where: the Hedley townhouse
who: Oliver and Zina ( @zinazaps )
The tune faded out, coming to its end. Oliver lowered his guitar and glanced over at Zina, eyebrows lifted expectantly.
“Well? What do you think?”
He felt uncharacteristically nervous about whatever feedback she might have. He’d played her the beginnings of a new song he’d been working on - the first song he’d really written on his own in years - one he hadn’t played for anyone else yet.
It was about falling in love with someone. Something he’d never really felt, not before Logan. The song was painfully raw, the result of him pouring his entire heart into it.
So, yes. He was, naturally, more than a little nervous about it.
Oliver groaned when he got no response, running his hands over his face.
“You hate it.” He mumbled into his palms.