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justherekinda · 7 years

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Soulmates? Eh.

Do you believe in soulmates? No, not the stupid oh my god I can’t leave this person ever in my whole life. The actual soulmates, where life isn’t complete until you two are together. Usually that’s what all girls believe in. But not me, I’m Annabell, Anna for short. I don’t believe in that whole soulmate idea. I have been stuck seeing black and white for 19 years due to that soulmate idea. Oh yeah, didn’t I mention you can’t see color until you and your soulmate have touched? And guess who still can’t see color? Yep, me; Anna Walker, a 19 year old who is going to be a freshman in college. Let’s just hope that I don’t have to take Art in college.

All my friends have been able to see color for a while now. I’ve sort of given up the idea of seeing color for a while now, I am just trying to make life the best it can be before I’m strapped down with a ‘soulmate’. So, that’s how I ended up here. I’m standing in front of an arena a few hours before a concert. I’ve been waiting my whole life to see, 5 Seconds of Summer, they’ve been around since I was a sophomore in High School. Lets hope these front row tickets can make my summer a bit more vividr; even in black and white.

I could feel my adrenaline build up as I stood in the front row, my heart racing and my hands getting shaky. I highly doubted anybody would get here for a while, I just wanted to make sure I didn’t get trampled on the way in. I shook my head, feeling the stupidity of arriving to a hot arena many hours before the actual show. My mind began to drift off; did all bandmates already see color? Am I honestly still the only person who can’t? I kicked the front of the barricade that cut the fans off from their idols. It was mostly out of frustration, and I guess someone splashing water on me was what I needed to snap me out of my frustration. I wiped off the splatter of water that hit my nose, looking up with a pure look of confusion on my face. I was met with a slanted smile with a half full water bottle in his hand. I stood with my mouth gaping open as I saw who he actually was.

“Sorry love, you looked kinda heated.”

Gaining my composure, I shook the water off my hand and said, with a smirk taking over my face, “If you wanted to get me wet, theres many other options than this.”

He laughed, one singular laugh before sharing the same kind of smirk I had on my face.

“Oh love, like you can tell me I haven’t made you wet plenty of times.”

I could feel the heat rush to my face, my stomach was turning at his words. I shook my head before replying, “Wow, not only can he write lyrics he can make dirty comebacks as well!”

I heard him crack his knuckles, acting as if he were cocky before saying, “I’m a man with many talents, or so I’m told.”

“By who? Your groupies?”

He gasped, dramatically, falling down onto his knees so his eyes could lock with mine.

“Me? Groupies? Nah, I don’t roll that way. But ya know, the guitarist on the other hand…” He drifted off

I rolled my eyes before falling back into my seat, glancing down at my nails; trying to show how I’m totally not freaking out.

“Ah, am I boring you already love?”

This made me look up at him, the smirk growing back on my lips. “Don’t you need to rehearse or something?”

“Hmm, as long as you agree to letting me see you after the show?” The smirk disappeared from his lips, replaced by a soft smile. A smile that made me feel like I could possibly trust him? I felt myself nod, slowly agreeing to let him see me after. What else do I have to do on a Friday night? A grin took over his face, pushing himself up to a stand. He turned on his heel to walk backstage before I heard him call back to me over his shoulder. “Oh! I never got your name?” I laughed, shaking my head before calling back. “Annabell but most people call me Anna.” That smirk grew upon his face again, yelling back to me as his body disappeared. “Guess I’m calling you Annabell then.”

You could say the show was…..eventful. Luke wouldn’t stop staring at me the whole time he was performing. Of course the girls beside me thought he was winking at them but they also flashed him so maybe he was. Every time he’d wink at me, I being the oh so loving girl I am and would flip him off each time.

All he’d do in reply is smirk and mouth, “You wish.” Which usually resulted in an eye roll from me. He’s something else, I’ll give him that.

I waited as everyone cleared out, my eyes observing the many bras scattered across the stage. I still don’t understand how girls could do that? I mean those bras are so fucking expensive. I shook my head as I reached down to grab the water that I kept under my seat through the whole show. Okay yeah I was too busy gazing at Luke to think of my own thirst. Sue me. I gulped down the water as Luke finally decided to make his appearance again. I finished the bottle as I threw it at him, him catching it with ease.

“You throw like a girl,” He commented, tossing the empty bottle into the trash can. “Now that’s how you throw something.” I shook my head, my eyes narrowing with a raised brow.

“Come on lets go back to my dressing room, your feet are probably aching.” I nodded as he motioned to the stairs to get the stage. I finally got a good look at him up close, his jawline was a lot sharper in person than when it was plastered on covers of huge

Security and the rest of the bandmates were also staring at me! I adverted my eyes to the floor as Luke led me into his room he got dressed in I suppose. My eyes finally raised oncemore we entered the room and I heard Luke click the door shut. The room was a mess, clothes scattered everywhere along with pizza boxes? Weren’t celebrities supposed to eat healthy so they could you know, have energy? I chuckled under my breath at the thoughts that ate at my mind, finally meeting the eyes of Luke who showed a pure sign of amusement.

“Come sit. I don’t bite….hard,” He said as he bit his lip ring, it glimmering in the light.

I let a small smile creep onto my lips as I sat down beside him. Still not quite touching him; I didn’t want to be pushy. I laid back on the arm of the couch, his eyes observing my every move. I couldn’t really say anything though, seeing as I was doing the exact thing to him. My only wish was that I could see him in color.

I snapped out of my own thoughts once I saw his lips moving; realizing he was actually talking.

“Oh, uh sorry what’d you say?” Letting out a chuckle, feeling the heat creep onto my cheeks.

His laugh echoed through the room, a grin falling onto his face as he repeated, “Where are you from? I can tell that you’re obviously not from around here, Ms. American accent.”

I shook my head, looking over at him, “Okay, I’m from the states but also on vacation here due to you know, your show.”

He nodded, our eyes still examining eachother.

“What made you get into music?” I felt myself ask before I could stop myself.

I watched as he sighed, a slight aura falling upon him that seemed to sadden his discomposure? I felt my bottom lip go between my teeth as I watched him think over an answer in his mind. Before he could answer, I spoke up again, “You don’t have to tell me if it’s too personal, I know how it is to have some things you just want to keep to yourself.”

“No, no, it’s okay. For some reason, I feel like I can actually tell you this..” He smiled at my honesty before shaking his head.

“Have you ever been told you have a trusting feel about you? Anyways, I started music because my girlfriend at the time loved my music and she sorta inspired me. So I posted a few videos of just me on YouTube and eventually formed a band in my hometown. We posted covers and then got asked about two years later about going on as an opening act. As I was about to go on that tour my girlfriend…”

I watched as I heard him take in a slight breath, feeling my heart sort of ache. He paused for a moment and begins again.

“My girlfriend, she killed herself. Yeah, she wasn’t my soulmate but damn I loved her. I went into a deep depression and ended up not going on that tour. I stopped music at the time till I found a letter from her. I’ll skip you the sappy details but she mostly said she wanted me to continue my dream and write about her. So I called up the band who we were supposed to open for, convinced them to take us back and now here we are. A band of 24-27 year olds living life to the fullest.”

To say I was shocked was an understatement, I was blown away. I begin to imagine how he felt, the words not forming. He just sat and looked amused at my reaction. He didn’t seem sad anymore, he seemed more alive than he had been in most photographs.

“How’d you get through it..?” I murmured, not being able to make my voice go above a whisper.

He smiled that makes multiple girls swoon daily and shrugged. “I put the passion and hurt into my music.”

I nodded, feeling his eyes still on me as I looked up at him with a raised eyebrow; smiling playfully. “What?”

“You’re just so beautiful, but I’m sure you get that a lot.” As he leaned towards me, our faces not yet touching but extremely close. I felt my cheeks begin to grow warm as I swallowed, feeling my pulse race in my ears

He tilted his head, looking completely confused as his eyes never left mine. “Can you see color, Annabell?” I felt my head shake no, keeping my eyes on his as he nodded. I bit my lip as he glanced down to them.

His voice got extremely soft along with his eyes as he spoke to me, “I don’t usually do this, please believe that, but I want to try something..” I felt his body shift closer to mine, not fully touching. I could feel the ache in my bones for him to touch me, to feel his calloused fingers brush across my face.

He moved close, where I could feel his breath on the tip of my lips. “Don’t move,” he muttered lowly to me. Before I could even think, his lips were on mine and I felt something burst inside of me; I had never felt like this before. My eyes closed as soon as his lips met mine, feeling his hands gently caress my face. Our lips moved in sync, as if our bodies have met one another before.We broke apart and gasped as though we hadn’t had air in ages. My eyes opened and I felt myself gasp. The room; it was no longer black and white. It was a light blue with a grey carpet that was obviously stained and it was truly one of the most beautiful things I have ever seen. That was until I looked in front of me. Standing before me was someone who I could finally see clearly for the first time. His hair, laid in slight curls with a deep blonde color. His skin, laced with a beautiful pink hue that danced across his cheeks. His eyes were the one thing I couldn’t bare to look away from. They were the type of bright blue that were so light it was like you could look into them forever and never find the end. They held a softness in them that I couldn’t see before.

“Can you seem them too?” he murmured softly, making me break the trance I felt under him. I nodded my head and not being able to form words once again. His beautiful soft lips met mine, his large hands running through my hair as he held me close to him. It was as if time slipped away. He pulled away.

“I never knew colors would be so….bright”

He chuckled softly, holding my face between his

calloused hands; they felt just as I imagined they would.

“Annabell.. my soulmate.” he said softly, his words dancing through my ears.

I quietly giggled, leaning up to brush our lips together again gently. “Anna.. it’s just Anna.”

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