Layla
My new story, all about Eric Clapton (it slightly follows the love triangle between George, Pattie, and Eric)
Enjoy! :)
Chapter 1
Chapter 1
“I LOVE YOU ERIC!” I screamed on top of my lungs as I jumped and crashed into the people surrounding me. I felt giddy as I watched Eric Clapton let out cords from his guitar.
“I Love you Eric!” I hollered again. As I screamed my boyfriend came from behind me with my drink.
“I hope you don’t love him as much as you love me” he said into my ear and I giggled.
“Of course I love you! Thank you for taking me. I still can’t believe you got front row seats!” I grinned.
“Anything for you baby, happy birthday” Will, My boyfriend said to me. I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him again.
Eric placed his guitar in a stand and looked out to the audience as he wiped sweat from his forehead.
“Alright, for my next song, I need help from a lovely lady in the audience” he said and scanned the crowd.
I started to jump up and down frantically and I waved my arms as I screamed “Eric pick me! Me, me, me!!!”
By some miracle, my attempt work. Eric looked straight down at me, and walked over to the edge of the stage. Eric extended his arm and pulled me up on stage. I looked behind me and smiled at Will as Eric pulled me on stage. Eric walked me over to a stool sitting on the stage. He placed his lips near the microphone and said “Well, hello little lady, what might your name be?”
“I’m (Your Name)” I said shyly into the microphone.
“That’s a beautiful name. And what brings you out to Shea Stadium tonight?” he asked me.
“It’s my birthday” I smiled widely
“Well happy birthday to you” he smiled “Well, this is a little birthday present for you” he said as he slung his guitar over his shoulder.
What’ll you do when you get lonely? Nobody’s waiting by your side. You know it’s just your foolish pride. Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla. I’m begging darling please. Layla
As I watched Eric sing I felt like I was going to burst. Eric Clapton was singing a beautiful song to me, and on my birthday!
As Eric finished letting out the last cords from his guitar he looked over to me and smiled.
When he was done he looked to the audience and said “Thank you New York!” and the curtain fell. Eric placed his guitar back in the stand and turned to me.
“So, (Your name). Would you care to spend the evening with me and the band?” He asked, and looked at me, smiling widely.
“Uh, I’d love to but I can’t, my boyfriend is waiting for me. I’m sorry” I said and giggled nervously.
“Come on, we’re going to a party in Manhattan, I would really like you to come” he said, coming closer to me, still looking at me with wide eyes.
“I really, I can’t I’m sorry” I said, trying to find my way back to the crowd to find Will.
“Well, can I at least have your phone number? I would really like to see you again” he said, taking my hand and pulling me from under the curtain.
“Well, I guess that’s OK” I said with a toothy grin. Eric produced a pen from his pocket and held out his hand for me to write on.
I scribbled my phone number and name on his palm. I shook as I wrote, mainly because I was holding Eric’s hand. I slid him back his pen and smiled at him.
“I’ll call you, dear” her said and gave me another thousand watt smile.
“sounds good” I said and again, slipped under the curtain.
I jumped from the stage and Will was waiting for me in his seat.
“What took you so long?” he asked me as he put his arm around me and we started to walk out.
“Eric just asked me if I wanted to go to a party with him in Manhattan, but I said I was with you” I explained as I placed my head on his shoulder.
As we stepped outside into the humid, July air, Will looked at me. And placed his hand in his pocket.
“You know, (Your name), I really love you” he said
“Aw, I love you too Will” I smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
“And I can’t think of a better time than now to ask you this” he said, and went on his knee, and produced a small box from his pocket. I felt the ground disappear from under me.
“I love you, (Your name), and I would love it, if you would be my wife” Will said and opened the box, revealing a diamond in a pink gold band. I stared at the shining ring and then looked at Will.
“Oh, yes! I’ll marry you!” I shouted and kissed him.
Will lifted me off the ground and spun me around. I smiled and relished in the fact that I was getting married.
“I Love you Eric!” I hollered again. As I screamed my boyfriend came from behind me with my drink.
“I hope you don’t love him as much as you love me” he said into my ear and I giggled.
“Of course I love you! Thank you for taking me. I still can’t believe you got front row seats!” I grinned.
“Anything for you baby, happy birthday” Will, My boyfriend said to me. I kissed him on the cheek and thanked him again.
Eric placed his guitar in a stand and looked out to the audience as he wiped sweat from his forehead.
“Alright, for my next song, I need help from a lovely lady in the audience” he said and scanned the crowd.
I started to jump up and down frantically and I waved my arms as I screamed “Eric pick me! Me, me, me!!!”
By some miracle, my attempt work. Eric looked straight down at me, and walked over to the edge of the stage. Eric extended his arm and pulled me up on stage. I looked behind me and smiled at Will as Eric pulled me on stage. Eric walked me over to a stool sitting on the stage. He placed his lips near the microphone and said “Well, hello little lady, what might your name be?”
“I’m (Your Name)” I said shyly into the microphone.
“That’s a beautiful name. And what brings you out to Shea Stadium tonight?” he asked me.
“It’s my birthday” I smiled widely
“Well happy birthday to you” he smiled “Well, this is a little birthday present for you” he said as he slung his guitar over his shoulder.
What’ll you do when you get lonely? Nobody’s waiting by your side. You know it’s just your foolish pride. Layla, you got me on my knees. Layla. I’m begging darling please. Layla
As I watched Eric sing I felt like I was going to burst. Eric Clapton was singing a beautiful song to me, and on my birthday!
As Eric finished letting out the last cords from his guitar he looked over to me and smiled.
When he was done he looked to the audience and said “Thank you New York!” and the curtain fell. Eric placed his guitar back in the stand and turned to me.
“So, (Your name). Would you care to spend the evening with me and the band?” He asked, and looked at me, smiling widely.
“Uh, I’d love to but I can’t, my boyfriend is waiting for me. I’m sorry” I said and giggled nervously.
“Come on, we’re going to a party in Manhattan, I would really like you to come” he said, coming closer to me, still looking at me with wide eyes.
“I really, I can’t I’m sorry” I said, trying to find my way back to the crowd to find Will.
“Well, can I at least have your phone number? I would really like to see you again” he said, taking my hand and pulling me from under the curtain.
“Well, I guess that’s OK” I said with a toothy grin. Eric produced a pen from his pocket and held out his hand for me to write on.
I scribbled my phone number and name on his palm. I shook as I wrote, mainly because I was holding Eric’s hand. I slid him back his pen and smiled at him.
“I’ll call you, dear” her said and gave me another thousand watt smile.
“sounds good” I said and again, slipped under the curtain.
I jumped from the stage and Will was waiting for me in his seat.
“What took you so long?” he asked me as he put his arm around me and we started to walk out.
“Eric just asked me if I wanted to go to a party with him in Manhattan, but I said I was with you” I explained as I placed my head on his shoulder.
As we stepped outside into the humid, July air, Will looked at me. And placed his hand in his pocket.
“You know, (Your name), I really love you” he said
“Aw, I love you too Will” I smiled and gave him a quick peck on the lips.
“And I can’t think of a better time than now to ask you this” he said, and went on his knee, and produced a small box from his pocket. I felt the ground disappear from under me.
“I love you, (Your name), and I would love it, if you would be my wife” Will said and opened the box, revealing a diamond in a pink gold band. I stared at the shining ring and then looked at Will.
“Oh, yes! I’ll marry you!” I shouted and kissed him.
Will lifted me off the ground and spun me around. I smiled and relished in the fact that I was getting married.



7 Comments
Thats awesome! I cant wait for more!
Cool! Keep writing!
ooh! can't wait for more!
Beautiful storyline! I can tell that this is going to be awesome!
It feels a little unrealistic because the main girl is so easily willing to change and be with Eric right after Will proposed to her...but other than that I like it. :)
AHHH! Love it! :D
Ooooooh!I need chapter 12!