Starboy

One

George's pov

Today was just a normal day, I just finished my job for the week, I worked alongside my sister at her bakery Monday to Friday it was an okay job, I got to work with family and have a good ish pay. but it wasn't exactly what I wanted to do.

You see I wrote lyrics I don't know if they are any good but it's something I've always been passionate about, I've always loved writing and sending my work off to small bands, none of the songs got much attention except for one I made for this band called 'the transit' I must admit their lead singer wilbur was quite the heartthrob. I didn't know much about the group themselves all I knew was they took my lyrics and made something amazing with it.

that was about three months ago since I heard it, I've wanted to reach out to them again and tell them how I'd love to work with them again, but I'm so anxious to possibly meet them. I mean they are this cool underground indie band, and me? I'm this nerdy guy from London who wrote them lyrics once.

I was currently on my desk, writing down some ideas for more lyrics for the future when I got a phone call from one of my friends Alex, smiling I answered the phone.

"hey what are you doing right now? we should do something tonight, it's a Saturday night we need some fun"

"uh... I'm currently writing some lyrics but how about next weekend? I promise!" I said desperately hoping he'd understand, I was in my moment and I didn't want to lose the creativity I had in my mind.

"okay okay fine but you need to share those ones out to that group that got that small hit. the transfer or whatever they are called" I laughed through the phone at him messing the name so badly.

"it's transit." I corrected him which followed with a 'thats what I said'
"I may do it though if it doesn't happen it doesn't happen, right I have to go, I need to finish these before doing the ideas get out my mind, I'll see you tomorrow though! bye!"

after I pressed end call I sat there, my legs now on my desk as I leaned back "fuck it" I mumbled, putting my feet down to concentrate. it felt like my brain couldn't keep up with my fingers.

-2 hours later-

I read through the three piece of writing, humming it in a tune I thought off "okay" I muttered as I put the sheets into an envelope, I already had the address, it was all ready.

it was about 8pm now, I decided I should just get some rest before sending it off tomorrow. laying there in my bed I couldn't fall asleep. I decided to scroll through my phone like your average 20 year old would do rather than sleeping, of course I was going through their Instagram page, my eyes always glued to the lead singer he was handsome, and as a bisexual man I could say that without it being weird.
as I was scrolling I noticed a post with just one member on it. he had green ish eyes, dark blonde or brown hair, light stubble and a cute smile "why have I never noticed him?" I pressed the 'read more' part on the post. reading about this guy, realizing he was the lead guitarist and backing Vocals, he wasn't in many shots nor any of the music videos. he was pretty attractive maybe he was shy?

I stretched my body before placing my phone on the table beside my bed, closing my eyes and let my brain sleep.
but I couldn't. I could only picture that guitarist, I couldn't even remember his name, he wasn't really my type, Wilbur was, but why was he all I thought about.

- in the morning-
George's pov

My alarm woke me up, I was all covered in my dovet like a caterpillar, it was comfortable. I groaned and turned off the alarm, I knew I had to be awake early, I was meeting Alex for some late breakfast, well brunch.
I got up and showered of course, I wore just a cream sweater along with some black ripped jeans, nothing too much. I grabbed my bag and the envelope before leaving my small apartment.

it felt nice to be outside after being stuck in my apartment for the whole weekend, writing and working all that stress.

after about a good twenty minutes I made it to the small restaurant I was meeting Alex at, sending him a quick message to tell him that I was there, I sat there waiting for ten minutes until the short boy arrived, a black cap on and baggy clothes, and some black sunglasses?

"oh my god my head hurts so much man, it was so fun though! you should have came out with me" the hungover Alex mumbled as he placed his head on the table, a little laugh comes out my mouth.

"yeah seeing you like that makes me happy I didn't come out with you, plus I finished the song I was writing!" he just groaned, I realized he probably didn't want to hear about it right now.

we both had ordered, I got some pancakes with strawberries and cream, while Alex ordered bacon pancakes, chocolate pancakes and some scrambled eggs, I guess that was his hangover cure?

our catch up brunch consisted of us talking about our our work gossip, weird tiktoks and the lyrics I was writing. I was still having second thoughts. like what if they use me for my lyrics again? that's what they did the first time, they got my lyrics and never gave me credit, but they made those lyrics come to life, I knew I had to give it another go.

I gave Alex a hug before walking back to mine, I tapped on the envelope in my palm as I walked to the post box, my nerves were eating me alive, I was scared but obviously excited. I just pushed the letter in quickly before changing my mind. the walk home was okay, I had my earphones in as I listened to the song they made recently, they definitely needed better lyrics.

once I arrived home I sat at my desk, writing more that came to my mind. I was determined to do something good with these.

- Dreams pov -

I walked to the door of the shared apartment I had with my band mates, leaning down to go through the mail, it was a lot of junk as always but one made me stop and read. I opened it since it was for the whole band.
I read through the lyrics, smiling a little at them, the handwriting seemed familiar.

"guys, that guy that wrote us lyrics last time wrote back to us! his name is uh. George." I said as I walked into the room with them

"well we finally have a name of the guy huh? I'm glad he actually remembered to put his name this time" our lead singer wilbur butted in, making us all laugh.

"maybe we should invite him here? he could see what we can do with his lyrics! he put his phone number on here" I said while taking my phone out.

George huh? cute name for a talented lyricist.

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Hi guys I hope you like this first part! next chapter I'll show the side of the band members and introduce you to them :)
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