‘So how are things?’ he asked.
Roger had been busy with work and spending time with Cathy this week and we hadn’t had time to catch up, so he’d offered to come over for breakfast.
‘Wrote a couple of new songs this week,’ I said, as I sat beside him.
‘Amazing!’
‘Yeah,’ I said flatly.They hadn’t flowed as easily as they did when I was at the hotel.With Halle. ‘I called in a couple of favours and I should be able to get some studio time next week.’
‘So why do you sound so goddamn miserable?’
I shrugged, knowing exactly why, but not wanting to say it out loud.
Ever since I’d walked out of that villa I’d felt like shit.
Halle put her heart on the line by asking me to move in with her and I’d crushed it.I’d walked away like a coward.
Okay, maybe that was harsh.
I didn’t walk away because I was scared.I did it because I didn’t think it was fair to ask her to be with me whilst my life was still such a mess.
But I’d regretted doing it ever since.
I should feel happy.I was staying in a multi-million-dollar mansion for at least another three weeks.
I had studio time next week.
Thanks to all the songs I’d written at the hotel and the others I’d managed to write I had almost ten tracks to record.The ones I’d written this week were pretty depressing and mainly focused on how much I missed Halle, but despite my sadness, I’d still forced myself to put pen to paper.I could never have dreamt of being in this position a few weeks ago.
So yeah, things were finally looking up on the career front.
But despite that, my life felt hollow.Like a shell.An empty cave.
I’d even listened to the playlist she’d made me and when I heard the songs, my heart swelled.The hateful tracks at the beginning when she assumed I was in love with myself made me laugh, but the later additions showed that she was into me, just like I was into her.
‘You miss her, don’t you?’ Roger said, somehow reading my thoughts.
‘Yeah,’ I admitted.I couldn’t bottle it up any longer.‘Like crazy.All of this,’ I gestured around the room, ‘and the songs and the possibilities don’t mean shit without her.’
‘What you gonna do about it?’
I stared at Roger as his question played on repeat in my brain.
He was right.I needed to do something.
Right now.
Without saying a word, I jumped off the stool, raced to the bedroom, opened my suitcase and pulled out the envelope Halle had given me.
Liam had arranged for the house to be stocked with groceries and all the essentials so I hadn’t needed to spend a penny.
This cash was enough to buy me a plane ticket.
I’d said before that my life was in LA, but I was wrong.
My life was with Halle.
I needed to see her.
