Nothing Lasts Forever

A Screenplay by witchiekatez

This is a play I've written just for fun. It is based from the songs of maroon 5. . .but its finale will be nothing lasts forever. Well, that song really touches my heart and I want that to be the finale. I also named his girlfriend here, Jane. Please rea

Act 1: (Nighttime in the city)
Adam wears a shirt and denim jeans for his outfit. He is doing a song recording at his studio. Outside the audio room, where he is recording, his girlfriend is waiting. She is bored and wants to go home in her apartment. She tapped the glass window separating her and Adam. Adam looks in her direction and rolls his eyes. But he went to her anyway and walked her home.

Then they have reached the girl’s apartment.

Adam: (smiles)

Jane: (looking confused then spoke ;) Why are you smiling?

Adam: (chuckles then look at his feet) Nothing really . . . I was just wondering if you can grant me a kiss, a goodnight kiss perhaps? Besides, you ruin my recording session again. (Looking hopeful)

Jane: (looking strict) Oh did I? Well, you shouldn’t have invited me at the first place then. And as for your kiss, I have no time for it. You may go now. (Turns her back from him)

Adam: (grabbed her arm just as she turned back) Hey, what’s wrong? . . . Is there a problem between us? Look, I only want you to kiss me ok and I didn’t mean to hurt you with what I say. And I don’t care how many times do you still have to ruin my recording sessions.

Jane: (crosses her arms, raised her browse then rolls her eyes) Adam, look . . . I am tired ok? So please stop demanding a kiss from me. And leave now.

Adam: (looked crushed then sighs) Alright then, I’ll leave now. . .have a sound sleep ok?. . .and don’t worry I’ll be your guardian angel tonight. You will have my prayers. Is that ok?

Jane: (rolls her eyes again and touches the door to her room) Whatever . . . (then she closed the door. It banged on Adam’s face)

Adam: (he kissed his palms then rubbed it to Jane’s door. He looks hurt, and then he left)

Outside the streets, he is singing just as he walked to his apartment facing hers.

I’m sick of picking the pieces
And second-guessing
My reasons why you don’t trust me
Why must we do this to one another?

When he gets to his apartment, he sat on the couch. He is still singing. Then he removed his shoes and then covered his face with his hands. He lies on the bed then fell asleep.

Act 2: (Morning)
He woke up the next morning, pulled his shirt off his head and then proceeded to the shower. As he showers himself, memories of her came rushing back to him. Flashback of the scene where they cuddled together on his bed entered his mind. It seems forced. Then he broke into singing again.

I never knew perfection till
I heard you speak, and now it kills me
Just to hear you say the simple things
Now waking up is hard to do
And sleeping is impossible too
Everything is reminding me of you
What can I do?

Adam: (side view close-up of him singing in the shower.)

Act 3: (In his room)
Still singing, he dressed himself and then went to the window, searching for her. He saw her and then he waved. But she went away. He broke into singing again.

It’s not right, not OK
Say the words that you say
Maybe we’re better off this way?
I’m not fine, I’m in pain
It’s harder everyday
Maybe we’re better off this way?
It’s better that we break…

Then his phone rang. The speaker says he has a show. He glances back to her window again but she did not come back. He goes away.

. . .to be continued.