Listen, I have A LOT of free time. I share a few things in common with September, but the most important one; insomnia. It's just after 3am my time and I can't sleep. I thought after my killer chapter 4 was belt out that I was done for the day... night... whatever. But here, while we're young, is chapter 5. It's short, because it just seemed like it should be. I'm starting to try and expand on the story more, and by the amount of awesome feedback I got from chapter 4, I'm going to do my best to write more chapters like that as well. Thank you to my avid reviewers StarlaMay and MissMaraBored, your kind feedback is appreciated and I'm so glad your loving it so far.

Here we go, everyone hold onto your butts!

So our fun day at the festival didn't go exactly as planned.

It turns out that trying to be romantic has disasterous results for me. Allow me to elaborate. A month ago I updated Emily's IPod. She always complained about being electronically challenged and seeing as I work on computer systems all day anyway, I've grown into quite the expert in Technology. So I got her to make me a list of songs she needed to be added to her IPod, and I was surprised to see that she included some songs from my ITunes playlist. So as I was updating, I noticed a huge surge in the amount of times a certain song was played compared to the others. So, for some reason, I had concluded that this meant I had stumbled across her favourite song. Please tell me that's logical, right? Anyway. So I listened to it, and was able to write some sheet music to it. After I mastered that I was able to complete a cover version of the song. So me being my brilliant self, I decided that this was the song I was going to preform that day at the park. I actually thought it would work too, because I was able to pack the chorus full of energy to balance out the soft versus of the song. You know, keep the angsty teens interested. Trust me when I say it sounded like a better idea in my head.

After a few hours of laughing and stuffing our faces with some of the best food truck poutine this side of the empire state building, I finally told her my surprise.

"So, I haven't been completly honest with you"

"...Oh?"

I nodded sheepishly "Yeah. I told you that we were going to hang out and stuff... which clearly we have, but it's not all in good fun. I actually need something from you"

To my suprise she didn't stiffen at my confession, she just smiled and nodded for me to continue.

"I uh, well. I need you to be my ears"

"Come again?"

"You see that poster there?" I pointed to the big green poster with the band name and photo of the group I was going to be opening act for. "Well, the drummer is my prof's son. He heard me playing for you a while back... you know that day at the track on the bleachers? Anyway, he heard me play and asked me if I would be interested in playing live..."

"...Okay, and what did you say?"

"I said I'd try it"

"...So, what does that mean exactly"

"Well, it means that I was asked to be the opening act for the show tonight and I accepted"

What came next was the cutest thing, EVER.

"Oh my fucki- Seriously?! That's fantastic!"

She lept into my arms, and in that moment my new favourite thing about her was how tiny she was, she wrapped herself around me and I held onto her like if I let go she'd slip away forever.

"So you'll do it then? be my eyes and ears?"

"Of fucking course" She smiled at me and I think if it got any wider she would've snapped her face in two. So she gave me a good luck kiss before I had to go on stage and if it wasn't for the fact that when she kisses me it feels like I'm on a 1000km/hr rocket ride to the moon, the 50 or so teenagers 'hooting' and 'awwing' at our quick little display might have almost been enough to make me break that kiss. Almost.

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So you can imagine my shock that when I started to strum the notes on my guitar and sang the lyrics of the song I thought was her favourite, her eyes started to well up and her face dropped completly. I had to continue strumming and singing, even though I had absolutely NO idea why she was so upset. I was hoping that they were tears of joy, but the truth was far less heart warming.

The hum of the last chords plucked were still playing through the guitar amp and the kids around seemed to really enjoy it. The crowd all sang along in unison, some even held up lighters or lit up their cellphone screens. And when the heavieness of the chorus kicked in they all started to sing and dance along. Normally, this would have been the best reaction a self-conscious musician could have wished for, but this wasn't one of those normal times. When the hum had finally stopped and I thanked the kids for being so kind, I made my way off stage to a clearly upset Emily.

"Hey, are yo-"

"That was amazing, they loved you"

Why is she acting like this?

"Uhm, yeah, right. What did YOU think of it?"

"Brilliant, of course" She said, trying to pull a smile on her face. But it wasn't working. I really don't like this feeling.

"Em, I saw you. I see you now, what's wrong? Did I do something wr-"

"You did absolutely NOTHING wrong" She practically spat at me.

"Then why have you been crying?"

I was far from being prepared for this reaction.

She just looked at me, and pulled her lips into her mouth trying to stop her lip from quivering, but it was no use as a few stray tears escaped her watery brown eyes.

"It's just, such a fucking coincidence"

"What is?"

"That you preformed that song. There are a million songs in this world, including ones you've written yourself! And believe me, those songs are a lot better. So why on earth did you pick that one?"

"Emily I ... I don't... Look, I can explain this. That day I updated your music, the songs... the Ipod keeps a log of how many times certain songs are played. And that one was played a lot more than any other song on there. I'm really sorry, I just thought it was your favorite"

She looked up at me and started to soften a bit at my explanation "So you learned to do a cover version of it, and play it here... for me... because you thought it was my favorite?"

I nodded. I didn't know what else to do, this made absolutely no sense.

"That was... incredibly sweet of you"

"Hun? Your reaction tells me that I've fucked this whole thing up, and your way of explaining it isn't working well..."

"It was a song that I used to associate heavily with my ex"

Well, wasn't this just peachy.

Yay? Nay? I dunno. I'm too tired from being tired right now. I hope this keeps you guys satisfied for now while I try and get you another good chapter. I think I'm going to slow down my personal updates soon until I hear some feedback from you guys, and what you want to see from this story. Don't worry, that's not official! I just thought I'd put the idea out there. What do you think? I love hearing what you guys have to say. Let me know, and as always, thanks for reading!

Violet