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This was a personal imagine request, my apologies that it took forever but work is crazy at the moment... I really hope you like it! sabrinar_890
When Eve got the message from Kelly, this morning, saying she had won some free tickets to see a talented band in a small Chicago bar downtown, she forgot to mention one very tiny detail... that the band performing was named N2Deep and the guitarist was none other than Y/N Y/L/N, her arrogant ex friend and professional heartbreaker of anyone you laid eyes on.
And, apparently, her heart at this very moment. When she eyes you pulling the strap of your electric guitar over your shoulder, hair swishing and a bright, yet slightly exhausted grin on your face… well, it almost feels like nothing’s changed. It reminded her of that one time she snuck out to see you, when you both were young and dumb, though she didn't just see you- no she also saw you with your lips attached to another woman on that cold December night. Not just any woman but, someone who's looks didnt at all fit the bill of what she imagined your type to be. A cheerleader, one who almost always looked down on everyone who couldn't afford her glamorous lifestyle. Til this very day Eve couldn't understand what you ever saw in her.
“Yo we gotta bounce,” She mutters, grabbing her friend by the wrist. “I'm not feeling this no more.”
But the music has already started, your heavy strumming drowning out the woman's voice. Kelly immediately stops waving her hands in the air, turning towards her dear friend, taking a large gulp of her drink before asking, “Girl, what!? I can’t hear you over this music!”
“We gotta go Kelly. I got other shit to do!” She desperately pleads, hand yanking away from her friend, already backing away so her entire body is hidden away by the large rowdy crowd. It isn’t as easy to blend in as just another sweaty face in the clustered crowd. Energetic bodies jump all around her, enjoying the upbeat tempo coming from the conjoined bands instruments. It was impossible to focus on anything but. She tried to hone in on her own beating flesh centered to the right of her chest, the music making it next to unendurable to do so.
“Why? The music just started miss lady, I'm not about to waste these tickets!” Kelly drags the woman back, spilling half Eve's drink in the process.
Eve glances at you again, the dancing strobe lights becoming blurry. You have no clue about her existence to caught up in the music to notice. She knew you didn't even have it set in your mind that she would show her face tonight, your eyes half-closed and face contorted as you strum away on the strings. You have more tattoos now. More piercings than the simple ear piercings you had before. More confidence, less pretend and more real — something completely magnetic. And despite the dull ache in her chest, a flicker of pride rises in her. She always knew you were meant for something more than gloomy Philadelphia, and not just because she and you were once as close as two humans could practically be. A hole in the wall bar in downtown California was sure as hell better than a disheveled bar in Philly.
