★02☆

1K 53 608
                                    

Zero > The Smashing Pumpkins
Would? > Alice in Chains
Paranoid > Black Sabbath
Room to breathe > You me at six

//tw: mentions of drinking problems and cocaine addiction//

"So

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.


"So...this hot guy thought you were a groupie and was rude to you, is British, has a tramp stamp, a bellybutton piercing, green eyes, sang one of your favorite songs like a grunge god and had handcuffs hanging from his leather belt?"

I nod to my sister while successfully making a kickflip, Gabbie sitting on the sidewalk of our neighborhood recapitulating everything I just said to her. I hear her hissing and when I put a foot on my Hello Kitty skateboard to stop it and raise my head to see my sister, she has a funny face like she's trying to imagine Harry. A small pink boombox next to her is playing Zero by The Smashing Pumpkins.

"He sounds like trouble, someone that would definitely break your heart." Gabbie purses her lips, playing with the sleeves of her flannel "But absolutely your type."

"Shut up. I mean yeah, he may be, but he was rude to me and I think he has a girlfriend." I shrug my shoulders, rolling down the street and then skating back to my sister.

After The Astrophiles gig two days ago, I couldn't stop thinking about the rude asshole and I hate myself for it. But he is the type of guy that you meet once and get stuck in your head. When the band finished their performance, Harry left the club as soon as they got off the stage without saying goodbye to their friends. I only saw him whispering something really quick into Luke's ear and then he stormed out of Kenopsia. I couldn't care less but, his voice, his eyes, his entire persona don't want to leave my fucking mind.

I don't like him, even if he's the prettiest guy I've ever meet and sings and put his heart and soul on stage like a dark angel, he was really rude for no reason and I don't care if he was mad about something, that's not the right way to talk to a woman and someone you don't know and did nothing to you. That's why I'm mad that I've spent the last two days thinking about him.

Now Suki called me this morning saying that the band invited us to hangout at Harry's and Luke's because it's TJ's birthday. And by band I'm guessing it was just Luke and TJ, don't think Harry or Sadie want us there. At first I declined but accepted after the seven time Suki insisted that she didn't wanna go alone and needed her best friend's support and company.

"What's the name of the band again?" Gabbie asks, grabbing a strand of her dark red dyed hair to make a small braid.

"The Astrophiles."

"I'm gonna ask Sandy about them when I see her at school tomorrow, she probably knows the band. Sandy always goes to rock clubs. Actually, maybe I should go with her next time."

"Not a chance." I huff, placing one foot at the tail of my skateboard and stomping on it to lift it up and grab the board "Those clubs are too wild and dangerous for you, you're only 16, G."

kenopsia [h.s]Where stories live. Discover now