Her

Chapter 36

Ella

I'm woken up by my phone ringing. Enzo's arm is wrapped around me and it makes me smile. I try to move out of the bed and try not to wake him up. Luckily, I slide out without him making a sound and quickly answer my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello? Ella? It's Andrea Parker. Adam Lambert's assistant. I'm calling to schedule your day with him." I put my shirt and pants on and walk out of the bedroom.

"Oh my god, wow yeah okay. When is good for him? Because I will move around anything because I know he's very busy."

"Yes well, he's touring with queen in the next month so it will have to be soon. How's this weekend?"

"This weekends great!" I shout and immediately get quiet again to not wake up Enzo.

"Alright I will inform him and let him know."

"Awesome! Thank you so much! Oh and Andrea?"

"Yeah?"

"Enzo is an amazing guy." I say. She's his biological mother. She would want to know that. I hear her choke up on the other end of the phone.

"Thank you sweetie, I hope Enzo spent the money wisely." What? What money? And she hangs up. If I remember correctly from his poem, is that she gave him up when the parents split. Maybe it was because she couldn't do it by herself and somewhere inside, she regrets it.

"Morning love." I hear coming from behind me. I love it when he calls me that, it sends chills down my spine.

"Good morning handsome." He's just in his boxers and we lean in for a gentle kiss.

"What's on the agenda today?" He asks opening the fridge.

"Nothing at all. Andrea Parker called earlier."

"Did she now. Oh for the set up with the amazing, talented Adam Lambert?" He smiles at me and I nod.

"This weekend."

"Okay I will make sure I have plans so I'm not bored out of my mind when you're not here." He kisses my cheek and pours himself some cereal.

"So, is everything okay?" I ask him.

"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?"

"That phone call you had last night made me worry a little." He did yell FUCK.

"Oh that? That was nothing." He takes another bite of his cereal and looks down at his spoon.

"You sure?"

"Yes, honey look, I over exaggerate some things. Last night, Riley called me and said that I left some things at the frat house. That's why I yelled fuck." Why do I feel like he's lying to me? Oh yeah, he looked at me once that whole time he was speaking.

"Oh, okay." Is what I tell him. I love him, but why is he lying to me?

"I have to go run some errands, I'll be back later today." He finishes his bowl, and rinses it out in the sink. He's so sweet to do that. Some men would just leave it in there, untouched. He comes over to me and kisses my forehead. "Until later, my love." He rests his hand on my cheek and it slowly slides off as he walks away. He grabs his keys and heads out the door.

I go up to our room and lay down on the bed. My life is so perfect I think to myself. Perfect college, perfect house, perfect boyfriend, what else can I have? Oh yeah, a day with Adam fucking Lambert! I turn on my stomach and hug my pillow. My life really is perfect. I glance at Enzo's nightstand and notice a pen and a notebook. Intrigued, and being the nosy person I am, I grab the notebook and open it. Poem after poem, and song lyrics I think? There's notes on a staff along with the words he writes music? It's so beautifully written;

Dark Meets New

Dark twisted, misunderstood and different,
Hot, sad, misguided, mistreated and broke.
When will this change? When will something be sent?
Growing stronger, yet weaker with one poke.

Meeting something new, something good, changes.
With it crashing down, destroying the old,
Creating something better together.
Making it brave, and doing something bold.

Why now? Why not sooner? Can this be nice?
Showing it what it's wanted and deserves,
The new is good, making it roll the dice.
It sees the new, feels the new, and loses nerves.

It has a new way of life, Fire to smoke.
The new had changed it, and it has awoke.

His writing has me amazed again. Poem after poem, I flip through the pages. Why doesn't he show me these? I miss him already. He's been gone for about 20 minutes and I miss him. What was he lying about earlier though? Maybe he wasn't lying. Maybe I am being paranoid. I decide to just let it go, and obsess over the time I'm gonna have with Adam Lambert.