Amilia pov
IRealized that there is a song that describes my life a little.
I walk up to sing and I all I can think is here goes nothing.
I'm singing don't stop believing.
🎵I just a small town girl, livin in a lonely world, I took the midnight train going any were,. just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit, I took the midnight train going any were.🎵
I sang and sang and final I get closer to the end
🎵Don't stop belivn, hold on to that feelin, don't stopp- belivn, hold on to that feelin, street lights, people ---------
Don't stop belivn!!! 🎵
The song ended and the crowd clapped loudly and max had a stunned look on his face.
I walk Down and everyone said i did great and once every one calmed down and the party gets to an end the last song comes on and its a slow song.
Before I know it I have 2 arms wrapping around me from behind and I hear a whisper in my hear, "ty I have this dance."
"Sure thing . Max."
"You did Wonderful" said as he put me in his grip
"Thanks, I didn't want to sing, but your father wanted me too."
"My father?" he said raising an eyebrow.
"Long story, I will tell another time, I promise, but now I must enjoy the moment." I lean head on his shoulder and for the first time, I say "I love you."
"I love you too my sweet." he leans down and kiss my forhead and Wish the moment would never end.
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Ugghh just got done with the science benchmark
Sleepy and all
But dud you like the song it was the only lyrics I knew my heart right off the bat to that song in particular
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