𝐅𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐀,, hobie brown.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐕𝐈.

— i recommend listening to the song (angel — massiv attack) durning the chapter.

Up close and personal he looks a lot more dangerous. When he was on stage performing for the crowd, I was transfixed on him. But now? I am completely lost in wanting to know him more. My nerves in my stomach swirl as I watch him walk past us again, disappearing into the crowd and stopping to talk with several people and the twisting only escalates when I see his intoxicating smile break out across his face.

I visible swallow, wetting my lips as I watch his veiny hand run down his exposed arms from his ripped leather jacket, his choker was visibly glistening with a few droplets of sweat, coating his adams apple like an invitation to come and taste.

"No way you are actually checking him out that bad. What did I give you?" June's voice startles me and I whip my head to the side like a deer in headlights, the cup taken out of my hand as she downs the liquid to be as drunk as she assumed I was.

"What–no! I just, I uhm..' I fumbled, trying to raise my voice over the music.

June breaks out into a knowing grin, shoving my shoulder whilst taking another puff of her blunt and talking around it. "You totally were!"

"No!" I hissed out, embarrassed.

She moves her head, looking through the people around us until her eyes fall on Hobie. Her brows lift and the corners of her mouth dip down in an approving 'not bad' expression.

A wicked look breaks out over her face before she's turning and grabbing Blaise's attention, he's one of the reasons why she agreed to come tonight. I briefly saw him at work now that I see his face, I wouldn't forget his god awful buzz cut.

It became my duty to know a little bit about everyone when it comes to my competition, but Blaise was strictly off limits up until now. I know briefly his family owns a label company that has signed a decent amount of talent, June is no singer; but Hobie and his band is. This makes all the pieces stick together.

June leans into his ear to say something which has Blaise looking over his shoulder, and then to me, then back to June with the same smirk she had on her face just before.

Blaise turns and makes his way through the crowd of people while June turns back to me, now grinning as she leans down to my ear. "Hobie and Blaise are friends from school, at least from what I was allowed to know, he's gonna bring him over."

I visibly pale, my whole body going stiff as I pull back and gape at her. "You what?! June, what the hell!" I squeak out, smoothing out whatever wrinkles formed on my shirt and smooth out my hair.

She turns her head and then looks back at me, a smug look on her face. "Too late princess, he's coming over. I think his band is coming, too. This is a good thing! Deja talked about getting some ideas for our project."