Driving Me Wild

Chapter 6

Jack's POV
Everyone else is on the bus since we aren't allowed to sleep in the hotel. Which I really wish we could. However as everyone is catching up on some rest I'm getting myself a taxi. I wave one down and get inside giving him the address.
He parks at the front of the building. I give him the money and head inside the building. As I wonder around I hear a voice that is barely audible. I try and find the source of it, but every door I check there's nobody inside. Until I get to the last door down the hallway. Mark is sitting at a piano writing on a piece of paper. I turn the knob which makes his head snap to the door. I let myself in and a smile appears on his lips.
"I was about to think that you weren't gonna show up," he smiles going back to his paper.

"Why wouldn't I? I told you I was coming."
I sit beside him and try and look at what he's doing. Mark glances at me with a smirk and gathers the papers together.
"You want to hear what I have so far?"

"Love to."
He places the papers on the piano and places his fingers on the keys. I look at the lyrics and listen to him play the keys very slowly. I shake my head thinking it's not right for thus song.
"Make the beat faster."
Mark does so and I nod my head. He keeps playing for a but longer until he starts.
I've been looking under rocks and breaking locks

Just trying to find you

I've been like a maniac insomniac

Five steps behind you

Tell'em all the boys make to the exit check please

'Cause I finally found the boy of my dreams

Much more than a Grammy award that's how much you mean to me
He then starts to pick up the speed just a bit. There's a smile on his face as he starts up again.
You could be my it boy

You're my greatest gift boy

Loving you could be a crime

Crazy how we fit boy

This is it boy

Give me 25 for life (IdK that lyric)

I just wanna rock all night long

And put you in the middle of a spotlight
He gives me a smile my way as he continues to sing. This is what I don't get to see when he's on stage. He seems much happier in thus state. Once he finishes that verse he stops. Mark looks at me with a worried expression.
"I love it. It's absolutely perfect and it could definitely be a single with the potential it has."

"Thanks," he blushes as he gathers up the sheets of paper.

"This is what you should be singing instead of stuff about getting drunk."

"Hey we have songs like this one. Not many, but we have them."

"Well I like these cheesy love songs than the ones about one night stands."

"I do too," Mark's face becomes a bit glum after those words.
My eyebrows furrow together as I look at him. He shoves the papers in a notebook and into a bag.
"What's wrong," I ask out of concern.

"Just I wish that they would keep the songs the way I write them. They don't have to change the boy to girl or anything like that. Sure we have a large female audience, but we could have diversity. I wish that I could tell the world that I'm gay and not a typical straight guy. I don't want that. I want to be happy and to be myself. I don't get to do that."

"Well, I'm sure that you can find a way."

"I can't. The only way I can do that is if I quit. I don't want to give up on the dream I've had since I was six. Then I'm letting little me down. I don't want that."
I go quiet for a second as I watch a few tears trickle off of his cheeks. As I go through my thoughts I get an idea.
"This is what you're gonna do," I say cupping his face in my hands drying his eyes.

"What?"

"You're gonna teach the band this song and not going to tell management. You're going to sing it the way you wrote it. Nobody then can change it once they hear it."

"That's actually not such a bad idea."

Yeah I've been planning out this chapter and I finally got to write it!