Troye's POV
Tonight was the night. The night I was going to sing the song. The song I found for him. Found for him on one of the nights following our horrible breakup 2 years ago. You might say "2 years Troye? Get over it!" But I just can't seem to. Believe me, I've tried. Every time I sing or hear the song, I cry. I cry a thousand tears that I shouldn't, for him. It's one of the reasons I'm nervous. I don't know what he's doing now. I haven't checked his channel. I hope he's doing better than me. He deserves it. I hope that now I will finally have some sort of closure. I was broken out of my thoughts by a soft knocking on the door.
"Troye?" My manager Emma peeked in. "Showtime bud. You're gonna do great, it'll be fine." She says, her voice laced with sympathy. I shoot her a shaky smile before getting up and heading to the stage. I put on a smile and run onstage as the lights dim as Dua's cue to get off stage and my cue to get on. As soon as the music starts blasting through the speakers the fans start screaming and I get in my zone. After the first song, Bite, is over, I talk to them.
"How are you guys tonight?" I get a bunch of screams in response and chuckle. "That's good. Well, I'm going to cover a song tonight after all my originals." I pause as more screaming starts. "The song is kind of a downer but there's a meaning behind it. I'll tell you all about that later; for now here's Cool." There's more screaming and the music starts.
--Time Skip to Troye's cover--
The fans burst into screams as I finish my last song Youth. Well, before the cover. I take a drink of water as they settle down before speaking up.
"So most of you probably know that those were all my songs. Which means now it's time for the cover." I'm sure they can hear the screams in Space. "So first of all this is actually a country song. I listened to it after a break up a couple of years ago that I still can't seem to get over." Lots of people in the crowd go "aww" and I smile sadly. "I hope that now that I finally have the guts to sing about this onstage that I can get over him. This is Better Man by Little Big Town." The fans start screaming, I guess they know the song. The music starts. I take a deep breath. I can do this. Then I start to sing.
I know,
I'm probably better off
On my own.
Than loving a man
Who didn't know what he had,
When he had it.
And I see,
The permanent damage
You did to me.
Never again,
I just wish
I could forget
When it was magic.
I wish it wasn't 4am.
Standing in the mirror,
Saying to myself
'You know you had to do it.'
I know the bravest thing I ever did
Was run.
Sometimes in the middle of the night
I can feel you again.
But I just
Miss you
And I just
Wish you were a better man.
And I know why
We had to say goodbye
Like the back of my hand.
And I just
Miss you
And I just
Wish you were a better man.
A better man.
I know,
I'm probably better off
All alone.
Than needing a man
Who could change his mind
At any given minute.
And it's always
On your terms.
I'm hanging on, every careless word.
Hoping it might
Turn sweet agin
Like it was in the beginning.
But your jealousy.
I can hear it now
You're talking
Down to me,
Like I'll always be around.
You push my love away
Like it's some kind of loaded gun.
But you never thought
I'd run.
