It's 7 pm and the page in front of me is still blank. I'm sitting at my desk thinking about writing the greatest song of all time but lately I have no inspiration. My first song ever written was a hit. Some artists say their best works were made in their darkest moments. I can tell you that's the truth. My grandad past away three years ago. At first I felt like I couldn't breath, I felt like the pain wouldn't go away but I guess time heals everything. After his death I wrote songs like never before. I had the urge to pour my heart and soul into my work. I think that's what helped me heal the most and built who I am today as a person and as an artist.
My thoughts got interrupted by a knock. A few seconds later the door opened and I saw my beautiful roommate coming in. « Joana, I knocked 3 times! Where were you just now ?»
« I'm sorry I kind of spaced out for a minute.» I said looking at her wondering what she wanted.
« What are you even doing in your room all day? I don't think you'll find inspiration by looking at the wall.» she said smiling at me.
« What are you doing here Cris? » I said suspiciously. She usually never bothers me when she knows I'm writing.
« I'm in my own apartment if you even remember living with me at all! » she joked.
« Come on Cris! I need to focus. What do you want ? » I said laughing a bit. This girl really knows how to take my mind off things, that's why she became one of my closest friend in a really short amount of time.
« I have to ask you a favor. » she said with her best puppy eyes.
« What is it? » I said faking annoyance. I already know I'll agree to whatever she has in mind. Sometimes I feel like she has a hold on me but I'm hiding it pretty well because she doesn't seem to realize it.
« Can I throw a party tonight in our apartment? » Cris asked with an hopeful tone.
I really don't want to party tonight but my roommate is making her best puppy eyes and it's been forever since she has thrown a party in the apartment so I kind of have to agree. « Ok. At what time are they coming? »
« At 8 » she said with an innocent tone.
« Omg Cris! it's in 1 hour! I still have so many things to do before they come. » I said getting up off my chair slightly panicking.
« Don't worry! I've already cleaned our mess and bought some food. You just need to have a shower and put a dress on. » she said trying to ease my impending stress.
« Get out of here then! I need to choose a dress. »
« Thank you Joana! You're amazing.... Oh put your black dress on. » she said winking at me.
« You're impossible. » I answered while she was closing the door.
I went looking for my black dress in the closet reminiscing the night I bumped into Cris in that club.
*Flashback*
The music was blasting in the club and I was swinging my hips as best as I could. I guess the alcohol helped me to forget how bad I am at dancing.
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Inevitable
RomanceCris and Joana are roommates. Joana is a songwriter and Cris is a comedian who doesn't want to fall in love. Everything was bound to happen. This is the first fanfic I ever wrote and ever published so I'm sorry if it sucks. English is not my first...
