The last couple of shows were cancelled due to poor weather conditions. We decided to head to the bar once we back in town.
I needed to see her.
I couldn't stop thinking about her the entire ride home. Every mile we drove closer to the city, the more anxious I became. I ended things because I couldn't stand the thought of not being around her. I needed to focus on the band and my music. As self-centered as that might sound, it's the reason I was gone in the first place. Every time I found myself thinking of y/n, I could feel myself slipping. I felt I had to choose between her and music, and I chose music.
But I realized too late that I was happier with her around. I could've had both. My mind just made me think otherwise.
We grabbed our drinks and stayed near the bar, but still in view of the stage. There were a few people performing tonight. It felt like a vacation getting to listen to other people, than being on stage for a change. The bar was a little crowded tonight, and a couple people were buzzing about one of the performers.
She's usually here every other weekend, but I love her music. I heard a passerby say as they took a seat at one of the table tops in front of me and the other band members.
As I went to take a sip of my drink, Kaji slapped my chest with the backside of his hand.
"Semi!" He screamed, "Look who it is!"
My eyes widened. I didn't expect to see y/n here tonight, never mind singing. She didn't seem to hear Kaji since there was background music still playing while she set up. Either that, or she completely ignored him.
She looked incredible. She was dressed in all black, her makeup was a little darker than usual, and her hair fell straight to her waist. As she bent over, I saw a silver glimmer around her neck.
She was wearing it.
The bar started to quiet down as someone announced her name. There were a few cheers from the crowd, including the few people that were seated in front of me. Is y/n who they were talking about?
As she strummed the first cord, I was immediately fixated on her. It was like seeing a whole new side of y/n. Then, as she sang the first words, a familiar feeling ran through my body. She was singing the song she wrote for me a year ago.
It had been hard not talking to her. I made the stupid decision that it was better for us to be a part and do our own thing until I got back. It was a self-serving to think that we were better off that way. I don't blame her for how she handled it. When she wouldn't return my calls or texts, after a while, I figured she moved on. But seeing her now, wearing the necklace I gave her, and singing this song, I selfishly hoped that she still wanted me.
When the song came to an end, she walked off stage, handing her guitar off to someone before walking out of the bar to get some air.
I immediately handed Kaji my drink, trying not to lose sight of her.
As I exited the bar, my breath hit the air in a white cloud.
I ran my hand through my hair. This was fate, it had to be. I didn't want to ruin this again. I look to my right, hoping not to miss her.
"You looking for someone?" The innocent voice came from the other side of me.
I turned around to see y/n, leaning against the building. She pushed herself away, and I could tell she was different. I could hear it in her voice as she sang, the way she spoke to me, but the way she held herself, showed how much she had changed over the past year.
She sauntered over, her eyes never leaving mine and her lips forming a smile.
She laughed as she tugged on the sleeve of my jacket, "Come on, Eita, you really aren't going to say you're happy to see me."
Hearing her say my name sent chills through my body.
She brought her hand to my face, it was ice cold, before saying, "because I'm happy to see you."
"Who are you?" I said jokingly.
Before I gave her time to answer me, I bent down and kissed her. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me in closer for a deeper kiss. My arms drew her in as close as they would let me.
"I missed you, Eita, and I'm sorry." Y/n brought her hands from my neck and rested her palms on my jawline, while her fingers gently touched my face. She stood on her tip toes, trying to keep herself as close as she possibly could to me.
I lowered myself so we were face-to-face, keeping my hands on the back of her neck. I held her there so she wouldn't look away from me.
"No, I'm sorry," I said eagerly, "I've regretted ever telling you we were better off a part."
Her eyes started to glisten, and I could see the tears start to well up. But she kept her smile.
"Y/n, I missed you the entire time I was gone."
It was the truth. She was the only one I thought about. I wanted to get back to her as soon as I could. I wanted to fix everything with her - so I could keep her around as long as I possibly could.
"Eita," y/n sighed, "I love you."
I brought her in close to my chest. To hear those words, made my heart race. I wasn't expecting her to say what I had been feeling.
