When Nothing Else Matters (Heartstrings, #1)

by Katherine Jay

“Hold up, hold up. Pause for a second. I’m happy to play along with this little game of ours,” I say, motioning my hand back and forth between us. “But don’t you dare say a bad word about my taste in music,” I scoff. Dylan stares at me for seconds and then breaks into laughter. It’s so infectious that I join him. “Okay then, what’s your favorite song of all time?” I ask, eyebrows raised, hoping I can return the tease. He pauses for a second and then closes his eyes. “Metallica, ‘Nothing Else Matters,’” he says with melancholy in his voice. There’s definitely a story there, but he doesn’t explain it; instead, he says, “You?” I almost don’t want to tell him. He’s never going to believe me, and I certainly don’t have the same feelings toward it as he does, but I confess, anyway. “Metallica, ‘Nothing Else Matters.’”