Music had always been his passion, he loved the way you could pour out your feelings in a song. He knew that there were certain things that would raise with the songs, what exactly had he been through, rumors and theories of his relationships, and lastly, who his songs were about.
Privacy was something that the media didn't always respect, his personal life had been invaded when going out but he knew what he had signed up for. Recently people were wondering why he'd deleted all his photos of his girlfriend and family; he just wanted his page to be focused on his music.
Although it sounded selfish he knew that his family and friends knew what he was trying to do, his fan's on the other hand was a different story. He knew where they were coming from; they were concerned about him and his life, they cared for him but jumping to the conclusions wasn't the key.
His thoughts were interrupted when his phone dinged, he got a message. Entering his password he clicked on the message.
Jer:
Band practice at 5.
Seen now.
Quickly he typed a response.
Me:
Sure, see you there.
Jer:
You better be there Danny!
Sending a quick smiley face he switched his phone off and grabbed his jacket on the way out.
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FantasyShort stories about whatever comes to mind, check it out if you want to. PS= THESE ARE MY OWN STORIES SO DO NOT COPY THEM OR COPY THE IDEAS OR PLOT!!! Uploaded in order of writing.
