Listen to goodbyes by Sam Smith.
"How would you feel if you were ditched by someone that claimed to love you?" I asked, anger flashing in my eyes.
"Uhm-" he was about to talk, but I cut him off.
"Is it fair?" I breathed heavily. He scratched his hair and looked at me, totally confused.
"You couldn't even phone me." I used my index finger to poke me chest. The tears I had been holding, fell out spoiling my eye liner. "You couldn't text me to say you wouldn't make it. You left me there till this time!"
"What are you talking about?" He asked, scrunching up his face.
"I'm sorry." I stammered, staring at my feet. "I'm sorry I got mad and walked out,
Listen to send my love to your new lover by AdeleLogan looked at me apologetically, but I returned it with scornful eyes. Logan held my arm to pull me up, but I snatched it from his grip and dusted my butt."This is my daughter, Nicole and this is Chris." Mother introduced me to them. "Nicole Chris, meet Mr and Mrs Hart."Nice to meet you." Mr Chris shook Mr and Mrs Hart."Hello Mr and Mrs Hart." I smiled at them, ignoring Logan."You're your mother's replica." She said sweetly and pinched my cheeks.We settled on our chairs and sadly, I was sitting opposite Logan. I'd just keep my head down and my eyes would be plainly on my plate. There were
Listen to friends by Blake Shelton.I knocked on mother's door, preparing my sorry speech. My conscience judged me for the way I spoke to her the other day. I knocked again--no reply.I pushed the door and let myself in. "Mom?" I called out to her, scanning her room that was painted in purple.The white sheets were rumpled and her phone laid plainly on the bed. I glanced at the bathroom door and decided to check there. Slowly, I twisted the door knob and pushed it open."Mom, what's wrong?" I asked my mother who was sitting on a little black round thing in the bathroom. It looked like a chair without arms. Her head was in her right hand.I went closer and noticed a pregnancy test stick in h
Part two~~**~~Listen to no place I'd rather be by clean bandit.I focused my orbs on the screen and stuffed popcorn into my mouth. This was the only place I didn't bother about the crowd. Damon was seated beside me, eating out of his own popcorn bucket.I was so excited today when he told me we were going to the cinema to watch spider man; home coming. I always wanted to see it, but never did for some reasons unexplainable. I couldn't explain why I always saw movies late--locke and key was the only new movie I saw on time.I watched as the main character tried to use his spider webs to put the ship back together."So about that talk," Damon leaned closer and w
Listen to coming home by dirty money.We landed at noon and the seat belt sign went off. I unbuckled my seat belt-Damon did the same. My hands pulled down my carry on, which was a nude fancy backpack and strapped it on both shoulders. I was feeling giddy, my stomach tied itself into knots.We left the runway and made it inside the airport."All passengers arriving from New York are to claim their baggages from carousel 3." The voice of a female announced from the speakers.I walked beside Damon to the baggage claim with a dried throat, constantly glancing behind my shoulders. We stood, waiting for our boxes to slide out."Are you okay?" Damon asked with a hand around my shoulders."Yeah." I nodded with a shaky smile."You'll be fine. I'm here with you." He kissed my cheek and rubbed my shoulder.Finally, our boxes were in
My mouth slightly opened and the Pringles slipped out of my hand to the ground. He bent to pick it up, while I involuntarily covered my mouth with my hand.He stood up and I noticed his curls. He still had his curls! My eyes lingered on his face. He was unlined and fresh faced. How was he still looking young? He looked a bit older, but it was pretty hard to tell his age."Sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." He smiled again, showing off his pearly whites."Emmet?" I squinted my eyes and took a step forward."Oh, wow! She speaks." He stared at the floor and rubbed the back of his neck. "Wait, how did you know my name? Don't tell me I wore my name tag out." He glanced down at his shirt and wiped invisible sweat off his forehead. "Phew!""You don't recognize me?" I asked a stupid question."Uhm, you look a bit familiar. I'm not sure." He combed his curls with his fingers.
My eyes unconsciously searched the park for the nearest hiding spot. My eyes widened more--I was too late and I couldn't run with another woman's baby.I averted my gaze to the baby in my arms. His eyes were big and bottle green. I buried the hatchet a long time ago, but she was the last person on my list to-hell! She wasn't even in my list to start with. My subconscious scolded me for still letting her presence affect me after how many years.The baby moved again, scratching his nose with his chubby hands. She stood beside me, but I pretended not to see her."Oh, you have a baby now." She pursed her lips--her voice was laced with sarcasm. "I'm not surprised. After growing up with a-" she covered her mouth and widened her eyes.The b
Listen to one way or another by Blondie."You couldn't tell her she was hurting you?" I asked after I pulled myself together."I didn't want to hurt her feelings at first," he started. "I had to lie I needed to pee, but she was like no. It's not pee its-""Euw! Can you not defile my ears?""Shut up Nicki." He rolled his eyes. "As I was saying, she said it was... You know and that I should do it in her mouth.""You should have just told her.""Oh, yes I did. She left angrily." He sighed.I scoffed, wondering why she left angrily when he all he did was to say the fact.
Listen to together by Sia."What are you doing here?" I asked. He opened his mouth to talk, but I interrupted him. "I'll be right back."I banged the door in his face and ran to get a towel with the crying baby in my arms."Don't cry." I rocked him and scanned the place for Molly. She was no where to be found.I placed him in a baby rocker and quickly put my hair under the sink and ran the water.Hastily, I made it for the door and let him in."Hi." He beamed, clearly happy to see me again."Hi." I laughed nervously and shook the baby rocker to calm Molly's brother down. "This is not my child.""I know." He laughed.Suddenly, Molly dashed outside the house and I regretted leaving the door ajar."Molly!" I exclaimed, feeling the signs of a slight headache. "Molly!!!" I screamed, fearing