The Audition

What The Hell Are We Doing Now?

***A/N: Sorry about forgetting about this, this part's in Hestia's P.O.V. Enjoy!

~With love,

 Shy***

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I walked back to Dave's apartment and knocked on the door. As I guessed, Ed answered the door. Walking right past him, I sang along to "Arms Tonite" by Mother Mother. Hoping that Ed will take the dang hint already with my song choice, I put the DVD in for Police Academy, one of my favourite movies, into Dave's DVD player. I grabbed the remote and sat back down on the couch.

"Y'all are going to love this movie. I know it." I said, leaning back

"What makes you think that?" Dave smirked while Ed wrapped his arm around me.

"Just trust me." I replied as I grabbed a nearby blanket and pressed "play" on the remote.

Later, in about the middle of the movie, I started drifting off to sleep. A few minutes after that, I was jolted awake by the gunshot from the movie.

"MOM!" I screamed, while the entire band just turned and stared at me.

"Are you alright, Hestia?" Ed asked, kissing my forehead.

"Did you just- Ed- what?" I responded, my brain being broken from whatever just happened. I never thought he loved me back, but here we are now, unless he was just trying to be nice. However, I don't think he'd literally KISS ME in front of his friends if he was just trying to be nice.

"Ed, I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU THAT I LOVED HER!" Drew snapped.

"Drew when'd you get here?" I inquired.

"Why can't she just be mine?"

"Joe, do you know what the hell are we doing now?"

"Uhh, lets just say that out of the 6 beings walking this room, Woody, you, and I are the only ones that aren't helplessly in love with you."

"That's where you're wrong," I said, "I'm helplessly in love with myself."

"Alright, fine, Woody and I are the only ones that aren't helplessly in love with you."

Just then, Woody started whimpering, so I picked him up. He stopped whimpering as I scratched behind his ear.

"Fine," Joe corrected, "I guess I'm the only one here that isn't helplessly in love with you."

"Hestia, are you even single?" Drew asked from the other side of the living room.

"Yeah, I am actually," I responded.

"Do you like anyone?"

"What is this? The seventh grade? Yeah, I do though. I'm not telling a soul because-"

"Who is it?" Dave inquired, impatient.

"Like I said, I'm not telling anyone because-"

"WHO IS IT HESTIA? TELL US!"

Dave was getting on my nerves a lot. Trying to keep calm, I decided to settle this whole dispute.

"You want me to tell you? Then come here."

Dave, Drew, and Ed walked over.

"It's... the guy that was standing behind me in the queue in the green room."

***A/N 2: Sorry this is short, haven't wrote on it since about early May/late April. I need to get back to it, and maybe some other musician references?***