Fast Forward - Isac Elliot ( Sequel to Countdown)

Chapter 2-1284 days. 18 hours. 21 minutes. 30 seconds.

Jasmine's POV

I bent over placing my hand on my knees. I yanked out the earphone from its place, which was my neck ,I was gasping for breath.

I panted hard, trying to regain my breath.

I got up again and let out another labored breath.

I tightened my high ponytail.

The sun was only just starting to rise.

Birds were screeching somewhere in the distance.

I closed my eyes.

The soft 5 am wind hit me on my face.

It felt good.

It felt nice.

5 am jogs were the best kind of jogs, and the only jogs I was allowed.

Management didn't want me getting hurt.

And I needed quite reflecting time.

Like I always did.

It had been 3 years since I first popped up in the music industry, and since then it's been pretty hectic.

More than hectic at sometimes.

I guess it was a shock at first.

I didn't expect I would get that popular.

My first single "Eyes wide open" instantly shot its way up to the big 40 chart.

It stayed there for a solid 11 weeks before it got pushed out of the top ten.

Before I knew it I was getting mobbed, in places like the supermarket.

They'd come running to me, asking for autographs.

I was being interviewed for magazines and radio shows.

I even made some debuts on TV.

3 months later, I was standing in front of a crowd up to 12,000 people.

It felt so surreal.

I can still remember the way I was so nervous.

So scared.

But being on stage, it was awesome.

I forgot about it all and just did what I did best.

And that was singing and dancing.

I sang like my life depended on it.

I danced till I felt every bone in my body ache.

It went by so fast.

The 1 hour on stage flew by.

It felt like I was only up there for 5 minutes.

I remember coming backstage and screaming.

Running into my dad's arms.

Getting trapped in a group hug.

From my friends.

My crew.

I smiled for the first time in 3 months.

A genuine smile, that came from the heart.

I didn't care about that my bones ached for 3 days afterwards.

Or that I practically lost my voice.

It all paid off.

But during those times, when I was alone ... I reflected.

I reflected on my past.

I could remember spending hour after hour writing songs.

Pouring all of my emotion onto paper.

One particular night.

The night I stayed up till 2 am strumming my guitar, spilling words onto the page.

Tears were spilling down onto my cheeks.

I missed them.

I missed him.

And I was coming into realization, that I was never going to be the same .

Because of what happened.

Because of what they had done.

Writing songs.......

It helped.

It helped a lot.

I broke contact with people.

I broke promises.

Eventually, I broke myself.

But he started it.

He started it all.

He gave me so much hope, but then in just 5 seconds he broke it all down.

Since then, I've learnt to build my walls up high.

Not let people in so easily.

I won't make the same mistake I made with him.

With Isac.

God knows when I stopped.

It just happened.

It happened without me acknowledging it.

But I remember the feeling.

Waking up one day and the first thing I thought about wasn't Isac.

It was like the dark rumbling clouds had suddenly lifted.

I could see the sun.

And I did.

And I felt warm and happy for the first time in almost a year.

I was over him.

I hated him.

For making me feel so worthless.

Making me feel like I wasn't good enough.

I shuddered just thinking about him.

I pushed myself over the edge trying to get over him.

Over the three years, the love I had for him had turned into hatred.

Pure hatred.

I let out an irritated sigh.

I hadn't heard from him since I left.

I hadn't heard from any of them.

Maybe it was for the best.

3 years on.

Nearly 6 number ones.

An album later.

1 phenomenal world tour.

Amazing friends.

I could honestly say I was over him.

That whatever I felt for Isac, was gone.

It was no longer there.

The ache in the heart he caused, was replaced.

By happiness.

By new found hope.

Heyyyyy

How's your holidays been so far ?

Mine's been crap so far . My brother has tuition so I've been made to wake up at like 7 am each damn morning . It's so annoying .

I've been thinking and I've been trying to change my writing style , so sorry that some of the earlier chapters in this book will be crap , like this one :P

Anyways , Hope you enjoy

Byeeee xxx