Play on you funky Jazzman

I do not own WOWP or Disney

Alex's POV

I was walking down a busy New York City street

Full of people who have normal love life's

With normal Boyfriends and Girlfriends

Unlike myself who's love life is anything but normal

He is not my boyfriend but I would do anything to be with him

He is my brother

I was then took out of my world of thought

By a funky Jazzman

He looked very dirty

But he's Saxophone was very beautiful

But his song was more beautiful

It stared very small

Like when I first started to fall for Justin

Because I thought it was just a small silly schoolgirl crush

Then the music started to get really loud and fast

Just like my heart when she is around Justin

The music started to get soft

I imaged Justin taking me to Paris

To ask me to marry him

And then taking to me to the honeymoon suit

And kissing me softly

With the music getting louder

I imaged him banging my brains out

When he ended his song

I went up to him and put some money in his bag

And said to him

"Play on you funky Jazzman"

As I walked away I feel good and bad

Good because I know how I feel for Justin

Bad because I only gave the guy $1

The end