SONGS:
So at the very start of this chapter, as you are about to read, the song which I decided to have playing is 'Wake up alone' - by Amy Winehouse (a suggested song by Corts1) please do take the times to read the lyrics and listen to the song with EARPHONES ❤️
Second song is 'You Owe Me' - by Chainsmokers I've entered an acoustic version above for you all to listen to. I'd been torn between one of my fav songs and this more well known song and I went the latter in the end so hope it's okay 😬
A/N: I dunno if I like this chapter but it took me days to complete so I'm not rewriting 😂
If shadows could speak Dec's would be mocking him, two and half days spent cooped up in one room, barely sleeping, it was pathetic. All because of one memory, blue eyes flashing on his eyelids just to drown him in guilt again. Everything was messed up and the only way Dec could process that was through music.
He couldn't write, everything he tried to carve out from his own emotions became too dark and almost scary it ended up in the bin because Declan couldn't face how far he'd fallen Into that familiar depression.
Instead he plugged in his earphones, closing his eyes with his fingers randomly plucking his guitar along with the tune as the lyrics of his favourite Amy Winehouse tune hummed through the buds into his mind.
No one had ever touched Declan the way she had, it was like the Londoner had written 'Wake up alone' to the gentle melody of Dec's pain. However, it worried him slightly how his mindset connected so much with a singer who was gone too soon when he himself had fallen into similar traps.
It's okay in the day
I'm staying busy
Tied up enough so I don't have to wonder where is he
Got so sick of crying
So just lately
When I catch myself, I do a one-eighty
I stay up, clean the house
At least I'm not drinking
Run around just so I don't have to think about thinking
That silent sense of content
That everyone gets
Just disappears 'soon as the sun sets
He's fierce in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floats me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
If I was my heart
I'd rather be restless
The second I stop, the sleep catches up
And I'm breathless
'Cause this ache in my chest
As my day is done now
The dark covers me, and I cannot run now
My blood running cold
I stand before him (before him, I)
It's all I can do to assure him (assure him)
When he comes to me
I drip for him tonight
Drowning in me, we bathe under blue light
He's fierce in my dreams, seizing my guts
He floats me with dread
Soaked in soul
He swims in my eyes by the bed
Pour myself over him
Moon spilling in
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
And I wake up alone
Suddenly the serenity of just being lost in his own little world was shattered as someone tore out the singers earphones like a disapproving parent.
"You can't just invite your family 300 miles to see you in London and then sit by yourself until they leave."
Declan groaned, throwing his head back against the sofa as Stephen burst Into his music room. The Londoner coughed through the smell that had collected over the days from weed, unfinished Chinese's and stale booze.
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Spotlights II
FanfictionThe Sequel to Spotlights. Declan Donnelly arrives back in London but nothing has gone quite to plan and it seems there's an invisible force that keeps pulling him towards the one man he wants to avoid.
