*Prologue*

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The one where he's in a band, and the other one doesn't know, but his closest friends do.

OR

The one where they can't stand each other until the other finds out the big secret.

Starring

Wyatt Hausman as himself.

Wyatt Hausman as himself

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River Rees as himself

River Rees as himself

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Ryan Rees as himself

Jon Whitesell as LAidyn Storm

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Jon Whitesell as LAidyn Storm

(Pretend that hunk of a man has scars on his chest

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(Pretend that hunk of a man has scars on his chest. Obvi.)


Preview:

"How did I not know this shit?! Is this why you disappear for months on end every year?!" Wyatt yells, both angry and amazed. "Yeah! Isn't it great!" LAidyn yells back in response, playfully rolling his eyes and pushing Wyatt's shoulder gently, too hopped up on the post-show adrenaline to notice the way Wyatt is currently fuming. "You didn't know?" Ricky asks Wyatt, definitely noticing the way the rage in the man's eyes, staring at his bandmate and close friend. "No. This fucker didn't tell me, but he told the two who I thought were my closest friends." Wyatt says, shooting a glare at the twins, who both wore shocked and slightly hurt expressions on their faces. "They didn't tell you because I asked them not to. Asshole." LAidyn says with a Cheshire-cat-like grin on his face, watching as Wyatt's angry expression morphed into one of confusion, not understanding why LAidyn would want it to be a secret, from him and him alone. "This is what happens when you never watch the music videos..." LAidyn says, trailing off with a tone of 'I-told-you-so' lacing his words. Wyatt's face lights up when he hears LAidyn say these words, realizing why LAidyn had always told him to watch the damn music videos on YouTube. "This is why you constantly told me to watch the videos, huh?" Wyatt asks, finally understanding. "Yes stupid!" LAidyn yells, softly hitting Wyatt on the back of his head as LAidyn moves past him, heading for a couch to take off the twelve-inch platform heels he had been jumping around on stage wearing. "Jesus, that took you a minute." LAidyn grins again, absolutely no malice behind his words, watching Wyatt nod, a small smile now gracing his features. "That little fucker has some of the most disgusting and dirty gutterals I have ever fucking heard, and that's coming from me!" Chris exclaims from his position by the mirror in the green room, wiping off the night's make-up before he heads for a shower. "Holy shit." Wyatt whispers, looking dazed. "I think ya broke him, Lai..." Justin mumbles, sitting beside him on the couch, reaching down to help him get off his boots, which the more petite man was currently struggling with.

"Let's go, Wyatt." LAidyn says, finally free from his stage boots, and instead in his usual boots, which make him a couple of inches shorter than Wyatt. LAidyn walks up and grabs his hand, leading him away from everyone else, the twins letting them have a while to themselves. "We'll be at the hotel!" Ryan calls after them, watching LAidyn throw a thumbs-up over his head.



I'm not sorry. I'm really not. Here's a Wyatt one. :P

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