Groupies

Chapter 21

I never went up to Luke because I thought it would be weird since my mouth was just on his best friends dick. The boys decided that every other day one of them would give me lessons and today I was learning guitar with Michael.

"Ok so the first thing you need to do is get comfortable with the guitar on your shoulder and decide whether your better with your right or left hand." I already knew which arm because I'd go into the music stores and strum on the guitars.

"Ok so since obviously you knew that-" he explained all the little things that apparently essential for playing the guitar.

We went over the best way to play, finger placement, posture, and if I could tune the guitar by just listening. turns out I can't but he said that if I keep practicing I'll be able to.

At first he wanted me to play a small song but I demanded something that will make me work. So he had me learn "18" the acoustic version. I listened to it and it seemed pretty easy but that was not true, at all.

"God dammit!" I groaned misplacing my fingers for the millionth time. Every time I go to change strings I can never get them there without missing one.

"Do you need help?"

"No, just leave me alone, I can do this" I barked at him in frustration. This is not that hard I don't understand why the fuck I can't do it.

Twenty minutes passed as I was still trying to not mess up the fucking intro. Michael in the middle of me cursing at myself got a guitar and has played it nearly six times.

"Please help me.." I reluctantly asked. Mikey's head shot up looking around and looked back down to his guitar.

"Michael please" I whined. He looked at me blankly.

"I'm sorry did you say something?" He asked turning his head so his ear was closer to me.

"Will you help me?" He scrunched his eyebrows and moved closer.

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you" he was really doing this.

"MICHAEL GORDON CLIFFORD WILL YOU HELP WITH PLAYING THE GUITAR!" I yelled directly in his ear.

He shot back glaring at me but came over. Scooting to the edge of the couch, Mikey sat behind me putting his arms around me.

"Your not use to moving your fingers yet" I could tell that he was rolling his eyes.

"Says the one who plays American idiot" I retorted, knowing how difficult that is to play.

"That's a fucking hard ass piece" he said defensively.

"No duh fuck tard"

He taught me a secret way to get my fingers where they need to go which helped me... A Lot. After he left I continued playing trying to get it perfect.

"Well, well, well" Luke's voice drowned over the sound of the guitar.

I stopped playing and looked at him. "What lucas?"

"Well.. a little birdy told me michael showed you our secret way of getting to the cords quicker." he played with his lip ring, not caring about how hot it is.

I simply rolled my eyes and started playing again. I've gotten the intro and half the first verse completely done, with no mess ups. Looking up every now and then I'd see Luke just staring at me but when I looked he wasn't there.

"Luke?" About to turn my head, Luke pops up beside me with the same guitar Mikey had. "what are you doing?"

"It's easier learning and practicing with someone else, well, for me at least." he sat down infront of me, putting his guitar on.

I wasn't going to object because he's right, it is easier learning with someone else. I started playing, him joining in. It was going good until he started singing and my brain decided to stop working.

"What?" He asked stopping to look at me.

"You didn't say you were going to sing!" Now I'm objecting. Luke's voice plus concentration does not go well together.

"I just... it just came out" he smiled apologetically. Got to be honest Luke can make you kill with just one look.

I set my mouth in a hard line and squinted before starting again. Since he just had to sit where my papers where I laid them on his legs so I could see what I was playing.

Once again he began singing but it actually helped cause I sang along and kept up with the beat of the song. When we were done I practically jumped on him.

"I did it! I fucking tore that shit up! Fuck yes" I kissed Luke repeatedly.

"Whoa.... Calm.... Down" he replied laughing inbetween kisses.

Quickly I got up running into the living room thing excited. "Mikey I did it! I fucking did the whole song without messing up!" I ran to him wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist.

The smile wouldn't come off my face for the rest of the day. At the show I was literally the most excited one there, which was funny because the boys couldn't stop laughing at me. Mikey even slipped and said 'nina stop' in the middle of his solo. Girls named shaquisha fucking screamed, bitch nina is not your name, shut up.