Unbelievable

|It's Too Hard To Give Up On Someone You Think Is The Love Of Your Life| Ch. 22

November 28, 2022
November 29, 2022

{POV : Y/N}

1995 seems like it's going to be a way better year than 1994. Especially with my new boyfriend, Dave, Dave Grohl.

I'm kinda starting to forget about MCA at this point... I know it sounds bad but I don't think so.

I think it's better to forget. It keeps me from crawling back to him after two years, nearly three. At this point I don't think I could get back with him now. Could I?

I have Dave now so that's not even in question... but I don't know how this relationship is going to work out. How could I?

I'm really nervous about this show I'm going on with my band, rAvE, because Beastie Boys are going to be there. I've been filled with self doubt and wracked with anxiety since a bunch of bands got invited to this thing late last year. I don't know if I can do this. It's going to be televised live. What if something goes wrong?

All I can do is sit on Dave's new couch as he holds me close trying to get me to calm down for once. It just doesn't work.

"Please... it's going to be fine. It'll all be okay! I think you're stressing about nothing Y/n." He says trying to comfort me.

"Easy for you to say... you've done this like a million times before! I haven't! And my ex is going to be there! And I just know there's going to be some sort of drama! I wish I didn't have to deal with him..." I say, exasperated.

"You're right... I do have a lot of experience. That's why I'm going to go with you..." He trailed off.

"You're going with me?!" I sit up filled with glee.

"I mean im not going on stage with you guys or anything but I will be there... for you." He smiles.

"Oh! Thank you so much! That's really comforting." I hug him and he hugs me back.

/Time Skip To The Next Month/

Dave and I walk out the door of our house and go to his car. Today was the day all of the practice and rehearsals are about to pay off.

We drive to this studio that was empty before but now has seats and a set built. It had really been transformed.

All is not calm. Especially not me. I feel like going to die or pass out. What if I fall off the stage? What if I mess up? What if my voice cracks?

I can't stop thinking. It's so hard not to. I wish I had some sort of distraction. I look down into my bag to see my fully charged phone.

I decide to pretend like I'm looking through my bag but I'm really looking at my phone. Trying to find something interesting. I end up just looking at Dave. His hair moving every time he moves. He's beautiful. I can't help but smile when I think about him being mine.
I have to do this for him.

Soon enough the car stops. We're here. I'm not ready but I'm going to get up there and play the best show I've ever played.

We walk into the left side of the building and they give us passes we can wear. We walk into a dressing room labeled 'rAvE'. I see the rest of the band standing really close to each other and looking tense.

"Hey you guys? Something wrong? Something looks wrong." I say now realising our drummer seems to not be here.

I look past my shoulder at Dave. He smiles awkwardly.

"He's sick." Our bassist says.

"Oh shit! What are we going to do?" I ask but I already know what they're going to say.

"I could fill in." Dave says as if he was almost expecting it.

"Really? That would be great!" Our lead guitarist says.

"Yes really! Anything to help my girlfriend and her band." He says while looking at me and smiling.

I feel my face warm up and now my face is probably going from pink to a slight red.

We all change into these dodgy outfits picked out for us by some team of stylists.

I put on some makeup and we go the the side of the stage. We watch other bands play. There are some really cool bands playing. Green Day was there, Hole, Korn, Weezer. We were after them? Really? We'll look like trash in comparison.