3 The Song

Someone is calling. And it is Lance. My first reaction? I jumped from my bed. I can't contain the excitement I have inside. I wanted to shout but of course without any sound, my neighbours might think I am crazy. Before answering his call, I tried to compose myself first, I took a deep breath, and let out a gentle "ooh".

"Hello," I picked the call up.

"Hello. This is Lance. Am I disturbing you?"

"No!" I almost shouted. "I mean, I'm not very busy at the moment. How are you?"

"I'm good. Just taking some rest before meeting my band mates again. We have a gig," he explained.

"Oh, I thought you are tired," I tried my best not to sound worried.

"Yeah, but work is work. We already committed to the bar so we cannot cancel that one. And we are all used to working like that. Are you worried?”

"Haha! Should I be?"

"Does it make you feel uncomfortable if I call you? You know, you barely know me but here I am, intruding your private time," he sounds apologetic.

"As I have said I am not that busy, and I gave you my phone number so I think it is a sign of approval that you can text or call me.”

"Do you have any idea why I was staring at you last night? Why I asked for your name and your phone number?"

I started thinking about last night. I remember I was also staring at him unconsciously. Did something happen? Did I miss something? Did I do something stupid? Did I look very ugly last night? I am starting to overthink about the possible reasons. I cannot think of anything that can make him do what he did.

"Are you still there?" I was brought back to reality.

"Yeah, I'm still here."

"Oh, my band mates are here to pick me up. I've got to go. I'll catch up with you later. Please listen to the song "You are so beautiful". That is for you. Bye!" And the call ended.

He left me dumbfounded. Of all the girls on our table, and of all the girls who are in the bar, why did he ask for my name and my phone number? I am not beautiful, not ugly I guess, that's what my friends and my mom told me but not beautiful to be easily noticed by a handsome man like Lance. And the song, why does he think the song is for me?

I opened Youtube app and searched for the song "You are so beautiful".

You are so beautiful to me

You are so beautiful to me

Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for

You are everything I need

You are so beautiful to me

After listening to the first stanza, I turned off the music immediately. I think there is something wrong with him! This song is definitely not for me. I think he is just making fun of me and I won't be so stupid to fall for it. The excitement I felt when I got his call turned into disappointment and annoyance. Does he think I can easily be played with? I put the phone on the side table and started watching Korean drama again. I don't want to ruin my night because of someone as insensitive as him. Yes, I never had a boyfriend since birth and I am not desperate to get one.

I tried to forget what happened by focusing on what I am watching until I fell asleep.

The Song

Someone is calling. And it is Lance. My first reaction? I jump from my bed continuously, can't contain the excitement I have inside. I want to shout but of course without any sound, my neighbours might think I am crazy. Before answering his call, I tried to compose myself first, take a deep breathe, and let out a gentle "ooooh".

"Hello," I picked the call up.

"Hello. This is Lance. Am I disturbing you?"

"No!" I almost shouted. "I mean, I'm not very busy at the moment. How are you?"

"I'm good. Just taking some rest before meeting my band mates again. We have a gig," he explained.

"Oh, I thought you are tired," I tried my best not to sound worried.

"Yeah, but work is work. We already committed to the bar so we cannot cancel that one. And we are all used to working like that. Are you worried?," he said.

"Haha! Should I be?," I answered.

"Does it make you feel uncomfortable if I call you? You know, you barely know me but here I am, intruding your private time," he sounds apologetic.

"As I have said I am not busy, and I gave you my phone number so I think it is a sign of approval that you can text or call me," I replied.

"Do you have any idea why I was staring at you last night? Why I asked for your name and your phone number?," he asked.

I start thinking about last night. I remember I was also staring at him unconsciously. Did something happen? Did I miss something? Did I do something stupid? Did I look very ugly last night? I am starting to overthink about the possible reasons. I cannot think of anything that can make him get my phone number.

"Are you still there?," I was brought back to reality.

"Yeah, I'm still here."

"Oh, my band mates are here to pick me up. I've got to go. I'll catch up with you later. Please listen to the song "You are so beautiful". That is for you. Bye!" And the call ended.

He left me dumbfounded. Of all the girls on our table, and of all the girls who are in the bar, why did he ask for my name and for my phone number? I am not beautiful, not ugly I guess, that's what my friends and my mom told me but not beautiful to be easily noticed by a handsome man like Lance. And the song, why does he think the song is for me?

I started opening the Youtube app and search for the song "You are so beautiful".

You are so beautiful to me

You are so beautiful to me

Can't you see

You're everything I hoped for

You are everything I need

You are so beautiful to me

After listening to the first stanza, I turned off the music immediately. I think there is something wrong with him! This song is definitely not for me. I think he is just making fun of me and I won't be so stupid to fall for it. The excitement I felt when I got his call turned into disappointment and annoyance. Does he think I can easily be played with? I put the phone on the side table and start watching Netflix again. I don't want to ruin my night because of someone as insensitive as him. Yes, I never had a boyfriend since birth and I am not desperate to get one.

I tried to forget what happen by focusing on what I am watching until I fell asleep.

Sunday.

I normally wake up late on weekends and as usual, I don't have any plans for today so I don't need to get up from bed early. I got my phone from the side table to check the time. It is 10:25am and I have one message.

"Good morning. I know you are already sleeping. I wanted to talk to you longer but I think the time doesn't permit. Hope to talk to you later." End of message.

Time of message: 2:30 am

I don't trust him. Actually, I don't trust anyone. It is not that I am a man-hater or something, I just don't see why he would send me message or call me and say that the song "You are so beautiful" is for me. I don't really get it.

I headed directly to the bathroom to freshen up and prepare for the day. After which, I went to the kitchen and prepare brunch. I don't want to think about Lance or what his purpose in talking to me is. Today is Sunday and I want to use this meaningfully without worrying about nonsense things.

After eating, I cleaned the house then took a shower and finally, my favorite activity, watching Korean drama. Please don't get me wrong, this may seem boring for many, but for me this is heaven. I get to use my time for myself, this for me, is rest time and I am happy with my weekend routine. Or maybe I am just getting old, and I am sure most older people do the same activities as me, especially for the single ones.

While I was preparing my laptop to start watching, I opened my phone to check my social media app, I got a couple of messages, of course, from Lance.

Message 1: "Hi, did you sleep well. I just got up and we have another gig tonight. I wonder when I can talk to you longer." Time of message: 2:15 pm

Message 2: "Are you busy? I am waiting for your message." Time of message: 2:42 pm

Message 3: "Do I seem so insistent? I just really want to talk to you. Am I starting to be creepy?" Time of message: 3:05 pm

Message 4: "I waited a long time to see you again. Can't you really remember me, Jez?" Time of message: 3:20 pm

Wait! Have we met before? Only my close friends call me Jez. And he is correct, he is starting to be creepy. How did he know my nickname? He said he waited a long time to see me. Lance Mendez. Have I heard about that name before? I tried so hard to remember anything that can connect me to Lance but I cannot find anything. Who is he? How did he know me?

I got surprised when my phone suddenly rang. It is a call from Lance. I pick the call up immediately.

"Who are you?" I asked. "How did you know my nickname? Are you stalking me? Do you have any plans to kidnap me? My parents are not rich. You cannot get anything from them! Stop bothering me!"

"Haha! Relax. I'm not a kidnapper and I am not a bad guy. So please, don't be scared of me. I can introduce myself again if you want to."

So his name is not Lance Mendez? Who is this guy? What does he want from me?

"I'm disappointed you don't recognize me at all," he said.

"Just let me know who you are! If I remember you, then why will I be asking too many questions!" I shouted.

"Haha! This is Cedrick Lance Perez. Your childhood best friend!"