Beauty and a Beat (A Bruno Mars Fanfiction)

There's no brighter moment in his life than where he's now, on a huge stage, under the spotlight, in the middle of fame and money. Loud clapping and cheering flood his ears as he searching for face in the dim light. He can feel his heart pounding in his chest from his shorten breath and Phil's worried eyes from his right hand.
He pauses too long.

He sighs and gives up searching then begin the new song.

He always searches the face in the crowd when he come to Brazil, just to hopefully found the one and only love of his life. All these years, she completely deleted herself from his life. He doesn't know where she hides. He hasn't seen her since that darkest night.

"She's in the front roll" Phil whispers.
Bruno scans the faces in the front roll and sees her standing there, as sweet as usual. She flashes a smile to him. He smiles back right before the song ends and the light out.

"This song y'all" he says in the complete darkness with shorten breath. "is cruelly speaking about my fucking life."
There..., if you look close enough, you'll see the band looking at each other in confused. This is not in the script.
"There're so many stories behind it. This song's called if I knew"
Phil sigh with relief, at least this song is in the script.

"For all the love we don't deserve" Bruno says before he begins to sing.

His eyes aren't fixed on the girl in the front roll, the light doesn't shine on her, no one is looking in her direction. Everything is as normal as possible with Bruno Mars singing on stage and she is just a fan in the front roll.

This is how things should be.

This is what they deserved.

Not the love once touched

Not the lust once shared
No.

Not even the bitterly sweetness in his glance he just gives her for one eternal second before he puts his smile on and turn away. She heard something in his voice that makes her want to run away...

But as always... she just can't.