corroded coffin

part three : arriving

when steve finally got back home, he checked the time. it was only 5, he had time to get ready. he set his things down on the bed and walked into the bathroom. he got his hair products and began doing his hair, and when he finished be dried it off a little.

steve sighed and got his clothes before putting them on. he looked... weird. definitely not like himself. he was in all black, and even went as far as wearing makeup. god, he really was trying to impress people.

he made himself lunch.. or early dinner. and after he finished, it was finally time to go to the concert. steve put his plate in the sink. "ill clean it later." he turned off all the lights and walked out of the house. he was exited, but prayed to all things holy that dustin wouldn't find him. nor anyone from school.

when he arrived, it was packed. but somehow he got one of the front seats. he sighed and leaned back in his chair, watching the band get ready. there was a long haired one, brown. he caught Steve's eye. he was moving so swiftly, definitely knowing what he was doing. the guy and steve locked eyes for a moment, and he smiled. steve sighed and waited for the music to start.

the first song being played was head over heels, by.. tears for fears. i think. everyone got on stage. a short curly brown haired person, and another curly brown haired person but it was darker. there was also a guy who played drums. and then, the main person. which was the guy steve saw earlier. he was wearing a corroded coffin shirt, and the hem was cut. his jeans were dark, but not black, and they had a lot of holes. he also wore rings and a jean chain. he was pretty.

wait, what? no, he wasn't pretty. he just looked cool. steve sighed and kept his eyes on him, while the guy did the same. he kept his eyes on steve, no one or nothing else. "I wanted to be with you alone, and talk about the weather.
but traditions I can trace against the child in your face, won't escape my attention," the guitar player spoke, his voice perfectly raspy.

you keep your distance via the system of touch.. and gentle persuasion."
I'm lost in admiration, could I need you this much? oh, you're wasting my time,
you're just, just, just wasting time." now, the long haired guy obviously knew who steve was. hes seen him around school here and there, and saw him at the store a few hours prior. course, he was one of those people who can get a crush on anyone super quickly. but people didn't like him due to.. interesting circumstances. but that's fine, he likes who he wants and doesn't have a consequence. but turns out, steve has the same problem.

"something happens and I'm head over heels, I never find out until I'm head over heels. something happens and I'm head over heels, ah, don't take my heart, don't break my heart don't, don't, don't throw it away." steve and the other male now had locked eyes with each other. fuck. steve thought.