Okay, while I was typing this....I didn't like how this chapter was written. So I retyped it, but after a while I wanted to change it, but I was too lazy. So this chapter isn't one of my favorites, but it's in here to tell the story.
"Stef, it fine." I tried to calm him down. "He might not even care. Remember when we just came out about our relationship?" I took his hand to make him remember.
4 Years Ago
"Come on baby," Stefan said, pulling my hand gently. We were about to tell Steve that we were together and I was pretty shy about it. Steve might not like that the only two other members in the band had become something a little more than friends.
I blushed and held onto his hand tighter. "I'm scared of what he's going to say."
Stef smiled and kissed my cheek. "You'll be alright. It doesn't matter what he thinks." He knocked on his door, holding my hand softly behind him. It made me feel a little better. I really wanted a cigarette right now, but I didn't want to let go of Stef's delicate hand.
"Hey you two, ready to play some stuff?" He asked, bringing us inside. He shut the door and didn't notice we followed quickly inside, still holding tightly onto each other's palms.
Stef spoke up when we sat down in front of Steve on the couch. He sat down on the table, wanting to actually talk to us face-to-face. I was a little worried about that. "Um...Steve, that's not what we came here to do today."
Steve cocked his head to the side. "What, are you two here to fuck me or something? Then why are you here?"
I lifted my legs on the couch and fished around to find my cigs and a lighter while Stef spoke for the two of us. "We're here to tell you something. Then maybe go out to dinner or something, I don't really know." He shrugged, mostly wanting me to say something, but I was too busy with being anxious and trying to light my cigarette.
"What then?" He asked, a little impatient.
Stef sighed, scooting me closer to him with his hand around my shoulder, "Don't hate us for this but we're a couple now."
"Okay then..." He looked over at me, who had finally lit my cigarette. "For how long have you two been together without me knowing?"
"About a week." I replied softly, taking a drag out of my cigarette.
Steve shrugged. "Alright, but if you two have a horrid ending and the band breaks up over that reason, I'll be pissed at you two." He sighed and took a drink of whatever soda was nearby. "How'd you two get together?"
The Present
"Remember how easy it was to talk to him?" I reminded him. "Since we're not together it may be even easier."
"Maybe it will." Stef bit his thumb.
"What are you two talking about?" Steve asked from beside us.
"Oh nothing." I said, turning to him, he had scared the shit out of both of us. "Just talking about tour."
"No you weren't, it was about you two kissing back there. What the fuck guys?" He was pretty pissed off. "I thought you'd never try this relationship things again. What the fuck?"
"We weren't trying anything we were just-." Stef got cut off.
"You two said you wouldn't do that ever again and now you're back to your relationship. I was fine before, but the fuck?" Steve had only acted this way when we broke up. That was about 3 years ago though. I didn't want to go back to that memory.
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Without You I'm Nothing
FanfictionSmall little Mosdal fanfic. I've been inspired by so many others, so I thought I should write some. This also goes back and forth in time, so just be ready for that.