Classic Rock Imagines

𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚍, 𝚂𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 (𝙸'𝚖 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜) (𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚗)

This is for us Lilly✋🏽😭

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You and your best friend had been on pretty bad terms for the last couple weeks.

You didn't exactly know if you'd done anything to upset her, but you were too afraid to call her up and ask her what you had done.

She had just blown up on you about some really random stuff, and to be honest you weren't paying that much attention.

That is probably why she had stormed out screaming about how you never took the time to care about her.

Which you thought was highly untrue.

You cared deeply for her, you just hated when she ranted about such boring things.

Before that whole thing and gone down, you had bought tickets to the Peter Frampton concert that was happening tomorrow.

Now you had one extra ticket and no one to go with.

You thought about all the other people you knew and all the friends you had.

But honestly, there weren't many.

There was one guy, named Steve, but you were pretty sure he was in love with you.

Nevertheless, you called him up and asked him to go with you.

And what do you know? He jumped at the chance.

You sighed and put the phone down.

You start to dial you best friends number but stop at the last number.

What would you say?

What would she say?

The phone slammed back into the receiver.

You just wanted your friendship to be restored, but you didn't know if she'd take you back so easily.

You drifted to sleep wondering what to do.

When you awoke the next morning, you felt tired and sick.

You thought about calling off the concert with Steve but you hadn't been out of your apartment in 3 weeks.

Peter went on at 8 so you still had some time to recover yourself.

Steve was coming to pick you around 6:30, so you could eat before the concert.

You were actually excited to see this show seeing as Peter Frampton was one of your favorite musicians.

You didn't really know if Steve knew anything about Peter but you also didn't care, if you could end up going home with someone else you were completely fine with that.

6:30 finally rolled around and you were sitting on your couch when a knock came at the door.

You got up slowly to answer it.

You opened it fully knowing it was Steve.

But it wasn't.

There before you stood your best friend, Avery.

"I-" you stood there in shock.

"Hey..." she said sheepishly.

"Hey.... What are you doing here?"

"We have concert tickets! And I figured, it's been three weeks why not mend our friendship."

"Well honestly I thought about calling like three times yesterday, but I invited Steve instead."