There was a tap at her window. Brooke's heart leaped. She pulled back the curtains and her smile grew. Nick was finally back.
After six months of waiting, it felt great to finally see his face looking through her window again. It almost felt surreal.
She quickly unlatched her window and watched Nick climb through, his guitar hanging on his back. As his feet landed on the floor, he looked up at Brooke and smiled slightly.
"I've got a new song for you." He shyly stated. Brooke nodded in encouragement. Nick sat down in Brooke's desk chair, and placed his guitar on his lap. His eyes met Brooke's and he didn't remove them once throughout the whole song. His eyes focused on hers, as he sung the lyrics.
"I've been wasting my time.
I've been losing my mind.
I've been running races,
Still don't know what I've been chasing.
But my eyes that can see,
Bluer skies that wait for me.
And I'm on my way.
Time for me to fly.
Time for me to soar.
Time for me to open up my heart,
And knock on Heavens door.
Time for me to live.
It's time for me to sing.
Time for me to lay down all my worries,
And I'll spread my wings.
Time for me to fly.
The earth can be a heavy ride,
When those clouds have been your eyes.
But I feel a calling,
I will rise, I won't be falling.
And I'll escape the gravity.
And I'll reach my destiny.
And I'll fly away.
It's time for me to fly.
Time for me to soar.
Time for me to open up my heart,
And knock on Heaven's door.
Time for me to live.
It's time for me to sing.
Time for me to lay down all my worries,
And I'll spread my wings.
Time for me to fly."
As the music ceased, Nick still hadn't removed his eyes from Brooke's. His eyes pleaded, for some kind of forgiveness and acceptance. But Brooke did not know what for. She replayed lyrics in her mind, trying to decipher what the hidden meaning was. But still, she didn't understand what the lyrics were hiding, what he was trying to tell her.
"Nick, is something wrong?" She whispered, afraid of the answer. He nodded.
"I don't know how to tell you. I don't know what to say." He stood up and began pacing across her wooden floor.
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FanfictionBrooke Mandell was only 13 when she first realized she had found her forever. Nick, her childhood friend and neighbor, was a simple boy, who always wore converse and hoodies. But to Brooke, he was much more than simple. He was the only person who li...
