Page 72 of Heart of Gold
“So, about this karaoke thing?” I say, changing the subject.
He laughs, “We have to go. Levi has been giving me shit all day.”
“I’ll go on one condition,” I tease, “You have to sing.”
His brows pull together, “No way in hell.”
I turn and grab my bag off the ground next to us and sling it over my shoulder, “Okay, See you around then.”
“Wait!” His voice booms. “I’ll do it, be ready for me to pick you up at 8.”
The corner of my mouth tilts into a smug smirk, “You really are obsessed with me.”
“You have no idea.”
chapter thirty
Gavin
Voltage is the same as always, dirty and full of drunk idiots.
I can tell Quinn isn’t thrilled about coming but somehow having her here makes it more bearable. Oddly enough, when she’s around I don’t care, all the stupid ass shit that comes along with being a football player on this campus disappears. I can deal with some drunk assholes if she’s here.
“I’m glad you don’t drink much,” she whispers, looking around the table at the empty beer bottles.
I shake my head, “It’s hard to get drunk when you have so much shit riding on your performance. If I did something stupid, it could cost me the game.”
“Levi shouldn’t be drinking at all,” I sigh. “He’s been weird since Allie was here the other night.”
“He shouldn’t drink because of his heart condition?” She asks.
I push one of the empty beer bottles away from us on the table, “Yeah, he always pushes things a little too far. Even now.”
She turns away from the rest of the table so no one else can hear her, “Will he need another surgery?”
“Levi has cardiomyopathy. The open heart surgery he had was a procedure to remove a piece of the thickened heart muscle so his heart could pump blood to his lower ventricles. There’s a chance that the obstruction could recur but we really just don’t know. He’s always at risk for sudden cardiac death, that’s why he can’t play football. It’s too much of a risk, one sudden wrong move could be his last.”
She turns to watch him, laughing at his rendition ofI Want It That Wayby The Backstreet Boys. Yeah, you’d never know he had any type of medical condition cause Levi doesn’t want anyone to know. As long as he does what the doctors tell him, he should be fine, but getting him to listen? That’s like pulling teeth. When he’s done, the song fades out and everyone yells.
“That was great,” Quinn says, giving him a high five when he returns to our table.
The DJ’s voice fills the air, and I gulp knowing damn well I’m next.
“Next up we have Gavin Richardson and Quinn Garner.”
She stares at me, and I can’t help but smile.
Yep, that’s right sweetie.
“Gavin, no. I didn’t agree to this.”
I take her hand and pull her off the stool, “You’re going down with me, pretty girl.”
“I can’t sing,” She growls, as I drag her to the small stage in the corner and watch as a woman thrusts a microphone into her hand.
“Neither can I.”
The music starts and I swear she looks scared to death. She glares at me with eyes as wide as saucers, then chuckles when the music starts. “High school musical, really?”
