I sat there, breathing heavily and covering my face. "Haha, sorry," I choked out. "I'm such a mess."
"A broken beautiful mess," Josh said.
I looked up at him through my fingers with a questioning gaze. "Is that a reference of some sort?"
He laughed a bit and then sat down next to me, lightly nudging my shoulder for more space. Then he opened his mouth, took a breath...
I will softly pull away
In this broken beautiful mess I've made
And in the dead of quiet I will slowly fade
In this masterpiece I've made
Whenever he sang, it stole my breath away. "Oh. Your song?"
He squirmed, suddenly awkward. "Uh, yes."
"It's beautiful." I smiled at him.
He softly smiled back. "Describes you, doesn't it?"
"I guess. Describes you, too."
He laughed. "We're both beautiful broken messes of people."
I looked into his blue eyes. "Yes, we are."
In silence, we sat, staring at each other, our faces inching closer.
"I think..." I began, in a halting lilt. "I think I'm in love."
I froze. I couldn't believe I just said that. Why, oh why, would I say that? I opened my mouth again, about to say something, anything, that would bring back what I had just said.
Josh closed the space between us. And then I didn't want to say anything at all. (A/N: HAHAHA song references left and right, people. I rock this and ... Oh sorry, I'm ruining the mood aren't I? Right. Just...ignore this and go back to reading! Okay. You never saw this...woo...ooo)
A/N: Wow! Would you look at that? It's the end of the chapter. Well, I guess the mood is permanently dead. Sorry not sorry.
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Face The Music
FanfictionKiera was a musician, until a tragic accident occurred that made her stop. She couldn't bear the sight or sound of a piano and wanted to give up. But then she met Josh Ramsay, lead singer of a band from Canada, Marianas Trench. And suddenly, music s...
