TITLE: Every Song Tells a Story
History behind oneshot: I was listening to Instant Star Season 1 soundtrack on the way to school and I was thinking, about how the song I'm in Love With My Guitar is so similar to Jude and Tommy. That day our English teacher assigned us a writing assignment. It was called writing with a purpose. We were able to write any kind of story we wanted as long as it had an audience and a purpose for writing the story. So you Instant Star FanFic fans and Bella were my inspiration for this oneshot so I hope you READ, ENJOY, REVIEW. (if you review you get a cookie!!!)
DISCLAIMER: I don't own instant star or the songs used in this oneshot.
I chose Tommy over my best friend Jamie. Sure Tommy has broken my heart several times, but something keeps drawing me back to him. Maybe it's his pale blue eyes, or maybe it's that smirk. Either way know I wouldn't be the same without him. Jamie was upset when I told him I wanted to go backpacking in Asia with Tommy, but then he told me that deep down he always knew it was Tommy. I remember the agony that I saw in his eyes, but he has to learn that I couldn't help falling in love with Tommy.
So here I am, on a plane heading to Asia. Even though Tommy and I broke up because he didn't want someone he knew to hurt me, we didn't get back together yet. There's some tension between us, but we still get along as if nothing happened. The feelings that I have for him are still there though.
I looked over at him to see what he was doing, and it turns out he was listening to his iPOD. He was bobbing his head along to the music and it looked like he was living in some sort of fantasy. I took one of the earphones out of his ear and placed it in my own. I soon realized that he was listening to my first C.D. I was flabbergasted, baffled, astonished if you will.. I knew he liked my music, but I didn't think he liked it that much. He looked over at me and raised an eyebrow as if to ask why I disturbed him from his peace.
"Why are you listening to this song?" It was the song called, "Skin." I had written this song about my dad cheating on my mom, my boyfriend breaking up with me, and Tommy kissing me and then telling me to forget it ever happened because I was under aged at the time. The lyrics went like this: "Oh, he's under my skin. Just give me something to get rid of him. I've got a reason now to bury this alive. Another little white lie. Oh, my permission to sin. You might have started my reckoning. I've got a reason now to bury him alive. Another little white lie." As you can see, I was pissed beyond compare when I wrote this.
His response however, was a shrug of the shoulders and him saying, "It's an amazing song. The emotion in your voice and the acoustics made it so powerful."
"You do know that you were part of my anger… right?" He just rolled his eyes.
The next song that came on wasn't one of my best. It was called, "I'm in Love With My Guitar." Just from hearing the title you can tell it didn't do so well on the charts.
"You know," he started. "I never quite got this song."
"Yeah, I know. It was gimmicky corporate crap," I said quoting Jamie.
"Well, it's not a bad song; it just doesn't have a purpose like your other songs."
I felt my face heat up. The song did have a purpose, because I was really just using a lot of metaphors in the lyrics.
He smirked. "So it does have a purpose." By now my face was probably the color of my heart which was beating a mile a minute. His mischievous attitude didn't change one bit in the years that I've known him. "What's it about?"
I let out a sigh. He was going to find out sooner or later. "It's about you," I mumbled.
He looked confused. "How is it about me?"
I told him that I was comparing him to a guitar. The chorus of the song went like this: "Whenever we're together, no one's a star. I can pour it all out right from the heart. If it's up to me, we'll never be apart. I'm in love with my guitar."
His features softened. "You're in love with me?"
I looked down and nodded. He lifted my chin with his finger and we starred into each other's eyes for what seemed to be eternity. One of the flight attendants whose nametag read, 'Bella,' yelled, "Will you two just kiss already?"
We laughed and he kissed me softly. It may seem pretty corny, but who cares? He's a good kisser!