Invisible String

6

As we walk closer I realize it's the U.S Women's National Team.

I think I'm gonna faint.

"Dude I'm sweating." I whisper to Owen.

"You and I both." He says and we laugh.

I take out my IEM from my ear obviously, and move the guitar out of my way.

"What's up T?" I ask and she smiles.

"This is them." She says and I inhale.

"I-uh um I- hi." I say stumbling with my worlds.

"This is Na-"

"Nat we need you and a backup dancer for tonight!"

"I didn't sign up for this." I say with a huff.

"Paul isn't feeling well. He can't go on tonight. You rehearsed with them." Owen says.

"Only because this one doesn't always remember the moves." I say motioning to Taylor.

"Go already." Taylor says and I groan.

"Be a multi instrumentalist, it'll be fun they said." I mumble. "Be a dancer too, it'll be fun they said."

"Owen take her."

"I- uh i-it was nice meeting you ladies." I say stumbling against my words again as I take off my guitar and hand it to Owen and run towards Mark.

Owen's POV

"Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Step two three jump, down, side, arms, cross and pose."

"Heck no, I'm not doing this tonight. I'm rusty." Nat says.

"It's either that or it all looks off." I say.

"Everyone to the stage."

"Get me a gallon of water, I'm gonna need it." Nat says and I chuckle as I pat her back.

"Oh gross you're sweaty."

Christen's POV

"The dancers are about to rehearse, if you guys want we can go sit and watch." Taylor says and we all nod.

We walk down to the floor as we wait for the dancers to start.

"Hey Tay! Can we do Our Song tonight?" The girl we met for a brief moment asks. I think her name is Nat? Not sure though.

"Are you going to sing? Because I'm not up there." Taylor asks.

"Sure why not, I have my guitar ready." The girl says.

"Go at it then! I'll be judging you. We all will."

"So unfair! Alright guys on three."

Natalie's POV

Our song is the slamming screen door
Sneakin' out late, tapping on your window
When we're on the phone and you talk real slow
'Cause it's late and your mama don't know
Our song is the way you laugh
The first date "Man, I didn't kiss her, and I should have"

I give Frank a sign so he can lower the drums.

I walk around the stage as I continue to play the guitar and look over to Taylor.

"Come on Tay you gotta sing it with me." I say and she laughs.

And when I got home, 'fore I said "Amen"
Asking God if he could play it again

"Remix!" I yell and Taylor's eyes widen.

"Natalie! No!" She yells and I snicker as we start playing Out of the Woods.

"Hey T, what do you think we do a TRIPLE remix. With Bad Blood?"

"Natalie, I swear if you do that. I will send you home."

"Oh that's low."

"You get what you get Nat." She says and I huff.

"Are we out of the woods." I yell. "You love me!"

"No."

Tobin's POV

"You love me!"

"No." Taylor says and we all laugh.

Her voice is like low but not too low a little raspy but not too raspy. You get what I'm saying? It's like someone's voice I can't pinpoint who though. Like a morning groggy voice? Nah. But she has a nice voice. Really nice voice.

"Wait so who is she?" Megan asks. "She seems so cool and laid back."

"That's Natalie. She's my guitarist. Best one I have." Taylor says. "But other artists steal her from me time to time for either as a musician or a backup dancer sometimes a back up singer. She's talented in many ways."

"Damn that's impressive." I say.

"She's also a producer, choreographer, filmmaker and songwriter, she's something alright." Taylor says.

Damn.

Hand in marriage? Kidding. Or not? Kidding. No seriously. Kidding. I'm kidding.

"Hey T! Look at the clothes they want me to wear!" Natalie says and we all turn around.

All our eyes widen as she wears the least minimum amount of clothes. Well what looks like tight tank top and some loose shorts.

"Hey! Who let her walk out like that! FRANK! Put some clothes on her! She's a child! Mom Nat isn't wearing any clothes."

"I'm only five years younger than you snitch!"

"Do you hear yourself? FIVE!" Taylor yells and looks back at us. "She watches each one of your games."

"Number one fan?" Pinoe asks.

"Oh yeah." Natalie says. "Look at my biceps Tay."

"It's from all the throwing Austin into the air and hoping he catches himself." Taylor says, Natalie shrugs as she grab a sweater.

"You're drooling." I whisper.

"Shut up Tobs."

"Someone's got a crush." I tease.