[Haley’s POV]
I turned on the TV, just to have his face pop up.
“Gr!” I clicked the off button on the remote, and let out a deep sigh.
I walked into the soundproof music room and closed the door behind me. Picking up my acoustic guitar, I walked over to the sofa and took a seat.
“I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you
Sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
You used to call me your Angel
Said I was sent straight down from Heaven
And You'd hold me close in your arms
I loved the way you felt so strong
I never wanted you to leave
I wanted you to stay here holdin' me
I miss you
I miss your smile
And I still shed a tear every once in a while
And even though it's different now
You're still here somehow
My heart won't let you go
And I need you to know
I miss you
Sha-la-la-la-la
I miss you”
“That was a beautiful song,” said my friend Sam.
I jumped a little, being taken off guard. “Sam, how did you get into my house?”
“Key” she said, holding up a shinny object. “Now back to that song, is it about him?”
“Lets not talk about it,” I said putting my guitar back on its stand.
“Sweetie, you can’t just act like it never happened.” Sam argued.
“I’m not. I mean I accept the fact we are over. And just because I don’t love to reminisce on our break up doesn’t mean I’m acting like it never happened.” I said, walking out of the room with Sam at my heels.
As we made our way into the kitchen she said, “It’s just that normal people cry when they break up with their boyfriend of 9 months,”
“Well then I guess I’m not normal then,” I said, opening the fridge and grabbing a bottle of water.
There was an awkward silence, but Sam broke it by saying, “So are you going to record that song?”
“I didn’t even think about that. I mean I just wrote it this morning.”
“Oh, was it another one of your ‘15 minute wonders’?” she asked.
“Actually, five,” I corrected her, and then took a sip of my water.
