Okay so after watching my favorite movie for the millionth time, this little idea came to mind. I know this chapter is short but it's like that for a reason I swear. I hope you guys like this plot as much as I do cuz I have tons of ideas up my sleeve. Enjoy!
Emma had been married for almost two weeks. Her parents had soon discovered the news of her quickie wedding in Vegas and they were not impressed at all, they insisted upon her having a real one. The ceremony would take place exactly two weeks from now, which left her with practically no time to plan anything. She knew the one and only thing she really cared about was sharing the perfect first dance with her husband. Therefore, she needed lessons big time, seeing as how she was blessed with two left feet. Unfortunately, there was only one person that she could think to ask, and that person was Will.
Things had been incredibly awkward between the two of them since the fateful day Emma showed him the polished glittering diamond that was wrapped around the ring finger of her left hand. He would barely even look at her anymore. She couldn't stand the fact that his heartbreak and sadness was her fault. She missed his friendship every day, but had no idea how to get it back, or even if she could get it back for that matter.
There was only one way she could get the dance lessons; more importantly get his friendship back. Talk to him. That first step was the part she feared the most, but it needed to be done.
Emma took a deep breath as she finished off her paperwork and headed off to find Will. As she slowly walked down the hall, she could hear a soft melody coming from choir room. She stopped in the doorway, just watching him as he played the piano. She began slipping into a daze as the notes flowed to her eardrums.
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Will was finally getting better, finally getting out of his funk. He had been spending quite a bit of time with Holly Holiday for the past two weeks. He had a lot of fun spending time with her. She was very carefree and she sure knew how to have a good time. One of the many things that they had in common was their love for all different types of music, they both loved music from the 50's era onward. She was often at glee practices with him, helping him put together assignments and set lists for the kids.
He was finally happy and living life again. Yet, it always felt like something was lingering away, like it was missing almost. He often tried to deny it, but the fact was, he missed Emma Pillsbury. He knew that she was married now, and he could except that now, seeing as he was perfectly happy with Holly.
He had barely seen her since that fateful day in her office, when she showed him the shiny rock that was upon her left hand. Yet now, husband or no husband, he just wanted her friendship back. He felt guilty and kind of ashamed for being so cold to her for the past few months. He needed to get his best friend back, and yet, he had no idea how.
With that, Will shook his head trying to make all of his scrambled thoughts disappear from his mind. He walked off to choir room, thinking that playing the piano for a little while might help.
He sat down at the bench, and began lightly tapping a few random keys. Soon after, the tune of Van Morrison's "Moondance" entered his mind and began to play. After playing a few simple notes the music was completely taking over his brain. He was so far off into his own little world, that he didn't even notice that there was someone standing in the doorway, someone standing there watching him.
He closed his eyes as he softly played the last couple of notes, barely touching any keys. His last moments of clam and content were interrupted, when he heard voice coming from behind him, one that he had least expected to hear, it was her voice.