Don't you go

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    Blvd. Of Broken Dreams was blasting through the mic, no not speaker a mic. That's right good ol' Gerard has gotten Green Day to play at his party. How, you ask.. well I have no idea, I've only caught a glimspe of his bright red hair the entire night let alone speak to him. 

    I had lost Kellin in the mix of it too, I begin to walk around looking for him when I feel a very light tap on my left shoulder and I spin around. I see a tall scrawny guy who resembled a Kyle David Hall type, a youtuber I watch. We used to be in maths together, his name is Hunter and he's asexaul that's all I really knew about him. "Hey I-I kinda lost my friend, Tripp, and I was wondering if you saw him. He's about as tall as me, fluffy brown hair, hard to miss him.." So basically Jordan. Sweeto.. I spend too much time on Youtube.

   "I think I saw him.. I can show you where." I offer, feeling bad for the awkwardness he must feel having to go to the only other guy he knows, which was me and I've only talked to him twice. He's not very social and only talked to the drop outs and Jorda- I mean Tripp.

   I start heading upstairs as Hunter follows when I hear a slight yelp and begin to speed up. As quickly turn the corner of the stairs I see Kellin being held up by his collar and Tripp holding his fist out. Before my brain can catch up I hear pleading, "STOP!" and everyone freezes in the tracks and looks at me just when I realize that I was in fact who it was coming from.

    I waste no more time and basically stumble over myself trying to get to Kellin. Tripp let go of Kellin and gave him death stare, "Don't ever be a little twat like that again. You fucking understand, Quinn?" He nodded lightly rubbing his bruised lip. Tripp walked away with Hunter and I rush over to Kellin picking him up bridal style.

  I walk around with him in my arms trying to find a quiet place to set him down and the only spot we found was in the front of the house in the cold but I set him down anyway. "I'll be right back, I'm gonna go get some ice." He nodded and I start wondering if he can even talk with his lip and all.

  I walk into the house and soon spot Mike. I walk over to him and pull him to the side. "Go get me an ice pack." I say hoping it would work just like that even though I knew it wouldn't.

  "What the fuck? No." Mike says giving me 'what the hell, bro?' look. He started walking back to Tony and I grab his arm.

  "Look, I'll get you to meet the drummer of Green Day. Just do it." I say plainly even though I have  no idea how I'm gonna swing that. He suddenly turn around to face me.

  "YOU KNOW TRE?" He asked, his eyes lit up in amazed. He seriously looks like a kid on chrisrtmas morning and I'm such an ass hat but it's for Kellin.

  "Uh yEAHHH." I say in a 'pffffttt obvi' tone. He nods still speachless and eyes brighter than ever and runs off presumably to get ice. I feel something cold being placed in my hands and see it's Mike with ice pack.

  "K let's go meet Tre!" He exclaims eagerly, tugging on my sleeve.

  "In a minute I swear, I have to take this to Kellin." I tell him.

  "Ugghh fine but you have to get him to sign my ass." He says slightly disappointed.

   "Okay." I say awkwardly for many reasons. I rush off to Kellin and sit as closely as possible, holding the ice on the top of his forehead where a bruise was starting to form.

   "Thank you." He says with a small smile pecking me on the lips. I smile back and put my other arm around him.

   After a little of sitting together I turn to him suddenly and say, "Soo... wanna go meet Green Day?"  

 


   

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