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Chapter 6.
Miss Kathryn made plans for me to work with JONAS on a Sunday. Kevin and went out, had an amazing date and it was lovely. But, I couldn't help but feel the hanging guilt of lying on my mind all the time.
I arrived around six at the Firehouse, ready to deal with Nick, and whatever other problems would arrive. I knocked, and Kevin answered.
My heart almost stopped, feeling especially nervous about seeing Kevin now that we'd shared four kisses total. (Two from the biology fluke and two from the date. He kissed me when he saw me, and then to say goodbye. Sweet, right?)
"Oh, hey, Luna." He said smiling. "Come on, we're upstairs." I nodded and he lead me up to Nick's room / their studio. Nick saw me a grinned.
"Good, come on." He grabbed me, leading me into the booth. "We've recorded the music and our parts, just go in, sing what's on the sheet and we'll mix it and be done."
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Wait." I said, pushing his hands from my shoulders.
"What's wrong?" he asked, squinting his eyes and trying to figure out what I was thinking.
"I thought we were doing a song together."
"We are. That's what this is. I figured it'd be easier this way."
"What way, doing it all yourself? I'm sorry. I don't work like that." I snapped, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Well, I don't sing songs written by machines." He snared back, and I glared at him. "I write my songs. And I'm not letting you try to pull some freak out over that." I sighed, grabbing my notebook from my bag and flipping it open to the song I had written for this.
"Hey, genius. How about you take a look at the song I wrote before you go shouting about ghost writing." I shoved the book to his chest and he grabbed it before it fell. He looked up at me, brow furrowed.
"Excuse me?" He asked, shocked.
"I write all my songs. Just like you." He was speechless. Why, I don't know. I can't imagine it'd be that surprising that anyone besides him writes songs. He looked down at the sheets and his eyebrows raised.
"You wrote this?" He asked simply.
"Yeah."
"How is it a duet?"
"By the coupling of the verses. Like a different point of view." He nodded.
"What's the melody?"
"I need a guitar. Or a piano."
"Here, use mine." Kevin said, smiling. He handed me his acoustic, helping me the the strap. I nodded, sitting down on the chair, and putting the book in front of me on the table.
I nodded and pressed my fingertips into the strings of the guitar and played a barred C.
"When I saw you over there
I didn't mean to stare
But my mind was everywhere
I wanna know you." I sung brightly, moving my fingers across the neck.
"Gonna guess that you're the kind
To say what's on your mind
But you listen when I have something to show you."
I saw Kevin smiling at me, and I felt blush rising on my cheeks.
"There's a mark above your eye
You got it in July
Fighting for your sisters reputation."
I sighed, quickly jumping to the next verse
"You remember peoples names
(And Valentines are lame?)
So I bring you flowers just for no occasion."
"1 wanna go there where you go
I wanna find out what you know
And maybe someday down the road
Sit back and say to myself
Yeah, I thought so."
I sighed, and dropped my hand from the neck. "And then it like, it goes into a half verse and then the chorus again and then there's this bridge kind of extension of the chorus. I figured alot of vocalization in the beginging. Like, 'Whoa, whoa wha-o-o.' and kind of a jumpy piano for most of the verses, you know? And I think some sick tuba would be really cool."
The three brothers stood there frozen. I cocked my head to the side.
"What do you think?"
"Wait, wait, hold up. You wrote that?" Joe asked, lowering his eyebrows.
"Yes."
"...okay." He said nodding. "But, who's supposed to sing what? That's a weird key. I don't think I could sing it."
"I could try." Nick said, sighing.
"Kevin, why don't you sing it?" I asked, smiling at him. He frowned and shrugged.
"Oh, I-I don't sing."
"Come on, I think it'd be good for your voice. Just try it."
"Yeah, Kev. It'd be good." He sighed and shrugged.
"Fine. I'll try." He moved toward me and grabbed his guitar from my lap. "But I'm playing it. What're the chords?"
"It's a barred C, and then a barred Dm-" I explained, showing him by grabbing his hand and moving it to the right frets.
"I'm terrible with open chords. Just say the name."
"Oh. Well, C, Dm, B flat, and then F sharp." He nodded. I saw him play it quickly.
"Okay, try the first two parts." Nick said. I nodded and Kevin started playing.
"When I saw you over there, I didn't mean to stare. But my mind was everywhere, I wanna know you." I sung softly while Kevin played.
"Gonna guess that you're the kind, to say what's on your mind. But you listen when I have something to show you." Kevin sand softly. I quickly grabbed the neck of the guitar to stop him from playing more.
"Kev-"
"I told you. Nick, just sing it. I'll be fine." He said, sighing.
"No, Kevin, that was great!" I insisted quickly.
"Yeah, it was. It's a good song for you." Joe said, smiling.
"Guys-"
"No. Kevin. You have to sing it. It's perfect." Nick said. Kevin looked to me and smiled softly. I grinned and knew, that truly he was freaking out inside.
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I sat on my bed that night, playing guitar softly, giggling about how excited I was that I would be singing a song with Kevin. Kevin, not just JONAS, but Kevin. I was going insane.
My phone rang, and I put my guitar down and sighed. I grabbed it and pressed it to my ear.
"Hello?" I said softly.
"Macy, guess what?!" Kevin said excitedly.
"Kevin? Hey. What's up?"
"I get to sing lead on a song!"
"What?" I asked, using my 3 to be excited for him.
"Well, it's a duet. With Luna Rai Wynters, but I get to sing lead!"
"Oh, my god, Kevin that's so cool!!" I said almost squealing. "I can't wait to hear it!!!"
"Yeah, actually I was calling to see if maybe you wanted to come down to the studio and watch while we record next Saturday."
"Oh, my god, yeah! That'd be so cool!" I said, smiling.
"Awesome. How about I pick you up on the way? We have to do it in a actual studio, because it's not going to a producer before it gets mastered."
"Oh, cool."
"So, I'll see you there?"
"Yep."
"And...at school tomorrow?"
"Of course." I said, smiling to myself.
"Hey, what time is it?"
"Uh, around... eleven thirty."
"Come outside."
"What?!" I squeaked.
"Come outside. I wanna take you somewhere.
"But-"
"Macy."
"Fine. Gimme a minute, I gotta get dressed."
"Okay. Put the phone down." I groaned and threw it on the bed, jumping up and grabbing a pair of skinny jeans that were hanging over my desk chair. I slid them over my boy-shorts and grabbed a HMA hoodie, then grabbed my phone and flip-flops. I tiptoed out into the main room, then out the door and to the elevator.
I opened the door of my apartment builiding only to see Kevin sitting on the step, waiting for me. He stood up and smiled.
"Hey." He said softly.
"Hey." I said back, blushing. Kevin leaned in and pressed a kiss into my cheek. I blushed and smiled at him. "Where are we going?"
"Surprise." He said softly, taking my hand in his and interlacing our fingers. He lead me down the street, four blocks over, then turning left and taking another eight. We arrived at a wooden pier that looked as to lead out to the sea. We walked down to the end of the pier and took our shoes off to hang our legs over the side.
"This is really cool." I said softly. He smiled and wrapped his arm around me. I leaned into his side and wrapped my arms gently around his torso.
"Yeah," He said. "I really like this pier. There are old men who fish out here and talk to me like I'm a human being and they teach me about fish. It's also good for thinking. Quiet, you know?"
"Yeah."
"This is kinda my special place. My brothers don't know, Stella doesn't know. It's my secret special place. I wanted to share it with you." I looked up at him speechless and grinned.
"Aw...Kevinnnn...you're so perfect..." I said softly, sighing.
"I'm not perfect, Macy."
"To me, you are. You always will be. There's a reason I'm your biggest fan." Kevin blushed and sighed.
"Would it be too corney if I said that I feel like your biggest fan?"
"Yeah." I said, shrugging.
"Well, I am. " I giggled and squeezed his hand. "Can I...Macy, it would seriously mean the world to me if you came to recording with me."
"Well, I'm coming. Don't worry. Nothing could stop me."
"Pinky promise?" He asked, holding up his pinky to me. I hooked mine to his and swung it.
"Promise." I said, nodding. ]
"I just know that Luna's gonna love you."
Oh. No way.
Wha-oh.
Macy's got herself into a bit of a pickle!
So, I'm back from Baltimore. Otakon was fun. Saw a guy dressed up as Troy Bolton from HSM and some people doing the Hoedown Throwdown. LOL.
Honor Society on Thursday. So pumped.
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