CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
“So what does it feel like being on stage, performing in front of these huge crowds?” I questioned as we walked after finishing the hot dogs. Maybe I was stalling a bit, afraid to face the truth of what I was actually doing which was dragging him deeper. I wanted to convince myself that one more night of uninterrupted fun wouldn’t hurt anybody but I knew it was because I hated breaking him especially after the whole voice note stuff.
“I’d say its euphoric. When I’m on stage and there are all these people watching me and cheering me on, I feel so damn happy like I own the f*****g planet. As crazy as it sounds, when I’m singing its when I feel like I’m being my most authentic self,” he said with a grin dancing on his face. The pride in his voice and eyes made me wonde
