Miles Kane - Colour of The Trap
A/N - i know this isnāt an actor fic im sorryyyy but MILES, MILES, MILES FUCKIN KANE LMAOOOO.
Listen to colour of the trap while youāre reading pls:Ā https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tIYkhhvl2GI
āDonāt fucking say that then!ā You shouted as you continued to gather your belongings from Milesā dressing room. Another petty argument had occurred between you and miles as you once again gave him the cold shoulder. You were aware of your actions in the back of your mind, but not how theyād affected miles
āStop, where are you gunna go? Iām on in 5!ā Miles shouted back.
āYou just told me to go Miles, so which is it? Because I canāt keep doing this.āĀ
āI wish you could just read my mindā Miles dropped onto the sofa with his head resting on his palms.
āBut I canāt Miles, You never tell me how you feel. What is your problem?ā You continued, raising your voice out of sheer frustration. Ā
āYOU! YOUāRE MY PROBLEM!ā Miles jumped up yelling as loud as he could. āIāve seen you do it y/n, you change the colour of the trap every time and I fall for it regardless. When we argue like this I want you to go but I know itāll only infuriate me more not having you right beside me. So, you tell me what to do becauseĀ I donāt know anymore!ā
āMiles I didnāt mean to make you feel like that. i didnāt kno-ā
āWell now you do, you want to be with me one minute and donāt the nextā¦I love youā Miles returned to his seat on the sofa, sighing as he relaxed into the back of the soft fabric.
āMiles youāre erm- youāre onā A member of the crew entered the room and announced awkwardly as it became apparent the argument had leaked throughout the building.
āI still want you to watch my set but I canāt force youā Miles said quietly as he began to walk to the stage. Your head told you to pack up all your belongings and go after all it wasnāt heathy to continue this cycle of arguments. On the other hand, your heart yearned to support him whilst he performed and hold him when he walked off. After his heart-wrenching revelation, maybe you had been treating him unfairly.
After a moments contemplation your heart won the battle. You sped up to the side of the stage and managed to arrive just after heād begun his first song.
āThanks everyone for coming out tonight, its been mentalā The crowd roared as miles gave his closing speech.
āNow, Iāve got one last song that I wrote about a special someone hahaha, I hope you enjoy anyways thanks againā
You turned your head in confusion as the melodic song began.
āif youād just get it together and read my mind, then sleeping would be easyā¦ā¦.ā
āconsider this now, itās not too late, I have watched you change the colour of the trap before girl I have learned to waitā
As the song continued you felt tears fill up your eyes. Miles looked back at you as he continued to strum along the instrumental section and it was in that moment you knew, you loved him too. Messing with his head was the complete opposite of what you wanted, because everything you wanted was him.
