In Love And Death

Adam Lazzara will MakeDamnSure

Matt got out his phone and called Adam. He walked around his little apartment while I looked around, I was curious. The house was pretty big, covered in splashes of color and symbols. I walked down the hallway and found that I was stepping on broken glass and mirrors. I felt the shards brake into more peices as I walked further. My shoes were getting scratched up.

The hall finally ended and became a empty blank room with nothing in it. It was like they didn't discover this section of the house. Matt followed me in when he hung up.

"Adam is going to be here in the morning, I forgot that he was playing a show tonight." He saw me staring blankly at the walls. "You confused why we haven't destroyed this room yet?" He asked.

"Yeah," I itched the back of my neck. "Why is the other part of the house trashed?"

"This used to be a punk hangout when punk was becoming popular in the 90s. People had this part added on but we don't ever feel like cleaning the rest up." He sat on the white carpet floor. I sat down in facing him. "So why where you at the house alone?"

"Quinn's ex died and he didn't want me to have to deal with him being super depressed." I looked down and played with my fingers.

"Wow, I fell bad for Quinn. But you should be over there, Quinn knows you want to see him."

I looked back up at Matt's face. "But I want to follow Quinn's rules. I don't want him being pissed off."

"Fine, if its what you want to do." Matt got up and went upstairs. I was alone again.

He came back, "I was just checking something. You want some food? It's like one in the morning but if you want anything thats fine." He stepped into the kitchen and checked in the fridge.

"Nah," I yawned. "Where am I gonna sleep?"

"I'll let you sleep in my bed if you want. I have a couch up there that I'll sleep on." He found some old food from the fridge and put it on a plate.

"Well, I'm in need of more sleep so night." I got up and went upstairs.

Matt's room was painted in streaks of blue, red, and black. It was cleaner in his room than the hallway I was in before. I layed face-first on Matt's bed and passed out.

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I woke up to the door shutting downstairs.

"Hey," I said rubbing my eyes. Matt had been woken up too.

"It's okay, Adam is just here." Matt yawn and sat up. "I'll go tell him you're here." He left the room.

I rolled over and looked up at the ceiling. From the ceiling, I looked around and made myself aware of my surroundings. I sat up and stretched my spine. I decided to go downstairs to see Adam. I heard him and Matt talking about last night in the hallway. I was emabarrassed to meet Adam, so my instinticts told me to pretend to go back to sleep. I went back in the room and layed down.

"So I brought a friend over yesterday, she wanted to stay here yesterday cuz her friends left to go see something." It felt like Matt was hiding the truth a little as him and Adam walked up the stairs.

"So who is this girl? Yours?" His voice had a bit of a southern accent. It never showed when he sang.

"No, she's just a fan of you and me." He got to the door and knocked. "Zoe? You fine if we come in?" He asked.

"Yeah," I said. I sat back up and waited. It was like waiting for your birthday.

Matt opened the door and the two of them walked in. Adam had brown eyes and brown hair. It swept across his face. He looked about my age, with his band shirt and skinny jeans. You could immediantly tell he was in a band.