Narrator's POV
Y/n finally got out of bed. Today she had band practice, and like always, she had new ideas. As much as they loved her, Y/n always came up with new songs, new prompts, new everything every few weeks or so, which, in itself wasn't a bad thing, but having to always learn new things every time was challenging for them to say the least.
She showered, got dressed, put on a worrying amount of eyeliner and put on some dark lipstick. She put her shoes on, did her hair, grabbed some coffee, her bass and was finally on her way to band practice, right on time, like always.
Once she got there, she greeted everyone, hugging Eddie, her best friend. He was the only one she could fully trust, she could tell him anything and everything and she knew he would always be there for her. That fact brought her some comfort.
She sat everyone down and introduced them to her new idea. She played the bass while giving each one instructions on which instrument to add. They all listened carefully, knowing this song was another hit. Y/n was frankly the reason this band was a hit, with her talent, her songs, her voice, her performance. She was alluring, bewitching almost, like a vampire, or even a witch. She had this power over people, too bad she couldn't see it.
Eddie was standing next to her, playing his guitar as well, following her instructions and playing the same cords over and over. Once the instrumental sounded good enough. They practiced, over and over, took a break and went right back to practice until everyone was ready. They took one more break while she was showing them the lyrics she wrote:
"
- Okay, so first Gareth with the drums, bam bam bam bam, steady beat for like 5 seconds, then I start playing the bass, Eddie and Jeff follow me with the electric guitar. We play the instrumental for like 30 seconds and then I start the first verse. Got it? They all nodded
- I have to say Y/n, you're amazing
- How do you always come up with new shit, we basically follow your every instruction at this point? Jeff pointed out
- It's not even Corroded Coffins anymore, it's like Y/n and the Corroded Coffins
- Okay don't go that far maybe. Y/n laughed. But thank you, I just have a lot of inspiration
- Okay guys, back to practice. Eddie urged them to stand up
"
This time, everyone was partially ready, they got started with the real deal. She did interrupt them every few minutes or so but apart from that everyone was doing great. She was singing and she trusted Eddie with the background vocals. It sounded pretty good for a demo. They redid the songs a few times, finally, they were all satisfied with it and called it a day. They recorded a demo and went on their separate ways.
Eddie and Y/n left together, carrying their instruments and both smoking cigarettes. They decided to get ice cream first, they entered the scoops Ahoy, greeting Robin and Steve. They both ordered the same thing, every time. Eddie and Y/n had similar taste, one more thing that got them closer to each other.
Robin gave Y/n her order, awkwardly smiling at her, "Here Y/n, I added you extra toppings just like you love them". Y/n smiled brightly, "Thanks Robin, you're the best! Bye guys, have a good day!".
Y/n left with Eddie, not thinking much of this interaction. Back inside the Scoops Ahoy, Steve was scolding and teasing his friend for not making a move on her crush. That's right, Robin had a thing for Y/n, but realistically, who didn't? Y/n, despite having an unconventional style and personality was loved by everyone, except of course, the one person she wished loved her.
This blind love she had for him prevented her from seeing all the people around her, who would actually be good for her.
They both walked to Y/n house and crashed on her couch, talking about one thing specifically:
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- How long did he stay last night? Eddie asked
- 1 hours and 12 minutes, showed up at midnight, left at 1:12
- Precisely huh? He chuckled though he didn't find it funny in the slightest
Yeah, he stayed a bit, smoked, got dressed and disappeared in the dark
- Is the new song about him too?
- Yes, it's called "Do I wanna know?", follow me on the guitar? I wanna play it one last time
- Sure. They plugged the instruments and played, Eddie was standing but Y/n, stayed laying down on the couch
- Do I wanna know? If this feeling flows both ways? Sad to see you go. Was sort of hoping that you'd stay. She softly sang, loud enough to be heard, not but too loud
-Baby, we both know. He softly sang the background vocals
- That the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day. Crawling back to you. Ever thought of calling when you've had a few? Cause I always do
"
*Author's note: I know that Eddie wouldn't listen nor would he make this kind of music but ignore it for the sake of the plot. Thank you*
They played the rest of the song and sat back down. Y/n didn't shift positions, Eddie made himself comfortable, laying on Y/n, using her thighs as a pillow. He looked up at her. "Wanna roll?", he asked.
Y/n smiled, "Fuck yeah I do. Pass me the stuff, I'll roll". He passed her everything she needed and using her soft tummy as a platter, she rolled the tip, rolled the blunt, licked it, lit it and done. She took the first hit and passed it to Eddie who thanked her. Every time they smoked together she would always roll, because she was simply great at it. They played some music and stayed just like that, in a room full of smoke, good vibes and repressed feelings.
A few hours later, while the sun was slowly setting, Eddie decided it was time for him to go home, he hugged his girl goodbye and left. The second the door closed behind him, Y/n ran to the bathroom.
To be continued
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