Hidden Desire

Chapter 10: Together

I said to Spot, "Okay...now what..." Spot shrugged and pulled me close to him. I said, "Okay...I need to go to Irving Hall." Spot asked, "Why?" I replied as I went downstairs him following, "Need to preform." Spot nodded, "Want me ta walk ya theah?" I shook my head, "Don't you have Brooklyn to go to now?" Spot smiled and said, "Ise love ya." I said, "Yeah, I know now go and I will see you at Irving hall." Spot kissed me and left. I then walked to Irving hall. I asked Medda, "When do I go up?" Medda said, "Uh...how bout right now?" I nodded and headed toward stage where I saw Spot and the Manhattan newsies. Spot looked up at me and smirked. His way of saying break a leg...or maybe it was just a smirk I don't know...I sat on my usual stool and said to the crowd in front of me, "Okay I'm gonna sing Emergency." I began:

I think we have an emergency,

I think we have an emergency

If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong

'cause I won't stop holding on

So are you listening, so are you watching me?

If you thought I'd leave then you were wrong

'cause I won't stop holding on

This is an emergency, so are you listening?

And I can't pretend that I don't see this

Its really not your fault, and no one cares to talk about it, to take about it

'cause I've seen love die

Way too many times

When it deserved to be alive

And I've seen you cry

Way too many times

When you deserve to be alive, alive

So you give up every chance you get

Just to feel new again

I think we have an emergency

I think we an emergency

And you do your best to show me love, but you don't know what love is

So are you listening, so are you watching me?

Well I can't pretend that I don't see this

Its really not your fault, and no one cares to talk about it, to talk about it

And I can't pretend that I don't see this

Its really not your fault, and no one cares to talk about it, to talk about it

'cause I've seen love die, way too many times, when it deserved to be alive

And I've seen you cry, way too many times, when you deserve to be alive, alive

Scars they will not fade away, and no one cares to talk about it, to talk about it

'cause I've seen love die, way too many times, when it deserved to be alive

And I've seen you cry, way too many times, when you deserve to be alive, alive

Once I finished I got many claps and yells. I exited it the stage. As I went into the backstage someone grabbed my arm. I turned around and saw Spot, "Youse were great tanight." I said, "Thanks." He said, "So what ta do now?" I replied, "Hmmmm I don't know..." I grabbed him and pulled him into a passionate kiss. His eyes lit up and let the kiss go deeper. Ever since then I found out I had a cute stalker that won't leave me alone.

THE END

A/N: Woah, happy ending, this was just a short story, if you want more, read my other stories, well thats it for now... please review to tell me what you think of this whole story...Peace Out...