hellbound | h.s

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English Love Affair by 5 Seconds of Summer
but it's by Hellbound

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*･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧ Rory *･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

We have all been at this club for ages. What we have been shooting for is dance, drink, repeat. And we're doing a great job at it so far.

I kinda of like the cycle though. It's good to finally not be criticized and get shitted on if I even felt the feeling of joy, like back in New York.

After the bands started to play, I had to search for Sage because she had wandered off somewhere after the second band started playing.

When I found her, it wasn't surprising to see her holding a boat load of drinks in her arms and a huge shit eating grin on her face.

What was even more not surprising was her slipping on literally nothing and falling flat on her fucking ass. I wish someone got that on camera because it was the highlight of my life.

I tried helping her up, I really did, but it just ended with me on the floor crying laughing while she tried to get up from the floor with a scowl very evident on her face. Her facade broke though when she saw I couldn't stop laughing and then she just started laughing with me. After she stopped laughing, she had to help me up.

We went to get more drinks since the ones she had were on the floor, with shards of glass in them and we listened to some of the bands songs as we were waiting. So very sick they are.

As we listen to the live music, I feel myself getting pretty woozy from the many shots I had consumed and I'm pretty sure Madison said that there is only one band left to play for tonight, thankfully.

We were all dancing with each other after getting our drinks when we heard the music stop from the second to last band that was playing. That then lead to us stopping our spectacular dance moves.

All I saw next was a bright light on a micro phone stand and someone stepping up to it.

The man walking up to the microphone had curly hair and bright green eyes that scanned over the room to scope out everyone in the . Damn he's fuckin' hot. Forget what I said about Rihanna. He could dick me down every day of the week and I'd be grateful. He could run me over and beat me up and I'd fuckin' thank him. Wait, where am I right now? I'm at a club? Yeah, Yeah. A club.

Out of nowhere, I then see lights showing a drummer and guitarist.

Well fuck... this whole band is really hot. Hashtag foursome.

Everything was silent for a few seconds until the lead singer screams, "It's hellbound, who's ready to fuckin' party!!"

Yeah, don't mind if I do.

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The drummer started playing his drums while the lead singer clapped his hands. The guitarist then started playing a few chords after them.

Everyone started whipping their hair around, jumping up and down and dancing to the beat of the music while the lead sing started singing, "It started on a weekend in may." 

I grabbed Sage's hands and started to dance with her. Both of us with smiles on our faces.

"I was looking for attention, needed intervention." I looked up at the lead singer as he was singing. I caught his eye and we held eye contact for a few seconds while he sings the next part of the song, his eyes seemingly oddly familiar, though I know I've never seen him in my life, "Felt somebody looking at me."