Always» jordan knight

2. thinking

Fun fact: the lady that worked with maurice to put nkotb together actually has the same last name as me which is weird because i haven't really heard anyone else with the last name alford.

a month later.

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i laid on my small twin bed, staring up at the ceiling thinking about everything, thinking about nothing.
thinking: the talking of the soul with itself.
although i loved dorchester and where i grew up from, did i really see myself living here for the rest of my life? i was only fourteen and my grown up days were yet to come but i couldn't help but to ponder.
how would life be when i grew up? love was the last thing that ever crossed my mind but suddenly the subject took a toll in my thoughts. would i ever end up finding my soul mate or would i just be alone forever? i was in no rush but still.

drowsiness rained over me and i found my eyes becoming heavier and heavier by the second. i was almost asleep when a sound down the hall made me open my eyes. there was just enough time for me to roll off the bed and head in the living room. on the fifth ring i grabbed the phone off the hook and placed it between the crouch of my neck.

"hello, andrews residents."  i yawned into the phone, twirling the long cable cord around my finger.

"oh fancy, i like it. be ready in 10 baby, i got some big news!" i heard donnie say from the other end of the phone. he quickly hung up before i got to reply. it took me a while to adjust to his words, what was the important thing he had to tell me. without second guessing anything else i unlocked the front door for his arrival and went back to my room.
my mom was working extra shifts at the factory which meant i had the house all to myself for the time being.

i sat on my bed, staring at the busted tv my uncle had yet to fix, wishing it could magically turn on and entertain me.
the knob on the front door was heard being twist and the sound of the heavy door being shut came after. "i'm in here, don!"

"hey"
in strutted the 15 year old, the certain bad boy sway he had to his walk never ceasing to leave  me in 'aw'.

instead of greeting me like a normal person would donnie jumped on the twin bed and looked up at the ceiling just as i was doing before he called. "i can't believe this."

i looked at him confused. what could possibly being running through that thick head of hair of his.
"what's going on, what did you have to tell me?"

i turned in his direction, sitting crisscross on the bed. gently i took his hat off his head and placed it on my dresser. i was a big supposition believer and a hat on the bed was some serious bad luck. and donnie didn't need anymore bad luck, he's had enough of that.

donnie sat up on the bed and smiled, this smile was genuinely happy, pure bliss surrounded his every thoughts for a second i even assumed i saw a small twinkle in his eyes. "you ain't gonna believe this, you know chris, right?" i simply nodded my head indicating for him to carry on.

"well his neighbor is mary alford and she's working with maurice starr in search of a white boyband that can sing dance and rap, hey im white, i wanna be famous, i can sing, dance and rap. sky this is fucking perfect!" he said. his excitement was definitely evident and so was mine.

"holy! donnie that's great! i'm so happy for you." i wrapped him in a bear hug and breathed in his familiar scent. "what do you do now?"

"now, me you and chris are going to maurice's house so i could audition."

i quickly unwrapped myself from our hug and stared at donnie dumbfounded. "right now?" he laughed at my state of shook and nodded his head. "yes, right now sky blue, so get dressed and be ready in 2 minutes we gotta go and i can't do this without you"