Chapter 11. The call.

A/n. I am so so so so so so so so so sorry that I haven't updated in days! My mum took my laptop off me twice because I was on it until the early morning. Plus I just got new fish! This one is for Casper, Fang and Evaine!

Disclaimer. I don't own Twilight but i do own this story so anybody who wants to copyright will have a slow painful death. Capeich?

LPOV

I tried not to think about how good my hand felt in Blake's as he led me down the hallway of his apartment. I now knew that his apartment was very big.

We arrived outside of a black door and he turned to me and grinned before pushing the door open. I gasped when I saw what was inside.

Instruments. The room was bursting with instruments but there was still room to walk around. He took his acoustic and placed it on a stand amongst around six other guitars.

"Oh my Chuck Norris!" I gasped, looking around the room.

"Oh my what?" he laughed, I turned to face him with my hands on my hips.

"You don't know who Chuck Norris is?" he shook his head, "Where have you been for years!?! He's… well he's just awesomeness in a body, okay?"

"Whatever you say." He grinned at me again; I liked this side of him.

"So what kind of guitars are these?" I asked, pointing to his collection.

"Well, these three are just your basic acoustics, nothing special." He said, pointing to three shiny but bulky ones, including the one he was just playing the song with. Then he pointed me in the direction of a thinner and nicer electric guitar.

"This is a Gibson 1968 SG. This was Angus Young's first ever electric guitar."

"Who's Angus Young?" I asked, he turned to face me, shock covering his face.

"How do you not know Angus Young? He's the king of guitar players!" he told me.

"Well you didn't know who Chuck Norris was so we're even." I grumbled, crossing my arms and turning away. He chuckled and turned me back around, unfolding my arms gently. Then he pointed to a red and black one.

"Now this is an Ibanez RG550XX. This is a wicked guitar!" he got a little excited about the guitars but quickly moved on to the last one. I was blue and very nice.

"This is my absolute favourite. It's the Gibson Robot." He said lovingly. Huh?

"Sure Blake, it's pretty… but it doesn't look all that cool." I folded my arms again.

"Oh yeah? Just watch." He picked up the guitar and put the strap around his shoulder. Then he loosened all the strings until they were drooping. After that, he pushed a button and it lit up. Then the keys started moving and it brought the strings back into place. He plucked a few and they sounded perfect.

"How does it do that?" I whispered, plucking the strings with my fingers.

"It's robotic. It's a limited edition and I was really lucky to get one." He sighed softly. "So… do you want to take a look at the other instruments? This is the biggest room in the apartment." He put the Gibson back and showed me around, pointing out random instruments like the drum kit, a flute, a cello and loads of other stuff until we got to the final one. It was under a big white sheet. He whipped it off to reveal…

A grand piano!

"Oh my god! This is so beautiful!" my mouth was wide open as I sat down on the stool in front of the glossy black piano, I tapped the keys lightly, they were tuned perfectly.

"I used to play piano. I remember hearing this song on the radio about two years ago. I liked it so much that I downloaded the piano sheet music off of the internet just so I could sing along to it. Can I play it? Please?" I begged, sliding my fingers over the ivory keys.

"Of course. I can't wait to hear you sing again." He whispered, staring into my eyes.

"Again? You used to listen to me?" I asked, this tough guy listened to a chick singer?

"Well, yeah. I guess you could say that I was a fan of yours. I loved your music and I got to listen to it all the time because Hayley played it every time she was here. Now can I hear that song?" he stuttered at first and then quickly changed the subject.

I smiled and then turned to the keys; I remembered everything and began to sing.

"It started out as a feeling
Which then grew into a hope
Which then turned into a quiet thought
Which then turned into a quiet word

And then that word grew louder and louder
'Til it was a battle cry

I'll come back
When you call me
No need to say goodbye

Just because everything's changing
Doesn't mean it's never
Been this way before

All you can do is try to know
Who your friends are
As you head off to the war

Pick a star on the dark horizon
And follow the light

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

You'll come back
When it's over
No need to say good bye

Now we're back to the beginning
It's just a feeling and no one knows yet
But just because they can't feel it too
Doesn't mean that you have to forget

Let your memories grow stronger and stronger
'Til they're before your eyes

You'll come back
When they call you
No need to say good bye


You'll come back
when they call you
No need to say good bye
"

I finished and the last note hung still in the air. He just sat there next to me, eyes bulging and his jaw on the floor. I turned to him with questioning eyes.

"That was…… the most beautiful song I have ever heard." He whispered, his fingers grazing across my jaw line, then my cheeks and then my forehead.

"I know the lyrics are so sweet aren't they?" my eyes shut as his fingers brushed across them. He leaned in and placed his lips next to my ear.

"I didn't mean the lyrics. I meant the voice that was singing them." He murmured in my ear before our lips met for the third time tonight. It lasted until… me being a stupid human, I ran out of air.

"I hate being human." I muttered against his lips, chuckling before pulling back.

"And why is that mon chéri?" he asked, using that French accent that I loved so much.

"Because if I was a vampire, then I wouldn't have to break away for air when we're kissing." I grumbled and he chuckled.

"Do you realise that you moan about everything? But I still love you." I smiled and I swooned on the inside.

"So… Blake?"

"Yeah?"

"How many languages do you know?"

"Well, a lot basically. Except from English, my favourites are Italian, French and Spanish." I gazed off into space. Italian huh?

"Say something in Italian." I ordered and he laughed at me.

"Okay. I pietà coloro che non hanno guardato il tuo volto. Come sterile devono essere i loro sogni." He gazed into my eyes while he spoke, his accent was perfection.

"That's so beautiful. What does it mean?" I asked, awed.

"Well, in Spanish it means; Lástima que los que no han visto su cara. Cómo estériles deben ser sus sueños." He grinned, changing accents at the blink of an eye… or tweak of an ear as the case may be.

"No! Not in Spanish! What does it mean in-"

"Oh! You mean in French. Well that's; Je plains ceux qui n'ont pas vu votre visage. Comment stériles doivent être de leurs rêves. Oh, and I can also translate to Greek, that's-"

"I don't want to know what it means in Greek. I want to know what it means in English!" I said, exasperated.

"Nope, I'm not going to tell you." He grinned cheekily at me and I scowled.

"See? This is why I want to be a vampire! So I can make you tell me." I glared at him.

"Yeah well, if you were a vampire then I wouldn't be able to do this because then you'd actually be able to do something about it…" and with that, he picked me up and slung me over his shoulder and carried me into the kitchen.

All the while I was shouting at him to put me down in between fits of giggles. He eventually sat me down onto a chair.

"So… are you ever going to tell me what you said back there?" I asked, staring into his eyes.

"Nope!" he replied and I sighed heavily.

Note to self… learn French!

A/n so that was chapter 11. Thanks for all your reviews everyone, all…… two of 'em? Only joking! Thanks guys!

The translation to what Blake was saying in all three languages is in the movie called 'The Abduction Club'. He said "I pity those who have not looked upon your face. How barren their dreams must be."

And of course; mon chéri means my darling in French.

The Gibson Robot is a real guitar. Laura didn't believe me and thought I'd made it up. Look it up on you tube it really is an awesome guitar!

If you don't know who Chuck Norris is then you NEED to find out! If you don't know who Angus Young is then don't even talk to me until you do!

When you have a computer nerd brother like I do, you learn these things. Anybody that has played the awesome games such as Spore, Left 4 Dead and Mirrors Edge… 1. you're awesome! 2. they will be coming in soon!