Everlong**oneshot**Everlong
An acoustic guitar strums in the other room. James Mccorey, my favorite guitarist ever, is practicing on his favorite acoustic guitar. Her name is Stellaluna, but he would never admit it out loud. He'd told me in secret.
A voice sings in the other room. Aiden Whyatt, my favorite singer ever, is practicing with James. His voice is the most amazing voice you will ever hear. It could bring out feelings you never knew you had, the feelings of confusion, sorrow, hatred, adoration, admiration, and...love.
I'm in love with Aiden.
I go into the other room. They both glance at me and return to what they were doing, neither one skipping a note. I watch as james's paws move seamlessly over the guitar neck, and watch aiden's vocal chords vibrate against his deep brown fur.
aiden notices me watching, and smiles. He knows I know what song they're singing. Every single word. He motions for me to join in. He knows I know how to sing, not as good as him, never as good as him, but good enough.
I shake my head. Together, the harmony in the room is perfection, and I wouldn't want to disrupt it. I don't say any of this out loud.
He gets up from where he's singing, not a note out of place, and takes my paw, turning me. We waltz through the room, and he just keeps singing. He finally coaxes my dry voice out, and I sing with him.
The moment is tooperfect. Even with james there watching, there was nothing better then this moment. The song ends, but the guitar doesn't james plays us on.
james looks into my eyes, boars gaping holes of lust in my head. He is my focus, and I am his, and in this moment, that's all we are.
The guitar stops, much sooner then it should, much sooner then it needed too. james gets up and leaves the room, but I don't see him. Neither does aiden. We're too busy focusing. Focusing and focusing.
We stop. We stare at each other. An knowing silence slithers between us, and the air is filled with us, with me and him. He bridges the gap between our lips.
His soft lips collide with mine, pressed as close as possible. Our eyes close and we breath through each other. Everytime he tried to pull away, I'd breath, "No." His lips would press back to mine.
The heat came from both of us and circled us in the middle. I didn't want to let go of this moment ever. Ever.
But we did, slowly. He pulled away and then looked at the space between us. "You...I...We....Us....Together."
I smiled, but couldn't say anything just press out lips together again.
Hello
I've waited here for you
Everlong
Tonight
I throw myself into
And out of the red, out of her head she sang
Come down
And waste away with me
Down with me
Slow how
You wanted it to be
I'm over my head, out of her head she sang
And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again
The only thing I'll ever ask of you
You've got to promise not to stop when I say when
She sang