Chapter 27: Ma Chérie

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After the recent events with Henry and Michael, I decided to find some distractions to try to relieve my stress. I've been collecting photo books with the boys paling for papers and captured while performing during their shows. Their were so beautiful to look at because let's face it, the boys are gorgeous, and the articles that went along with some of the photos had interesting facts that I didn't know about the boys when they were younger and what music meant to them from an early age. I've also been collecting vinyls from other musicians related to Palaye Royale, such as a prestigious kingdom called My Chemical Romance, rebellious knights that were heroes to the people named Black Veil Brides, and travelers that roamed the seas called Sleeping With Sirens. I couldn't believe that the leader of Sleeping With Sirens, Kellin Quinn, was the other singing voice in Ma Chérie that sounded like a girl to me. His voice was so light that it fit perfectly with the song.

I got so inspired by listening to so many great musicians, that I wanted to create music of my own. I wanted to make a song that defined who I am as a person and what I would want from someone who hopefully look past my flaws. After about an hour, I started putting words on paper, and came up with a few verses. I just needed help finding the right notes, so I asked Remington for help, and I was able to find the right chords on the piano. After about an entire day of practicing and making sure it sounded right, I was able to make it into the most beautiful song that I hoped someone else would love.

The next day, I knew who I wanted to share my song with first, but I was a little nervous to tell them in person. So, I wrote a note and slid it under their door. I asked them to meet me at the gardens of the castle when the moon was at it's highest point. I asked some Soldiers if they could help me bring a piano where we would meet, and as a thanks, I gave them vinyls of Edith Piaf and The Relentless. As the sun started setting, I was started to get scared and think the worst. What if my song isn't good? What if they don't like it? I might not be meant to make music. But the thought of disappointing them made me feel worse, and decided to stick with what I planned. I laid my sheet music on the piano, and made sure everything was set. I heard someone walking up behind me and all my insecurities and anxieties washed away when I saw the friendly smile I was so happy looking at. "Hi, Henry", I said to him, and he replied, "Hey, Lieseil."

"I'm so glad you came", I said. "I was started to get worried you wouldn't, but that was just my dumb brain playing tricks with me." He chuckled a little and stated, "Well, I was surprised that you would want to see me for something like this that's so important to you. I couldn't disappoint you." I blushed a little and then turned to the piano behind me. We both sat on the piano stool, rather close to each other for my comfort. "I wanted to share with you a song that I wrote. At first, I wanted it to be something about me, but then I started thinking about you." His face turned a little red after hearing me say that. I couldn't stop thinking about how close our sides were touching sitting next to each other. I did my best to concentrate on playing the song for him. "I hope you like it", I warned him. "It might not be great." He laid his hand on my shoulder, sending shivers throughout my body, "I'm positive it will be beautiful." I, then started to play the first few notes, and started singing the lyrics.

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's meant to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you'd bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's meant to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

As I kept playing and singing the lyrics, I could feel the tears running down my face, and my heart swelling as I felt euphoria in the words I sang. I wasn't able to look at Henry to pay attention to the notes, but I felt like the look on his face was like he was witnessing an angel before him.

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's meant to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am

As finished out the last few notes, I was finally about to face Henry when he took my face in his hands and he brought his lips to mine. My eyes were wide as I realized what was happening, and my heart was pounding in my chest. I closed my eyes and kissed him back ever so lightly. I laid my hands on his chest, and he brought his to my back and gently pulled me closer. It was like time stopped, and the world around us vanished. There was nowhere else in the world I wanted to be than right here with him, safe in each other's arms. When we pulled away, we looked into each other's eyes, and I swear I found heaven in his eyes. I laid my head on his chest, and he just wrapped his arms around me and held me close to his heart.

😍😍😍 I found myself blushing writing the end of this chapter, and I can't help but fangirl myself at the adorableness of Lieseil and Henry together! BTW, SWS's cover of Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls has always been one of my favorites, and was how I imagined Lieseil singing the song. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and will stick around for more. 💖💖💖

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