So yeah, this has been re-written due to the bad grammar before hand. (sorry about that!) Hope all you Virgil fans enjoy your story with him!
Place yourself on Tracy Island...
Walking through the building, you find yourself humming your favourite song, but you're too shy to sing aloud in case someone heard. You hear the shouts and laughter from outside on the patio and the splashes from some victim who had been pushed in the pool by Gordon. You smile to yourself as you continue to wander into the family lounge. You are so tired, you were woken up early that morning due to the klaxon, and couldn't sleep until you knew they were all safe and on their way home. As you curl up into a ball on the sofa as your song progresses into the chorus and you can't help but let your voice escape and sing. You close your eyes and it's peaceful. The notes dance in your head as you remember the lyrics word for word; the song always makes you feel relaxed and safe.
But as soon as the chorus ends, you stop singing and continue to hum the verses. You know all the words but you're embarrassed in case of passers by listening in. All of a sudden there's a tap on your shoulder and you open your eyes to see Virgil standing above you, arms and hands outstretched. You place your hands in his and he guides you up off the sofa and across the lounge to the corner where the piano sits. He politely pulls out the stool and motions for you to sit; you do so and he sits next to you on your right. You're confused, Virgil likes to be alone when writing music or likes to have a small audience to listen to his work. You glance at him and he catches your eye and smiles before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He runs his fingers down the keys of the piano, eyes still closed. You're just about to get up to leave him to work, still confused to why he brought you over when he begins to play. His eyes flutter with every swift movement as his fingers dance over the keys like the notes in your head. His body sways and you can see how much he must love the music. It's then that you recognise the tune. It's YOUR song. Your favourite song that you had been singing. But how-
Virgil's eyes opened and he gave you a meaningful look. He wanted you to sing. You were about to protest when he began instead, singing in his beautiful voice along with his piano accompaniment. You sit there, enjoying just listening to him but he nudges you when the chorus comes and gives you the same look. You give in and sing with him, both your voices and the flawless music echo around the villa and you close your eyes and don't stop singing until the song has ended. For the first time in ages, you find yourself singing the verses in front of someone, and you are not embarrassed. Virgil takes another deep breath and lowers his hands from the keys to his lap. He smiles and raises his eyebrows at you, in "told you so" look.
Virgil Tracy. Able to make you feel loved and confident without opening his mouth. "He must've heard me" you think to yourself, but for once, you do not care. His eyes say it all.
A little story that was stuck in my head and refused to leave until it was written. Then the mistakes annoyed me to no end! Thanks for reading my little image :) Reviews are loved xx