That should be me...

where it started

Jasmine’s pov

“Jasmine come on were going to be late!” Brent yelled from downstairs, he’s always so impatient!

“I’m coming Brent calm down!” I yelled back to him as I walked out of my bedroom fixing my cami and pulling my skirt down a little more, my hair tossed up in a ponytail that left two strings of hair on the sides of my face.

“We’re going to be late! Josh just told me they’re going on in a few seconds so lets go!” Brent yelled right before grabbing my hand and pulling me out the front door.

“Slow down were going to make it time.” I said to him as we raced away from my house in his super cool sports car.

I looked over at him and for the millionth time in the past hour maybe I asked myself why we were still friends, why I hadn’t taken the chance to be his girlfriend.

He must have noticed me looking because he starred at me for a second before speaking, “You alright Jaz? Is there something on my face?”

“No I was just thinking…” I said letting my voice trail off before I whispered to myself “I just want to be yours.”

We pulled up to the same old dusty garage the same one we went to every Friday night, same old band, same old songs, but they never got boring. Something new happens all the time, only tonight was going to be different, they want me to get on stage and sing. That was what scared me about tonight.

“Hey everyone our singer is here!” Josh’s voice boomed through the microphone as everyone’s heads turned to me.

“This is Jasmine and we have asked her to sing for the night just a few songs. Before that everyone vote on a song over at the wall feel free to add any song you want, she can do it!” Josh smiled and winked at me as everyone ran to the wall giving me a perfect chance to reach josh.

I ran forward and jumped up on their “stage” if you will and slapped him, how could he do this to me!

“Hey beautiful glad to see you’re ready to sing.” He laughed out loud as I spun around and walked away from them.

“Hey everyone!” I said into the microphone catching everyone’s attention, “I picked out a little song of my own and I want to sing it first then well go with your votes!” everyone broke into a cheer, and I was ready for my first performance, no one had heard me sing before and no one knew about my vocal lessons either. 

Brent’s pov

 “Hey everyone!” she said into the microphone catching everyone’s attention, “I picked out a little song of my own and I want to sing it first then well go with your votes!” everyone broke into a cheer including me. I couldn’t wait to hear her sing, if it was as good as her voice I would die in happiness.

Being her best friend for years was hard when you loved that person.

Her voice escaped and I heard our song that we listened to all the time last year like it was the only song ever!

♫I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all my childish fears

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave

'Cause your presence still lingers here

And it won't leave me alone♫

Her voice was amazing and I stood there listening and watching her stuck in a trance.

♫These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have

All of me♫

I knew it, I was in love and there was nothing that was going to pull me out of it. Why can’t I just tell her?