6Disclaimer: I do not own Wesley & Keaton Stromberg from Emblem3, or any songs/lyrics mentioned. I only own my OC, Nichelle.
Sooooooooooooo...I apologize for this chapter being over two years late, lmao. For those who don't know, college is hella stressful. Although, I did have free time over the breaks, I was still going through writer's block, and even then I was still trying to write this chapter but couldn't finish it lol. But I'm back now (kinda sorta). I recently joined a sorority, and it takes a lot of time and dedication, but I love it and my seesters! :D
Here is the first quote:
"If someday I come to your thoughts, then remember me as the girl who really did love you…Even if you didn't." – Unknown
So, with that, here's chapter 4. :D
Sunday morning, I was still curled up in my bed, sleeping peacefully, until my phone decided to rudely wake me up at 9:30.
"Damn phone. Waking me up before I could finish my dream," I grumbled as I moved to turn off the alarm. I fumbled around a bit under my covers since I seemed to have gotten tangled in them throughout the night.
Once I was finally free from my sheets, I tumbled out of the bed and went to the bathroom to get ready. A few minutes later, I stepped out and went over to my closet and dug through the many piles of clothes in search of something decent to wear.
After an hour of digging and searching, I finally found a pair of purple skinny jeans, a purple vest over a blue tank-top, and my purple and blue zip-up combat boots. I looked at the time to see that it was 10:45 and began rushing to get dressed.
As soon as I finished zipping my left boot, the doorbell rang. I jerked my head up in surprise, and without thinking about who it could be, I (literally) flew out of my room to the front door and hovered above the floor before I looked through the peephole and realized that it was Wesley on my doorstep. I quickly landed on my feet and opened the door to greet Wes.
He had his hand poised in a fist, ready to knock on the door when I opened it. Wes was startled for a second, but then regained his composure and smiled his signature smile.
I looked over his attire and noticed that it was almost similar to what I wore yesterday. He had on a grey sleeveless hoodie over a red shirt, blue jeans, and red Converse high-tops. I looked back up at Wes, smiled, and stepped aside to let him into the house.
I shut the door after him and turned around to see him standing directly in front of me, staring so intensely.
I was slightly taken aback, but didn't think anything of it and began to speak. "Hey. You okay?" I asked him with a concerned look on my face.
He stared at me for a few seconds until he finally snapped out of whatever trance he was in and glanced back at me curiously. "Yeah. Why'd you ask?"
Hmm. He must not have realized he was staring at me. "Oh, no reason. I thought something was wrong." I excused myself and moved around him to go back to my room to grab my purse and keys.
I came back downstairs to let Wes know that I was ready to leave, but he wasn't where I left him. I walked towards the kitchen to see if he was there, only to hear footsteps behind me. I quickly turned around and was startled once again to see Wes behind me.
I gasped and was about to step back but ended up tripping over my feet and was beginning to fall backwards.
I closed my eyes and waited for the impact of my back to hit the floor before I felt two strong arms circle themselves around my waist. My eyes shot open to see Wesley's face close to mine, and he had a small blush across his cheeks. I felt my face heat up also, as we continued to stare at each other.
After a few minutes, a smile was playing on the corners of Wesley's lips, then he pulled me up and unwrapped his arms from my waist. I looked down, with the blush still on my face and feeling a little embarrassed until I heard a sound. I glanced up and noticed Wes biting on his lower lip, trying not to laugh.
He couldn't hold it in any longer and finally burst out laughing. Seeing him laugh like that had me busting at the seams, as well. Our laughter was starting to die down, and when we were done, we both stared at each other trying to control our breathing with smiles on our faces.
Wesley was the first to speak when his breathing was back to normal. "Heh. Are you okay?" He asked.
I was still calming my racing heart, so it took me a while to answer. "Yeah. I'm fine. Thanks for catching me," I responded.
"No problem. You ready to go?"
"Yes. Let's go."
We walked to the door, and he opened it to let me go first before shutting it and waiting for me to lock it. He walked me to his car and opened the passenger door, then closed it after I got in.
As soon as Wes was in the driver's seat and strapped in, he pulled out of the driveway and drove off.
"So. What are we going to do once we get to your house?" I asked after a few minutes of silence.
Wes glanced at me from the corner of his eye then looked back at the road, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. "I was hoping that I could play and sing a couple of songs for you, and you could also meet Keaton before he runs off somewhere." He paused and looked back over to me to see my reaction, only for his smirk to grow wider when he saw my eyes and mouth wide open. "Or we could just skip that all together, and I could show you -"
"No, no!" I interrupted, waving my hands in front of my face. "That's fine! I would love to meet Keaton and to hear you sing!" I covered my mouth and looked down sheepishly. "I mean, um, sorry." I blushed at my sudden outburst.
Wes chuckled softly and reached over to grab my hand in his. "Haha, it's fine. We'll be at the house soon." He looked over and shot me a quick smile before turning back to the road.
It was quiet the rest of the way to Wes' house, and when we got there, I saw a boy practicing flips on his skateboard. I stepped out of his car when it was in park and began walking up to the boy, finally recognizing him as Keaton. I opened my mouth to speak when-
"Hey, Keaton!"
Okay. I'm pretty sure I didn't say that. I turned around and realized that it was Wes who had spoken.
"'Sup, bro!" Keaton yelled back. He then turned his eyes to me and gave me a confused smile. "Who's this?"
Wesley smiled brightly and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. "This here is Nichelle. She just moved to the city of Townsville with her brother." He leaned in a little and whispered, "She's the one I was telling you about that I've been showing around."
Keaton looked between the both of us and smiled just as bright as Wes did. I blushed 'cause I wasn't used to having so much attention. "Hi. Nice to meet you, Keaton." I greeted and smiled back at him.
"You, too. Well, big bro, if you don't need me for anything, I'm going to go see what Drew is up to. Catch ya later." Keaton bid his farewell, winked, and skateboarded away. We waved after him and started walking to the house.
Wes opened the door and closed it after we stepped in. "So. Now that I've met your brother, what are we doing next?" I asked Wes as he led me up the stairs.
He didn't answer me until we reached what I assumed was his room. "Well, I did say I was going to sing to you, didn't I?" He responded, as he looked back at me with a small smirk before opening the door.
I walked into his room and saw that it was cleaner than Seth's room would ever be. I heard the door being closed as I looked around the room and saw that Wes had a small drum set, microphone, and a guitar in one corner, and a keyboard in the other.
I could feel Wes' eyes watching me as I went over and picked the guitar up.
"So, Mr. Rockstar," I started when I turned back to face him with a smile. "What songs are you going to sing for me today?"
He began to walk towards me, grabbed his guitar from my hands, and strummed a few chords. "Hmm. How about I play the melody to each song and you can guess the name, then I'll start singing them, huh?"
I thought it over and nodded my head, smiling widely. "Okay! That seems fun." I went to sit on his bed while he strapped the guitar around the front of his body.
Wesley looked off into space before his fingers began picking at the strings, creating the melody to the first song.
I instantly recognized the tune and excitedly shouted the name. "One Day!"
I smiled happily because I got it right, and then Wes started to sing and play the chorus.
Sometimes in my tears I drown
I won't ever, ever let it get me down
And when negativity surrounds
I know someday this will all turn around because
All my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
For the people to say
That we don't want to fight no more
And there'll be no more wars
And our children will play
One Day, One day
One Day, One day
One Day, One day
One Day, One day
He stopped singing and bowed as I clapped giddily. "Encore! Encore!" I said jokingly.
"Alrighty. Here's the next one." His fingers strummed at the strings again, but this one was a little tough.
He continued to play the song until it reached its final note. I was stumped. "So, did you figure it out?" He asked, smirking at the look on my face. I shook my head in defeat. "Haha, would it help if I sung the hook?"
"Yes, please," I agreed eagerly.
"Haha, okay." Without the help of his guitar, he sang the hook with his melodic voice.
You spend all night lookin' down at your phone
Girl, you need to get over it (you need to get over it, yeah)
Just one kiss then we both go with the flow
I'm a help you get over it (help you get over it, yeah)
Suddenly, it came to me. "Oh. Oh! It's 'Nothing to Lose'. I don't know how I didn't recognize that one," I stated, mentally slapping myself on the forehead. Wes only smiled and continued to play more songs from his first album.
After 30 minutes of guessing the names of the songs, Wes suggested that I sing a song. "Oh, gosh, no. You do NOT want to hear me sing. I sound like a laughing hyena," I told him, trying to back out of singing.
"Aww, come on. I'm sure you sound amazing," he spoke, trying to comfort me.
I sat there, mulling it over in my head, and decided that I should just get it over with. "Okay, fine. But it's your funeral." I ignored his obnoxious laughter as I walked to the microphone.
I took a few deep breaths and began to sing "Everytime We Touch" by Cascada, the Yanou's Candlelight Mix version.
Ohhh, mmm
I still hear your voice, when you sleep next to me
I still feel your touch in my dream
Forgive me my weakness, but I don't know why
Without you it's hard to survive
'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last
Need you by my side
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static
And everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can't you feel my heart beat so, I can't let you go
Want you in my life
At this point, Wes chimed in on his keyboard, picking up on the tune of the song.
Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky
They wipe away tears that I cry
Ohhh, the good and the bad times, we've been through them all
You make me rise, when I fall
'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
And everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last
Need you by my side
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static
Everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can't you feel my heart beat so, I can't let you go
Want you in my life
Everytime we touch, I get this feeling
Everytime we kiss, I swear I could fly
Can't you feel my heart beat fast, I want this to last
Need you by my side
'Cause everytime we touch, I feel the static
Everytime we kiss, I reach for the sky
Can't you feel my heart beat so, I can't let you go
Want you in my life
I held the note as the last keystroke resounded off the walls. I opened my eyes after having closed them halfway through the song. I noticed Wes was staring at me with wide eyes and his mouth slightly agape. I blushed and was beginning to feel uncomfortable under his gaze.
"What? Why are you staring at me like that?" I asked nervously. I was starting to panic in my head. Did I sound horrible? Was my voice as bad as I thought? Does he want me to leave? Oh, I wish he would say something. ANYTHING! Oh, wait, I think he is saying something.
"Wow. You sound amazing, beautiful even. I have never heard a voice, such as yours, in my life," he told me with awe in his voice. "And you said you sound like a laughing hyena." He snorted and rolled his jokingly.
I stared at him, shocked. No one has ever complimented me on my singing before. Usually, it would be "Who told you you could sing? You sound awful," or "Where did you learn to sing from, the monkeys at the zoo?" That's why I've never sung in front of anyone, unless it was Seth when he's feeling down, or if I'm by myself. But hearing Wes say that made me happy.
I didn't realize how deep in thought I was until I felt Wes' thumb rubbing my cheek. "Hey, are you okay? Why are you crying? Was it something I said? I didn't mean to make you upset, I-"
"No, no, it's okay. I'm okay," I interrupted. I didn't know I was crying. "It's just, I never had anyone say nice things about my voice before. Someone always had something mean to say about my singing, but hearing how genuine you sounded made me feel slightly confident in myself." I was looking in his eyes and finally felt the tears falling down my cheeks. I smiled and reached my hand up to wipe the rest of my tears away.
Wes smiled back and kissed my forehead. "So. Did you want to sing another song, or did you want to do something else?" He asked me.
I thought about what I wanted to do. "Hmm. I want to sing another song, but this time I want it to be a duet," I told him.
"Okay, cool. What did you have in my mind?" He asked about to pick up his guitar.
"You're going to have to use your keyboard for this one," I stated. He stared at me in confusion but went to the keyboard anyway.
As he sat down, I told him that we should sing "At the Beginning" by Richard Marx and Donna Lewis. His eyes lit up, and he began pressing buttons and switching dials on his keyboard to match the tune of the song and began to play.
I went up to the mic and started to sing.
[Me]: We were strangers, starting out on a journey
Never dreaming, what we'd have to go through
Now here we are, and I'm suddenly standing
At the beginning with you
[Wes]: No one told me I was going to find you
Unexpected, what you did to my heart
When I lost hope, you were there to remind me
[Both]: This is the start
[Both]: And life is a road, and I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing
Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning
I'll be there when the storm is through
In the end, I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you
At this part, Wes got up, leaving the keyboard to continue the tune, and started to dance with me while also singing.
[Me]: We were strangers, on a crazy adventure
[Wes]: Never dreaming, how our dreams would come true
[Both]: Now here we stand, unafraid of the future
At the beginning with you
[Both]: And life is a road, and I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing
Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning
I'll be there when the storm is through
In the end, I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you
[Both]: Knew there was somebody, somewhere
Like me alone in the dark
Now I know my dream will live on
I've been waiting so long
Nothing's gonna tear us apart
Wes twirled us around his room, as we continued to sing to our hearts' content.
[Both]: And
[Wes]: Life is a road, and I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing
[Both]: Life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey
I'll be there when the world stops turning
I'll be there when the storm is through
In the end, I wanna be standing
At the beginning with you
[Both]: Life is a road, and I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep going...
[Wes]: On
[Me]: Starting out on a journey
[Both]: Life is a road, and I wanna keep going
Love is a river, I wanna keep flowing
In the end, I wanna be standing
At the beginning...
With you
When the song came to an end, we were in this weird, but comfortable pose. Wes had one arm wrapped around my waist while the other was cupping my right cheek, and I had both of my hands clutching his shoulders. Our faces were really close to each other's that our noses were almost touching again. I could feel the heat return to my face again as he began to rub his thumb across my cheek. He smirked and leaned forward to plant a small kiss on my forehead, then pulled away and grabbed one of my hands to give it a light kiss, as well.
"You're a great dancer, Elle," he said.
I blushed harder and shook my head. "Oh, you're just saying that. I was just trying not to trip over my feet," I objected.
He looked at me with an eyebrow raised, and then started to laugh. I joined in, and we continued to laugh for a few minutes.
The laughter died when Wes asked if I was hungry since he heard my stomach rumble.
I smiled slightly and nodded my head. He smiled back and led me to the kitchen where we discussed the rest of today's plans.
Hope this chapter was good. :]
Anyway, here's the second quote:
"That I love you. That I loved you all along. And I miss you. Been far away for far too long. I keep dreaming you'll be with me. And you'll never go. Stop breathing if I don't see you anymore." – Far Away by Nickelback
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Jazzy out. ;)