You Belong With Me On The Piano Novels & Stories

I asked timidly, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear. He responded with a teasing smirk, "I would tell you after you dance with me." "Aren't you coy," I chuckled, playing along. Gently tugging my hand, which he held, he led me dancing, while Mara wolf-whistled. The thumping music enveloped us as Shawn and I became part of the pulsating crowd on the dance floor. Lights flickered and shifted, casting a kaleidoscope of colors over us. The beat of the music reverberated through my body, and I found myself surrendering to the rhythm.

I stand in the middle of the room confused as he let's go and connects his phone to the speakers. Teddy pendergrass plays over the speakers. The song Come on and go with me plays and I can't help but love the smooth rhythm of the song. Xavior reaches for my hand and I hesitate to give him my hand, but I don't want to upset him, so I place my hand in his. He brings me closer to his chest and sways with the music. I follow his moves and we sync together with the music. "I will take you to your friend's house tomorrow" I hear him say over the music. I look up at him shocked that he has agreed to me. "Thank you, but why are you doing this for me?"

I quickly snapped out of it and went to hug Ruby before Margot and I head towards my favourite place; the piano room. As we made our way there, I was more than excited and needless to say that when the humongous white piano came into view, saying that I was happy would be an understatement. Just by looking at it made me widely grin. It had been moved to a different place where auditions and concerts were held. I quickly rushed down the velvety stairs and sat on the chair in front of the piano. I could feel the urge to play building up and I couldn't wait anymore. Margot was still looking at the place in utter awe and I did not bother to disturb her. I caressed the keys and could already imag

Completes the meaning. I start to let my fingers experiment on the piano. Different sounds. The tune changes from sad to more melancholic. I close my eyes and whisper. "Cole, please come back. Please Stay." I exhale and stop playing. My tears rolls down uncontrollably, but I let them. They are not sad tears, nor joyful, they are a release, a release of all the emotions I have pent up to this point in time. All the drama, everything. The piano always did that for me, it was cathartic, the only way I could really move on emotionally.

'The best love is the kind that awakens the soul; that makes us reach for more, that plants the fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds. That’s what I hope to give you forever, you are what I need in my life. You are my one.' Still On The Remembrance: "You mean this statues will come to life and be at my command once I beat this old drum." Paul said as he pointed at the dusty drum. He was surprised.

the man beside me said, grinning at me, “I’ll have vodka too” Was he waiting for me to arrive? I shoved the thought out of my head as quickly as it came, then I blushed a little. The bartender smiled, as she stretched to fetch a bottle of vodka, and two shot glasses. “what is beautiful lady like you doing in a bar, all by yourself?” the man beside me asked My eyes wondered to his fingers, he was married, “the same reason you are here, to have a drink” I sounded rude, but I didn’t care. I was there to get wasted and the least I needed was a distraction.

It's prepared by my mum I knew instantly. "Come on. You can start eating," she said as she said a silent and soft prayer. I nodded my head gently, and reached for the cutleries on the wooden table. I picked it up , and we all ate in silence, only the sound of the clinging plates could be heard.

the third voice said, a bit more gently, “she tops the charts too. She just needs to believe it. Girl’s got talent.” That was enough. Ava quietly slipped out, walked back to her desk, and tried to shake it off. But their voices followed her ringing in her ears, stubborn and clinging. She hated being shy. Hated how it made her blend in when all she wanted was to stand out. However, the third person's words gave her solace, settling in her chest like a tiny anchor. It didn't fix everything but knowing someone out there was rooting for her strengthen her resolve in winning the competition.

"You are the only one who's thinking like this because you keep on holding on to the past and you have refused to let things go" He moved closer to her. "Come with me, Tina. You are not going to be alone. I'll be with you... I will always be with you because I love you. But I need you too, baby... This is a big deal for me and you are not going to be by my side? It just doesn't feel right to do this without you... You were with me when I started, remember? You should be with me now too... I can wait for you to get dressed so we can go together... Say you will come honey"

"Then, how about texts on your phone?" Gabriella shook her head. "My head would hurt if I stared at it for a long time. Is there something going on at the company?" "No." Henry lowered his gaze. "Have a few more days of rest." "Okay." Gabriella scanned her surroundings. "This restaurant looks great. The pianist is amazing. I wonder what piece this is." "Ballade for Adeline by Paul Senneville." Gabriella looked at him in awe. "You know music as well?"