Chapter 3
Joe's POV
While the producers, director, Taylor's and my manager were discussing about the upcoming project, I was left numb; Still in a state of shock. No one told me who I'd be working with. My Dad, who is also my manager, doesn't even know the story of the movie that I'm doing yet. But now I know. The movie which I'm about to do is a love story. Great. A movie about love. A movie that would surely have a happy ending. How am I supposed act like I'm in love with the girl that broke my heart. The girl who made me look like the antagonist of her life story. The girl who hung up on me, so I only had a 27 second conversation. Playing pretend that we're madly in love and have a happily ever after is too much to ask When Our own love story didn't even have a happy ending.
"Joe, you okay?" my dad asked worriedly. I looked back at him and gave him a weak smile. he could feel how uncomfortable I was. I tried to sneak a glance at the figure who was right in front of me, only to see her gaze back. Our eyes met for a couple of seconds and then she broke the connection. Gazing at those blue eyes again made me remember the night she shed her first tear because of me. A petty misunderstanding, that lasted only for a few minutes since I couldn't bear to see her hurting. I held her in my arms as tight as I could ease down her sobs. I apologized for the way I was acting and was happy enough that she forgave me.
I sat quietly at the front passenger seat as my Dad drove us back to rehearsals to meet with my brothers. My head lay at rest on the window and my eyes following each raindrop that ran down. "You can back out if you want to" I raised my head up and looked at my dad. He was waiting for a reply for the statement he just said. "No, it's fine." "are you sure? You can do another movie. You don't have to do this" I was getting irritated by my Dad's lack of trust. "I want to do this'' and with that, he stopped commenting about the subject. I pulled out the itouch that was in my pocket and untangled the twisted earphones, placing the mini speakers to both my ears. I began scrolling for the right song to listen to. Then it hit me! I scrolled as fast as could to reach the perfect song which started with the letter 'M'. I was about to enter a whole new world. A world where I knew very well. I can't even imagine living in a world without music. listening to other people's songs, certainly got me through it all. It made me stronger from the powerful lyrics. But this time, I have to listen to my own. I need to remind myself why I even wrote this song in the first place. The song that I dedicated to the girl I'm in love now. I hit the play button, and tapped my right feet to the beat of the song. "You're much better…" now I was singing along.
SONG: Much Better - The Jonas Brothers
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