average teenage love story

chapter 4

Parker's POV

Backseat serenade / dizzy hurricane / oh God, I'm sick of sleeping alone.

Alex Gaskarth's voice blares out loud from my speakers.

I'm sitting on my bed, on my phone, checking Tumblr.

I'm stalking my favorite blog. It has grunge pictures, pale, soft, as well as pictures of bands, like Paramore, Panic!, Fall Out Boy, and All Time Low. And 5SOS. I don't love them, but Luke sure isn't ugly.

The song changes to Pierce the Veil's "Bulletproof Love," and I exit out of Tumblr and open up Twitter.

Patrick Stump tweeted something about drinking coffee, Brendon Urie posted a video, All Time Low said some stuff about their new album.

I hear the phone ring in the other room. I run out to answer it.

"Hello?" I ask after I pick up the receiver.

A moment later, I drop the phone, speechless.

*Note: All bands and apps mentioned in this chapter do not belong to me.