Y/n POV
She attended Connor band practice a lot over the next few weeks, sometimes she designed posters or logos and sometimes she sat and enjoyed the noise they were making. She was always there and she contributed ideas but she never really felt like she was supposed to be there, she was not part of the band.
Finally they have their own original song. It's called rhythm of the model. From what y/n can gather it is about that girl raphina, her brother told her she was a model. Y/n still had not met raphina but Connors non stop rambling made her feel like she had known her for years. She was actually quite excited to meet her eventually.
"Y/n will you come with us to make a music video next Saturday?" Connor asked as he burst into his sisters bedroom.
Y/n said, "You can't even do Saturday" and continued flicking through the pages of her music magazine.
"What do you mean?" he replied his excitement now changed to confusion.
"Eamon has his Saturday job, so unless your going to play without you lead guitarist you can't do Saturday. and nether can I, I'm going out with my friends"
He eyed her suspiciously at the detail about eamon, "I didn't know you had them." Connor casually said, earning a pillow tossed at his head.
"Well I already told raphina this Saturday at 12, so eamon will have to get the day off" he went into a dream like state when he mentioned raphina, he does every time. It's getting annoying."I don't think that's fair, anyway I'm not going out till later so I'll come."
With that he left the room probably to work out the problem with eamon.