LiL PEEP X Reader

first impressions

You leave the sand behind. Soon enough you are walking on the pavement of a parking lot that's lit by only one flickering and fluorescent street light. You see the group of boys hanging out around a van that has stickers scattered on the windows. You spot Tracy sitting with his legs dangling from the seat and the rest of the boys surround him as you approach.

Tracy spots you.

"Hey, grab a seat in the back," he tells you, getting up from the middle seat and into the front passenger one. "It's not that long of a ride."

You nod and hop into the van, ducking your way into the back. Not long after, the rest of the boys follow and take their seats in the whip. One of the guys you haven't been introduced to yet sits next to you on your right side. The boy with the gazing eyes sits in front of him.

The last one hops into the driver's seat and starts up the car.

As the car engine turns on, music begins bumping way too loud. You're reminded that these boys had been drinking. Oh shit, is that man even sober enough to drive?

Regardless, the drive begins.

The music is loud and paying closer attention to it, the songs were pretty good. It was rap but at the same time, it wasn't. It was different in a way.

A guy would rap or sing on the beats, some songs having a guitar, piano and some other instruments you wouldn't normally hear in hip hop. The songs weren't just about using girls and getting money too, which was refreshing. Actually, it seemed that the lyrics had some pain to them the more you listened and the melodies varied in different styles. The guys were really into it, singing along and knowing all the words. Did not expect that.

You felt a little anxious in a car full of strangers. The boys singing, loud music and the anxiety gave you a feeling that you haven't felt since you were a teenager.

What would I call this feeling? This feels almost reminiscent of my past.

Is this feeling familiar because of the life I once lived before?

Questions flood your mind. These new yet familiar feelings leave you pondering.

Sinking deeper in thought, you steady your elbow against the edge of the van's window and stare off into the cityscape of the night. The night was bright and lights from tall buildings littered the sky.

The van speeds down the highway. Eventually, you break your gaze from the window, letting your head turn in your palm and look over at the gazing boy. Just like you, he hangs his head low and is facing out his window. You watch him as lights pass over his body. He seemed so sad or maybe, out of it? You weren't quite sure what his story was yet but something about him was alluring.

- - -

Time passes and melancholic rap songs continued to play. You guys had driven out of the city and were now in a more lower-class, suburban area. You notice that Tracy and a couple of the other boys had been chugging back beers the whole ride.

The car starts to slow down and pulls up into a driveway that had a little house in front of it. The driver parks the car and the music comes to a stop.

"Nice timing." the boy next to you says. You had completely forgotten someone was sitting next to you.

You look over and see that he'd been rolling a blunt. You were so lost in your thoughts that you hadn't been aware of what was going on around youfor the past 30 minutes or so of driving.

One by one, the boys get out of the car and you're the only one left to get out. You grab your headphones and phone and stuff them into your hoodie pocket.