~•Voice of an Angel•~ Mha singing au x reader (un continued)

*She used to be mine..* (chapter 9)

(Play when I tell you too^^)

It's ironic my song was perfect for this situation. I wiped my eyes and made it to the stage and got ready to sing.

(Play now)
3rd person Pov

It's not simple to say
Most days I don't recognize me
That these shoes and this apron
That place and its patrons
Have taken more than I gave them
It's not easy to know
I'm not anything like I used to be
Although it's true
I was never attention's sweet center
I still remember that girl

Everyone was shocked by how soft and beautiful her voice was. People at the other stages stoped to listen to her.

She's imperfect but she tries
She is good but she lies
She is hard on herself
She is broken and won't ask for help
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up
And baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine

Tears threatened to fall but she held them back, not ready to cry yet. Her sisters heart reached at the lyrics of the song.

It's not what I asked for
Sometimes life just slips in through a back door
And carves out a person
And makes you believe it's all true
And now I've got you
And you're not what I asked for
If I'm honest I know I would give it all back
For a chance to start over
And rewrite an ending or two
For the girl that I knew

Tears poorer down her face concerning her classmates, she's usually bubbly and happy so this was different then the y/n they know.

Who'll be reckless just enough
Who'll get hurt
But who learns how to toughen up when she's bruised
And gets used by a man who can't love
And then she'll get stuck
And be scared of the life that's inside her
Growing stronger each day
'Til it finally reminds her
To fight just a little
To bring back the fire in her eyes
That's been gone
But used to be mine

Her sister fell to her knees crying holding her heart. Her friends kneeling neck to her wondering what was wrong.

Used to be mine
She is messy but she's kind
She is lonely most of the time
She is all of this mixed up and baked in a beautiful pie
She is gone but she used to be mine

Y/n Pov

By now I was crying my eyes out. It was hard to stand. I heard my score "10" I felt a hand grabbed my shoulder and pull me into a hug. I buried my face in the persons chest and heard a familiar voice.

"What's wrong y/n?"

"M-Midoriya??"

I then felt a different less masculine arms pull me into a tight and passionate embrace.

"Long time no see Little one."

My sisters soft but deep voice whispers to my ear. I hugged her back scared to let go, as if I did she would disappear. Everyone was confused until I said this one word.

"S-sissy??"