~ Prologue ~

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by icycubeytt

by icycubeytt

[A/N: I've been working on this AU for a while, and this is the first time I'm actually getting it down on paper. Or, a fan-fiction website rather. Enjoy my silly writing!!]

Liam's P.O.V.

I find myself walking down a street in San Francisco, the sound of pouring rain dropping around me. As I look around, I don't really see many people. It's strange, usually tons of people were around here at this hour. I guess it may just be because of the rain. Don't get me wrong, this felt amazing. I had just saved everyone and sent them home. But, I didn't really have a home at the time, and I couldn't call anyone.. I guess I had about 30 dollars, I could buy food. That's the only good thing right now. I look forward, and spot that exact alleyway that I'd been in multiple times. I groan. It's like I just can't escape this thing. I think to myself as I go to sit down in that same spot. It's not horrible, at least I can stay out of the rain.

After maybe 30 minutes, or maybe an hour, I wasn't counting, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I look up. Owen. "There you are! It's been another five months! I was wondering where you went!" Owen said, raising an eyebrow. I didn't know how to explain all this to Owen, as I had lied to him before. "I..." I tried to speak, but I couldn't seem to get the words out. All I could muster up was "I'm homeless.." in a whisperish tone. "Wait what? How'd that happen?" He asked, a worried expression on his face. "I dunno.. it's a long story." I said, pulling my legs to my chest. "Ah.. you don't have to explain now... you could stay with me for a bit until you get a stable job if that'd help.." Owen said. I felt extremely grateful for this. "Really? You'd do that?" I said hopefully. "Mhm!" He reached a hand out to me. "C'mon, I don't want you to have to stay out in the rain like this." I slowly reached up, grabbing his hand. He pulled me up, walking me to his home.

[A/N: I didn't really plan this part ahead so sorry it's kinda bad]

After a few days of living with Owen, I decided to try and produce music on the side. It probably wouldn't get very far, but I was willing to try. I mean, nothing bad could come out of it, worst case scenario is that it just fails and I don't precut it. As you could probably guess, my first song wasn't that good, at least not to me, but I published it anyway. I kinda left that to rest for a while, trying to find other jobs.

One day, Owen came into my room [A/N: the guest room] with a few questions. "Hey Liam?" He began, "Your computer is being bombarded with emails." Owen said, handing it to me. I thought it was just Texty messing with Owen, so I asked. "Texty, was that you?" The Text to speech voice responded, "No, it's literally your email. It's been annoying me all morning." "Ah, alright, I'll check it." I said, opening my email. My eyes widened as I looked at the screen. It was TONS of emails about the single song I'd released. I'd made almost 1,000 dollars from just that song alone! I stared at my screen with awe. "What? What is it?" Texty asked through the text to speech voice. "Oh nothing, Texty.. I just made 1,000 dollars." "Wait what." Texty said. I could tell how shocked they were, even if the TTS voice didn't show it well. This would probably keep me going for a while.

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A/N: Thanks for reading!! This fic is probably gonna flop so hard but I don't care. Anyway, did yall see the new animatic battle episode that came out today?? It was SO good :3 Byeee!! See ya next time!