Hello readers of FanFiction! This will be the eighth installment of my story, "I Miss You". This chapter would've been up earlier if my laptop hadn't restarted itself!
Disclaimer: I do not own any MR characters or any songs or symphonies used in this chapter.
I hope you enjoy it and….yeah!
Chasing Cars
Waking up with a plan at heart was bittersweet. It was sweet because I had never had one of them before. It was "bitter" because I was going to break up with Dylan. I had called Dylan up this morning and told him to meet me at the café. But first I had to babysit Angel and Gazzy, because my mom was called in for an emergency at the vet's office. Something about the Carson's vomiting parrot.
Nothing really special happened as I babysat my two siblings. Except, every so often, Angel would give me strange looks. But when I looked at her, she would turn around and play with her toys. I shook it off and took it as nothing, but I knew it was something about yesterday. When my mom came home at about four in the afternoon, I bolted right out there door as I yelled
"Be home by 7:30. Love ya" I heard my mom say something but I was already across the street when she closed the door. I walked to the café with the wind blowing against me. The café was in sight when I started getting nervous. I hadn't thought of what I would say to him beforehand. My fingers were moving crazy as I thought
'Hey Dylan, umm, I don't think this is working out'. No, that won't work, considering our recent date.
'Hi Dylan, I think we should see other people' Maybe…
I started thinking of more ways to break-up with him, until I walked into the café. I saw Dylan there with his cappuccino in his hand, another one sat across from him. He looked at me and smiled a dazzling smile in my direction. Of course, I smiled back, but it didn't last long. I took a seat in front of Dylan as he greeted me.
"Hey Max, what's up?" he asked as he took a sip of his drink. I stayed silent as I twirled the cappuccino around the table. "Is everything okay?" He asked with concern in his eyes.
"Umm…Dylan, there's no easy way to say this bu-" I started saying but he interrupted
"But, you don't think it'll work between us because of Fang. Don't worry about it, I understand. I don't want to be an obstacle with you and him. If you really do like him, go to him." He said with a sad smile.
My mouth was in the shape of an "o", and my eyes were wide at him. "B-but why" I managed to say.
"I knew it all along. I've seen you around campus with him. When you were dating him, you seemed happier. But when you guys broke up, you've always had this look on your face, this gleam in your eyes that showed you were in pain. That you were sad." Dylan explained with a slightly happier smile "I just want you to be happy Max. And if that is with Fang, then I want you to be with him. He completes you, in a way that I can only wish too. He loves you Max. I can see that you love him too"
"Thank you so much Dylan" I didn't know why I was thanking him, but it felt right to show thanks. "Really, I mean it. Thank you so much for making it so easy for me. You're a really sweet guy, Dylan, and I know you'll make someone happy." I started saying but his eyes were on a pretty blonde behind me. "And I think I have a feeling who it might be already." I said winking at him.
He smiled back at me and made his way towards her. I took one last sip of my cappuccino as I smiled at Dylan. He was amazing, but just not for me. As I left the café, it felt as though a thousand pounds have been lifted off of my shoulders. I smiled to the sky as I finally knew what I was going to do with my life. I ran toward the direction of the park and just ran as I reached the meadow. I finally felt happy, I felt free. When I lost all the air within me, I took a seat on the bench.
I caught my breath and checked the time: 4:48. I should go to Fang's house now, before anything dramatic happens. Walking in the direction of his house, I couldn't do anything but smile. Smile at the fact that all I wanted all along has always been in my reach, but always shaking it off and convincing myself that I didn't need it.
I rang the doorbell a few times, but no answer. I frowned as my perfect day found a bump in the road. I pulled out my cell and tried calling Fang, but his cell must've died because it sent me to his voicemail.
"Hey this is Fang. I will get back to you when I have time" I smiled when I heard his voice, even if it was automated.
I looked at my cell's time, 5:06. I still had time to spare until I had to be home. So I decided to go to my dance school's auditorium. My locker was at the end of the hallway; I walked there and got my more comfortable dancing shoes, since I had on a pair of black combat boots. I got out of the locker room and made my way towards the dance room. I turned on the lights and walked towards the stereo. My teacher always has a dance cd in there; I turned it on and started stretching.
I started pirouetting to the music. I started spinning around faster, the air always made me feel better. I stopped and leaped in the air, my legs extended. I moved around faster, with more agile movements. Doing flips and spins in the air always made me smile. They reminded me of when I used to take gymnastic classes. My dancing came to an end as I lost my footing and tripped on my own foot. I checked the time on my cell again, 6:00, another hour and a half to spend. I decided I would go to the café and see who would be playing today. I picked up my bag dance bag and changed back into my regular clothes. As I was leaving the dance floor, another room caught my eye.
The Musical Arts Room
I knew the teacher, Mrs. Miller, because I watched over her two year old when she and Mr. Miller went out for their anniversary. Luckily, she was in there tuning some guitars. I knocked on the glass doors and she looked up. Mrs. Miller smiled and opened the door for me. She welcomed me in and I thanked her
"So Max, what brings you to my realm at this time of day?" She said as she sat back down on her bench.
"I was on my way home, but I saw you and wanted to drop by." I told her with a smile
"Well make yourself at home. I'm not doing much. Do you play any of these instruments?" She asked as she looked up with excited eyes. Mrs. Miller was always obsessed with people playing instruments.
"Actually I can play the piano" I said with pride in my voice.
Mrs. Miller's eyes brightened as she said, "Well can you play something for me dear?" She held my hand as she asked me. I was hesitant because I haven't played in a while. She gave me Bambi eyes and I gave in. Even though she was forty-one, her Bambi eyes were as effective as Angel's.
She led me to the piano room. There were so many pianos, all beautifully placed. Some old looking ones and a few pristine white pianos. I was about to sit at one of the white ones before Mrs. Miller grabbed my arm.
"Not that one dear. I have a special one that I only let certain people play." She led me to the backdoor of the piano room. She opened the door and the sight I saw was so breath-taking, a sight I had only seen once before.
"Is that The Piano" I said with a gasp
"Yes this is the first piano that was built after the school had burnt down years ago. The wood that was savaged was built to make this beautiful piano. I have only let one other student play this beautiful instrument"
"Fang" I breathed out. I remember the entire scene.
Flashback
"Now introducing the senior that was chosen to play a piece for this new Westfound University of Performing Arts." Mrs. Miller had said into a microphone. "This young man will be playing on a special instrument that was built out of the remnants of the old buildings of The Westfound University of Performing Arts." The audience clapped as she announced the name of the student. "Please Welcome Nick Ride, of Westfound High school." I smiled as Fang walked out in a simple formal look: black pants, white shirt, and black tie. He bowed to the crowd and took his seat on the piano bench.
Fang started breathing in and out slowly; he then placed his fingers on the ivory keys. I knew the piece all too well. He practiced with me at his house almost every day. His fingers flew through the piano keys so easily, with so much ease. He continued playing Moonlight Sonata, composed by Beethoven.
He finished playing and got up and bowed to the audience. There was clapping from the audience as I went back stage to meet with Fang. I saw him and hugged him tight.
"You did amazing, Fang" He picked me up and kissed my forehead
"Thanks. I was so nervous until I noticed you in the crowd." It made me smile that he said that to me. We hugged for a while longer, until he said. "I love you Max". I was silent at first, sinking it all in.
I smiled at him and said, "I love you too, Fang"
Flashback End
I hadn't noticed I was just sitting on the bench with a stupid smile on my face until Mrs. Miller shook my shoulder.
"Are you going to play dear?" She asked sapping me out of my day dream. I nodded vigorously as I remembered the keys.
"I haven't played in a while, so I might be a little rusty." I told her with a laugh
"Don't worry dear. You will do great." Mrs. Miller reassured me. I smiled and started "Tickling the ivories". It was a personal song to me…and Fang. "That sounds amazing, dear." Mrs. Miller said as she took a seat. "Though, it would sound even better with some vocals" she said as I smiled at her.
"Well this is only because you're the only one here" I closed my eyes as I hummed to the lyrics, just like Fang used to. I started turning the humming into articulated words and started singing:
We'll do it all
Everything
On our own
We don't need
Anything
Or anyone
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I don't quite know
How to say
How I feel
Those three words
Are said too much
They're not enough
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
Let's waste time
Chasing cars
Around our heads
I need your grace
To remind me
To find my own
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Forget what we're told
Before we get too old
Show me a garden that's bursting into life
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see
I don't know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never change for us at all
If I lay here
If I just lay here
Would you lie with me and just forget the world?
Mrs. Miller clapped as I finished the song. I smiled to myself as I remembered that song.
"Max, where did you learn to play like that? I have only heard that certain je ne sais quoi from one other student. You and he have such a mysterious way of playing that it sounds like a whole different instrument that man-kind has never heard before, and your voice is just precious. You can dance, sing, and play, you, my dear, is an extremely gifted angel Max. " She said as I kept on smiling on
"I learned from that student actually. He taught me to play piano a few years ago. He taught me to sing also. I tried teaching Fang how to dance, but he refused too," I said while remembering that Saturday night.
"Well Max, it is getting pretty late" I check my cell, 7:15. "Would you like a ride?" Mrs. Miller asked me
"Oh thank you" I said relieved, since it was pretty dark out.
Ms. Miller drove me home and we bid our farewells. I got inside and ate dinner. The whole time thinking of the first time Fang played me that song. It was the first time he had played anything to me. It was a sweet moment between us. I smiled the whole while.
"Max, are you ok?" Angel asked when I walked her upstairs to go to bed, since she had school tomorrow.
"Yeah Ange, I could even say I'm better than ever." I said with an even wider smile. Angel hugged me and said goodnight. "Goodnight baby" I hugged her back and kissed her golden head of hair, tucked her in then left.
I yawned as I got out of her room. It has been a long day. I said goodnight to my mom and Gazzy as I made my way to my room. I got in my bed and fell asleep fast, with a smile on my face, finally content with my day, the first in month. But there was one thing that was on my mind that bothered me, why wasn't Fang home.
I shrugged it off and didn't think off it again, as I drifted into a sweet and long slumber.
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Songs
Chasing Cars by Snow Patrol
Moonlight Sonata composed by Beethoven
Quote-a-Day
"A creative man is motivated by the desire to achieve, not by the desire to beat others."
Any Rand
Work on your own achievements; don't pay attention to others. Always be the best you can be.
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