Greyhound To Hollywood

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                                                                                                                          Sawyers Pov, 1976

    I let out a slight groan, rubbing my back and popping my neck. I've been on this bus for 24 hours and we are now in Seattle making a stop to let people off and pick people up. I leaned my head back on the chair, closing my eyes as I let the sound of the music take me over, "She was a long cool women in a black dress" the music rang out. "The Hollies, good band" A voice sounded out from beside me. I simply nodded without giving the mystery man a look, "I'm Frank" He said, finally I looked over, "Spencer" I said quietly finally looking up. Woah this dude is like stupid attractive, bright green eyes, brown fuzzy hair, tan skin. "So whatcha play" He asked? "Electric Guitar" I replied, he gave me a soft smile, I continued to listen to my music when I felt a hand brush against my neck, I looked over, "If you want you can lay on me, It looks like you've been up a while" He said. "Thank you" I replied laying my head on his shoulder.  Soon after I dozed off to sleep.

                                                                                                               14 hours later.
"Hey we're here'' Frank said as he nudged me awake, I opened my eyes to look up at him and he gave me a smile. He got up and slung his backpack around his shoulder and off he went. I put my backpack on and grabbed my guitar and stepped of the bus, Instantly I was met with the smell of polution, piss and alcohol. "where ya headed" The familiar voice asked? I turned around, "Honestly I have nowhere to go" I replied. He gave me a sorry look, "Hey listen I'm gonna rent a room for a couple days if you'd like to stay with me" He said Softly, "You could be a pedo or worse a MURDERER" I said laughing a bit. He simple smiled and let out a soft chuckle, okay that was like the cutest thing I'd ever seen there's no way he could hurt me. "I'm not gonna murder you, we'll not a type of murder that'll hurt you" He said winking at me. I swallowed loudly, "Sure I'll go" I said softly and off we went.

                                                                                    What Did I Get Myself Into...

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