The Drummer

Chapter 5

As Travis kisses you, you loose yourself for a moment lost in the cheering and overall happieness of the room. As you find your common sense you pull away and is tempted to slap him.

"trav, what was that?" you say taking a step back so your not so face to face anymore.

"I-I.." as he goes to explain him self you stop him and say,

"I'm sorry if I haven't made it clear I like.." and before you can finish your sentence trav looks worried. You turn around to see what was bothering him, aside from the fact you basicly just broke his heart.

As you turn around your met with Danny.

A sad look in his eyes and his face red.

"here's your drink" he says bluntly, passing you your cup, he drops his and storms out.

He must have been behind you the whole time, waiting to kiss you at midnight.

You quickly look back at Travis and he's just awkwardly playing with his hair. You turn back and attempt to run after danny, although 5 inch heels arnt the best running shoes.

"Danny wait!" you yell feebly in any attempt to catch his attention over the car&bus horns outside.

As you go to grab his arm you trip slightly, falling over your feet, the same you did when you met him.

He catches you under the arms just as your about to hit the ground, he pulls you up, picks up your purse hands it too you and turns away and begins to continue to walk away.

"Danny wait, look at me!" you grab his arm and he spins around.

"what? What do you want? To play with my heart more? To flirt then ditch me AGAIN!?" he raises his voice slightly wich makes you jump slightly.

"I'm sorry for yelling" he say quietly, almost whispering.

"I'm just not the lead singer am I? I'm just The Drummer..." he says.

The words like a punch in the heart, he looks you in the eye, lingers for a second and turns and walks away.

Your so shocked and hurt you can't say anything or move toward him, you just stand and let him go. Unaware if you will ever see him again.

A single tear falls from your eyes and it lands on your shoe and as you look down at your shoe you spot a card at your feet.

You crouch and pick it up. It's a small note card, for speeches and notes.