Chapter 13. Pickle

2 0 0
                                    


I looked around to see Murdoc.

"You scared me, pickle." 

He rolled his eyes. "How?"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe because you grabbed my arm." I scoffed. "I hardly know London."

He crossed his arms. "Get used to it. Why are you out anyway?"

"Exploring." I answered.

"How old are you? 7?" He teased.

I kicked him in the shin. "Fuck you, pickle brain!"

"Will you stop calling me pickle?"

"No." I giggled.

"Get in the car."

"No." I began skating off, as much as I loved the band and music...I have to have some time alone, right? Anyway, back to exploring London! I found this place incredible. I love London, but I miss LA. I think I loved it more than anywhere.

It started to get dark, I didn't know I was out for hours, it started raining. Shit...I was also lost, I got my phone and texted mom.

Y/N: I'm lost.

Y/N: I'm near a shop called tesco

Mom: Ok, I'll be there in 15

I waited and waited, then mom finally arrived! I got in and looked at the floor. "How was the meeting thing?"

"Good." She replied. "How was exploring?"

"Great!" I answered. "Until, I got lost." I chuckled. "How'd you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Look after me? With dad in jail and stuff?" I asked.

Mom smiled. "Secret."

New Band Girl (2-D x Reader)Where stories live. Discover now