There’s so much passion in his words that I feel the music flowing from his pores.
I wish I were passionate about something.
Anything.
I would love to have something I cared about that much to live for.
“It’s amazing you have this life… something you care so deeply about.”
He smiles. “Yeah, but don’t worry. I have a feeling about you. I’m sure you’re gonna love my music just as much as I do.” Colt winks at me, and I am instantly putty in his hands.
I pull myself together and ask, “What makes you say that?”
“Because everyone loves my music.” He laughs at his own arrogance.
“Seriously? You’re actuallythatup yourself?” I joke.
He shrugs. “Wait till you hear me. Then you’ll understand.” Colt’s eyes look into mine.
My breath catches, and I realize I’ve stopped breathing only a few seconds later. I take a deep breath that sounds more like a gasp, and he starts to chuckle.
“What?” I ask defensively, furrowing my brows.
“Oh, nothing. You’re pretty adorable, actually.” I widen my eyes, staring at him, and he looks back at me in all seriousness. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that. But I do think you don’t give yourself enough credit. Hang out with me for a while, and I will do what I can to help you come out of your shell. I’ll show you a good time and what it means to have fun,real fun, notluncheons and afternoon tea-type fun. But the type of fun where you can let your hair down and be you for a while. Not the person your parentswantyou to be.”
I always knew there was a different way to live my life, the way normal people live, but I never thought I’d get the chance to try it out for myself. “Sounds like fun. I’ll come along tonight. It’ll be my first ever rock concert and my first time hanging with normal people.”
He chuckles. “Well, I’m not sure the people you’ll be hanging with can be classed as ‘normal,’ but they’re definitely different from those you’re used to.”
“Well, seeing the world through a different set of eyes will do me good. You seem nice enough, staying with some drunk girl you just met and trying to help her out. If your people are as nice as you, then maybe this won’t be so difficult after all?”
“See? Already stepping out of your comfort zone. I don’t know much about you, but I can tell this is a big deal. I wanna help you out, but on one condition.”
I purse my lips. “What is it?”
“No more crying. That shit freaks me out, and no more damn vodka tonight. As it is, you’ll be hungover tomorrow, and your mouth’ll be like the Sahara Desert. Take it from someone who knows.” He chuckles to himself.
Something about him puts me at ease. All the emotions from the night before weighed me down, but in half an hour, this stranger has come into my life and made me look at things a little differently.
“I have a big day today, and it’s getting late. I’m gonna let you get some sleep because I need some too.” Colt rolls onto his back.
“Thanks for the chat, and thanks for staying. I know you don’t have to, and it says a lot about you that you’re willing to keep me company until I fall asleep.”
“I couldn’t leave you even if I wanted to. I can’t risk you bawling your eyes out again, keeping us all awake,” he teases.
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
“It’s fine, no apologies necessary. I managed to stop you crying, but now you need to rest those beautiful eyes.”
I can’t help but blush. “Okay, thanks again. You can leave when I fall asleep… if you want to.”
“Goodnight, Daddy’s girl,” he jokes.
I laugh. “Goodnight, wannabe rock god.”
He chuckles, and I look at him one last time, noticing the dog tag he’s wearing and seeing what looks like his band name stamped on them before I close my eyes. Colt starts to hum quietly, the sound soothing, and I instantly relax. We both lie on our backs, our bodies not touching in any way, but there’s a pulse like a wave of energy surging between us, and it’s so overpowering it’s like an inescapable magnet drawing me to him.
At this moment, I know it could be the start of something risky, something foreign and unknown.
