Almost Lovers ..
Is About You
Hope P.O.V.
I whipped my tears as a exited the stage.
I had given it my all, I felt so relef.
"You did amazing." Justin gave me a hug. "I'm so so proud of you."
Justin was proud of me. I made him proud.
I couldn't help myself from smiling ear to ear.
"I got to get going. The crowd is waiting for me." Justin said, as he walked away.
I made my way to the sound booth to watch Justin preform. I was very amaze of how he connected with the crowd. I never really notice because I was either back stage or dancing, but he had a conection with them that was just so breath taking. I hope one day if I ever decide to keep singing I'll have fan as incredible as Justin's.
The concert had finish, and I made my way backstage to the busses.
"Hi." I shy little girl came towards me.
"Hello, beautiful" I greeted.
"Can I have your autograph." She handed me a piece of paper and a pen.
"Sure, sweetheart. What's your name?" I asked.
"Olivia." She quietly said.
"My beatfriend is name Olivia too." I smiled at her. "Dear Olivia, you are so beautiful. I love you. Love, Unique Hope Garcia." I read out load.
I handed her the paper.
"Thank you." She gave me a hug.
"No, thank you." I said softly as she left.
I honestly didn't think I still had any fans, expecially no little girl fan since I broke up with Harry. I though by now they all hated me. Yet, it felt so comforting knowing his little girl still loved me.
The next morning ..
I woke up to a knock on my buss. It was 6 a.m. There was no way in hell we've gotten to our next stop.
I got up to see Cody standing there.
"You can't ignore me any longer." Cody said.
"I wasn't ignoring you." I lied.
"Don't lie. You were ignoring me, now tell me. What's going on because I sure in hell don't know." He paused. "Why are you mad at me." He got closer.
"I don't know." I yelled. "I don't know."
"You do know. why don't you just tell me, Hope." He got closer. "Tell me."
I kept on steping backwards, until I hit the close door behind me.
"Tell me." Cody ask, as he was just inches away from me.
I gave in.
"I like you." I yelled. "I like you! I was mad because I though you like me too, but you don't! You wrote thaa-"
Cody pressed him lips towards mine, pushed his warm body against mines. My hands made their way towards his hair, and his towast my waist.
"I like you too." Cody pulled away. "I've been waiting for this moment for a while now."
"But you wrote Prety Brown Eyes for that special girl. I don't have brown eyes." I question.
"Pretty Brown Eyes, is about you!" He said.
I was so confused.
"I wasn't going to put beautiful blue eyes because I didn't want you to be freak out. I didn't know whether you like me or not, and writting a up foward song about you at that time was not an option. But that song is about you. Just listen to the lyrics. They describe you!" He explain.
"Now you tell me who, I Hate You Don't Leave Me, is about." He added.
"Do you really want to know." I hessitated.
"Ummm .." He took a deap breath. "Yes."
"At first is was about Harry. Before we left on tour he told me he was inlove with me, and it threw me off. I couldn't talk about it to no one so I wrote this song. But then as the tour went on, and I continue to write the song it became about you. When you sang to me, I felt like you liked me, and I started to like you. But then I heard Pretty Brown Eyes and I felt betrayed. Then the whole almost kissing thing happen and it confused me more. So I wrote this song about both off you guys." I sighted.
Cody took my hand, and gave me a kiss. This one was different, it was gental. It was does kisses that your lips berly touch but it was more meaningful than any other.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
I whipped my tears as a exited the stage.
I had given it my all, I felt so relef.
"You did amazing." Justin gave me a hug. "I'm so so proud of you."
Justin was proud of me. I made him proud.
I couldn't help myself from smiling ear to ear.
"I got to get going. The crowd is waiting for me." Justin said, as he walked away.
I made my way to the sound booth to watch Justin preform. I was very amaze of how he connected with the crowd. I never really notice because I was either back stage or dancing, but he had a conection with them that was just so breath taking. I hope one day if I ever decide to keep singing I'll have fan as incredible as Justin's.
The concert had finish, and I made my way backstage to the busses.
"Hi." I shy little girl came towards me.
"Hello, beautiful" I greeted.
"Can I have your autograph." She handed me a piece of paper and a pen.
"Sure, sweetheart. What's your name?" I asked.
"Olivia." She quietly said.
"My beatfriend is name Olivia too." I smiled at her. "Dear Olivia, you are so beautiful. I love you. Love, Unique Hope Garcia." I read out load.
I handed her the paper.
"Thank you." She gave me a hug.
"No, thank you." I said softly as she left.
I honestly didn't think I still had any fans, expecially no little girl fan since I broke up with Harry. I though by now they all hated me. Yet, it felt so comforting knowing his little girl still loved me.
The next morning ..
I woke up to a knock on my buss. It was 6 a.m. There was no way in hell we've gotten to our next stop.
I got up to see Cody standing there.
"You can't ignore me any longer." Cody said.
"I wasn't ignoring you." I lied.
"Don't lie. You were ignoring me, now tell me. What's going on because I sure in hell don't know." He paused. "Why are you mad at me." He got closer.
"I don't know." I yelled. "I don't know."
"You do know. why don't you just tell me, Hope." He got closer. "Tell me."
I kept on steping backwards, until I hit the close door behind me.
"Tell me." Cody ask, as he was just inches away from me.
I gave in.
"I like you." I yelled. "I like you! I was mad because I though you like me too, but you don't! You wrote thaa-"
Cody pressed him lips towards mine, pushed his warm body against mines. My hands made their way towards his hair, and his towast my waist.
"I like you too." Cody pulled away. "I've been waiting for this moment for a while now."
"But you wrote Prety Brown Eyes for that special girl. I don't have brown eyes." I question.
"Pretty Brown Eyes, is about you!" He said.
I was so confused.
"I wasn't going to put beautiful blue eyes because I didn't want you to be freak out. I didn't know whether you like me or not, and writting a up foward song about you at that time was not an option. But that song is about you. Just listen to the lyrics. They describe you!" He explain.
"Now you tell me who, I Hate You Don't Leave Me, is about." He added.
"Do you really want to know." I hessitated.
"Ummm .." He took a deap breath. "Yes."
"At first is was about Harry. Before we left on tour he told me he was inlove with me, and it threw me off. I couldn't talk about it to no one so I wrote this song. But then as the tour went on, and I continue to write the song it became about you. When you sang to me, I felt like you liked me, and I started to like you. But then I heard Pretty Brown Eyes and I felt betrayed. Then the whole almost kissing thing happen and it confused me more. So I wrote this song about both off you guys." I sighted.
Cody took my hand, and gave me a kiss. This one was different, it was gental. It was does kisses that your lips berly touch but it was more meaningful than any other.
"I'm sorry." He whispered.
8/23/13