A/N: Chapter 2! Sorry, chapter 1 was getting too long…
Brady awoke to Boomer screaming his head off. He tried putting his head under his pillow and burying himself under his covers, but it did no good for Boomer shoved him out of the bed.
"What the hell?" Brady asked, rubbing his neck and wide-awake.
"You wouldn't get up/" Boomer answered.
"So you just push me out of the bed?" Brady asked, sarcasm dripping from his voice.
"Yeah." Boomer answered nonchalantly.
Brady shook his head and laughed. He got up and went into the bathroom, getting dressed into black skinny jeans, black sneakers, black t-shirt, and black leather jacket. He combed his hair and brushed his teeth. Then he walked out and looked at his smiling brother.
"Why are you smiling?" Brady asked, suspicion leaking from his voice.
"Todays the day you sing that song. Good thing you dressed warm. It's cold outside." Boomer said, grinning.
Brady sent a questioning glance towards his brother before walking out onto their balcony. He was immediately met with a chilly wind. He looked up at the sky, and saw that it was grey with clouds. Perfect weather for his performance.
He walked back in and smiled. "Good. Just what I need."
His brother laughed before throwing him a scarf, which he put on. The guards were already getting ready for the festival/talent show…inside and out. The main part was to be inside, due to weather issues, and his finale was to be outside...don't ask why. It just was.
The talent show passed in a blur for Brady, and 15 minutes before he was to go on, he slipped out, and got ready on the stage with band beside him.
Soon, people started filing out, and he smiled at them. He spoke into the mic saying, "This song I'm singing is dedicated to a certain girl who I like, but she doesn't feel the same. So here it goes…" he trailed off, smirking.
But as soon as the band started playing the quiet beginning, white fluffy snow started falling from the sky. He smiled, as the stuck to the instruments a bit. Perfect.
You spin around like a broken record
It plays your name every time the needle skips
It's been that way since the last December
I can't live like this anymore
You're stuck inside every conversation Get out get out Ooh yeah
Yes I know that you're really good and gone
But I'm a slave to this obsession
How can I move on
You're in my thoughts, in my head, in my heart, in my dreams
And I wish you would stop haunting me
I can't take it no more
Breathe in breathe out
'Cause I die a little every time I think about you
Get out get out
'Cause I'm going crazy
I scream and shout
I try everything but you're still here and I can't stop missing you
The way i feel every time you're with me
how you say it all without a word
I keep hearing time heals everything
So tell me why does it still hurt?
Like you only just told me goodbye
And I can't get you out of my mind Get out. Get out I hate to love you Get out. Get out Get out. Get out
I can't take it no more
Breathe in breathe out
'Cause I die a little every time I think about you
Get out. Get out
'Cause I'm going crazy
I scream and shout
I try everything but you're still here and I can't stop missing you
I hate to let you go
You're good at leaving
But I'm no good alone
I can't take it no more
Breathe in breathe out
'Cause I die a little every time I think about you
Get out. Get out
'Cause I'm going crazy
I scream and shout
I try everything but you're still here and I can't stop missing you
Breathe in breathe out
You spin around like a broken record
it plays your name every time the needle skips skips skips skips skips skips skips skips skips
Throughout the whole song, snow was falling. There was a thick layer on the ground and fleck of it on him and on the instruments. It looked like a music video.
He finished the song and looked up at the crowd. Everyone was staring at him in shock until everyone started clapping and screaming. The roar was deafening. He smiled at everyone before saying goodbye to everyone and telling them that the talent show winner would be posted tomorrow.
He got off the stage looking about, and, while no one was looking, he snuck away. He went to the cliff where he cliff-dived. He sat on the ledge and just looked at the dark ocean. The snow was still falling heavily, and it started piling up on his shoulders and hair. And, to his surprise, he wasn't the slightest bit cold.
Then he felt a hand swipe away the snow and someone sit by him. He looked up to see the love of his life, Mikayla.
"Hey." He said to her as he looked at the liquid onyx below him.
"Hey. That song was…beautiful. Whoever you sang that to is a lucky girl." She said, smiling softly.
But Brady got angry at this. He sang his heart out to her, and she couldn't even realize this. His hands balled up into fists as he gritted his teeth together.
"What's wrong?" Mikayla asked, oblivious to it all.
"Nothing." He said, getting up and walking away. He was at the beach when he realized she had followed him.
"What do you want?" He asked her, irritated.
"To know what's wrong with you!" Mikayla said, frustration leaking through her voice.
"You want to know what's wrong with me?" He asked, angrier than before.
"Well, DUH! Or I wouldn't have followed you!" Mikayla replied.
"YOU! You're my problem! I sang that song to YOU! I poured my heart out to YOU! You are that 'Lucky girl'! You're the girl I fell in love with! You're the girl I still love! You're just too blind to see it!" He yelled at her.
She stared wide-eyed at him, not believing that her deepest dream was coming true. She had liked him, but she thought he never returned the feelings. Now…here she was.
"And, now you're standing there! Now our friendship's all fucked up 'cause of ME! I ruin everything, but I just had to go falling in love with YOU! The girl who's per-"
He was cut short by something soft being pressed to his lips, and he soon realized it was her own. He decided to take his anger out in the kiss.
He kissed her fiercely, and she returned with a fire of her own. Their lips moved in sync, while their hands were buried in each other's hair. Soon, his tongue went out and traced her lips, immediately gaining entrance. Their tongues danced until she pulled back. He groaned as her lips left his.
"Wow." She said, dazed.
All he could do was nod and bring her closer to him. He whispered into her ear, "Be my girlfriend?"
"Of course." She answered, still breathless. They stood like that for a bit before he pulled back. He put his arm around her protectively and they walked back to the castle, positively happy.