He's The Reason For The Teardrops On My Guitar の小説・ストーリー

So I'll just let the guitar cry, baby 'Cause there's no good in goodbye, babe. Can't let you see them coming down my eyes. So I'll just let the guitar cry baby.

I love baking and cooking and our head Chef, Harry, is always patient teaching me a few things, every now and then. Oh, here comes the chorus!!! I feel my excitement burning up! This is my jam! “He’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star” I belt out in my best version! I give it my all and don’t really care who is still sleeping. I hope this is a nice way for the rest of the house to wake up. I give a little snort. “Hold up!” I’m startled while I’m sprinkling some paprika on the edges of the plate and over the omelettes.

I pleaded, showing him my puppy eyes. "Will you see my family doctor tomorrow?" he replied. I groaned and nodded. "Fine." He grabbed the guitar from his display and sat down on the edge of his bed with it. I sat down beside him and crossed my legs, waiting eagerly to hear the music he played. When he started stringing the chords, the longer I heard it, the more familiar it started to feel, and the music felt incomplete, as if someone else was supposed to sing the vocals. When a certain tune came up, my mouth started moving on its own,

By the water As it glistens You could listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears But remember that I love you, I will forever No matter what happens, To me or you We’ll be together Through the years So as you cry Please listen, To the sound of your tears To the sound of your tears” He finished, Robert stopped strumming. Loving what they had just heard. There was a long pause, he looked around the room at everyone’s faces, He saw Alex and Henry with their mouths open, Emma smiling smugly, Robert grinning. Nicola had tears in her eyes and Richard took a deep breath and puffed out his cheeks. Lucy had both hands over her mouth and tears streaming down her face. James sat down

BLUE LAY ON HIS BED, frowning as he held his guitar. He had just finished playing, but he seemed lost in thought. He couldn’t explain what he was feeling—he simply lost interest in everything since that morning. Even though he had promised Katleya that he would focus on his studies, he couldn’t bring himself to do it because his mind was elsewhere.

My fingertips danced across the strings, translating the whirlwind of emotions within me into a harmonious melody. As I strummed the chords of my guitar, lost in the melody that filled the room, a nagging thought suddenly interrupted the serenity of the moment. Clark, the one who had always managed to annoy me at school, has been ignoring me lately. The realization caught me off guard because, truth be told, I didn't know why it bothered me.

Keep dreaming The next day will be delicious, oh My attention was caught when someone started singing, along with strumming from a guitar. Just keep fighting with your life Surrender is avoided And there... I saw Eli looking at my eyes, smiling as wide, to the best he could. He slowly walked closer to me while still playing and singing. Do not use weapons in war Because the person who has a dream His husky voice made my whole self even crazier. This is his classic old song that he hasn't released. I still remember when he told me that... his main reason for not releasing the song is that... he has someone in his mind that he wants to hear the song sung by him before releasing it to the publi

"I can teach you if you want. I'm pretty good at playing instruments." Does this guy not know who I am? If he continues to be friendly with me, then people might avoid him too. Still, with his current injuries, I can kinda guess that people are already avoiding him for a different reason. "Um, I guess I'm being a bother to you, aren't I?" He said as he laughed a little and scratched the back of his head. "Sorry, I just don't get to talk to people much. I kinda got excited. Even more so when I saw your guitar."

His dark hair hung over one eye, and when he brushed it away, she noticed his eyes were a shade of gray she’d never seen on a person before. He didn’t say anything at all, only took his guitar out of the case, set it aside, put the strap over his head in one fluid motion, and then began to play. Bree recognized the song immediately. It was “Eruption” by Van Halen, arguably the most difficult song to play on guitar, and Zach was killing it. The entire room was silent as the captive audience listened to him play. When he was done, Zach just looked at all of them again without saying anything.

He stumbled, his eyes filled with shock. As he hit the ground, he quickly snapped back into character. He crawled to Natalie and clung to her legs. Tears streamed down his face as he cried, "I'm sorry, Mommy! I'm so sorry! I won't do it again. I promise!" His wails grew louder, raw and unrestrained. That single slap had dragged every ounce of fear from him, leaving it all exposed for the camera. The camera slowly tilted up, shifting focus to Natalie. She was supposed to react immediately to Theodore's sudden breakdown. Instead, she froze for a full ten seconds. The take was ruined.