we pulled into a parking lot of what seemed to be a bar "Hunter, you do know we're under age, right?" I asked
"relax, they know me" they know him? what the fuck does this guy do on the weekends? "they know you? hunter, what is going on?" I asked
"its like karaoke. you're gonna sing" my eyes widen "what?" I exclaimed "come on, you had to know I was gonna make you sing" Hunter scoffed.
I looked back at the bar and there was a long line out the door. kind of like a club "th-thats a lot of people, I don't know if I can" I started to breath heavier
"you'll be fine. I'm gonna be there with you every step of the way-" "promise?" I didn't have to look at Hunter to know he was looking at me.
He was probably giving me some weird look of confusion. Hunter reached into his glovebox and grabbed something.
He played with it in his hand before he turned to me "Stevie" he called my name, making me look at him.
Hunter wore a look, one a couldn't figure out, compassion? Empathy? Sympathy?
He reached over and grabbed the left front section of my hair, I could see now that what he was holding was a hair clip, he used his mouth to open it and then he pinned my hair back.
"Normally I would never admit this..." he trailed, I looked into his eyes. His hands slowly moved from hair as he leaned in
"you're talented, you shouldn't have anything to worry about. I don't understand why you are in the first place" he sighed.
Really, it's because of him, he'd tease me about singing. It made me think I wasn't good. I've always been after his approval. I guess I've always had a crush on him.
I grabbed hunters wrist "you'll stay with me the whole time? Promise?" I probably sound like a little kid
"I promise" I looked back at the bar then to Hunter again "I'll only do it if you do it with me" I stated
"sing?" I nodded "alright, deal" he said "you ready?" He questioned, and for once I confidently nodded.
We got out of the car and started the walk to the door "Jimmy! How you been man?" Hunter greeted the door man with a bro-hug
"Hunt, I'm good man. Who's this?" The man turned to me "this is Stevie" the man held out his hands
"nice to meet you, Stevie. I'm Jimmy" I shook his hand "Stevie wants to perform" Jimmy nodded with a grin before stepping aside and letting us in.
The bar was crowded, Hunter stood behind me "stay close" he said in my ear.
I grabbed his arm and wrapped it over my torso and he guided us through the crowd, to the stage.
We went behind the curtains and there was another man, smoking a cigarette "Hunter! My boy!" He exclaimed and gave Hunter a hug before he turned to me
"you must be Stevie. I've heard a lot about you" I scoff and look at Hunter "fuckwad" I mumbled
"This is Aaron. He owns the bar. Aaron, Stevie and I are gonna perform. Eyes without a face, Billy idol" "for sure man" Aaron walked away and I turned to Hunter
"I thought you didn't like Billy idol?" I questioned "you've listen to that song through and though a million times. I picked up on the lyrics" I smiled, he was right.
"Ladies and Gentlemen. We have a live performance tonight from local rockstars Stunter and Hevie- wait no... whatever. Give it up for them"
suddenly tue curtain opened and everyone looked at us. I froze. Complete frozen. Hunter came to my side
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BROOKLYN BABY // Hunter Sylvester (Metal Lords)
Fanfiction"Well, my boyfriend's in a band He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed" Hunter Sylvester x OC Metal Lords x OC