HAIDENS POV
We all talk for a while, then Ryan asks if its ok to hang at his place. Of course i say yes and go upstairs to pick out a Mindless Self Indulgence shirt and a pair of purple shorts and slip on a pair of black vans. I grab my phone and the four of us walk across the yard to Ryans house.
We get in and Brendon leads us down to what I'm guessing is the basement. He's a few feet in front of me so i take the moment to stair because why not?
The way he walks, kinda awkward like, like he's self conscience, its cute. And he has a really cute ass. Stop it, Haiden.
(THIS IS WHERE I START TO BE A FUCKUP AND FORGET WHO I SAID PLAYS WHAT INSTRUMENT BUT JUST GO WITH IT)
We get into the basement i see a drumset and two guitars as well as two mic stands.
"So you pretty much have your own band already?" I ask
"Yes and no. In my opinion, we need two guitarists, a bassist, and a drummer. Kinda like MCR." Ryan replies.
"Oh okay. So who's the bassist?"
"That's where you come in. Spencer plays the drums, and Bren can play rhythm guitar and bass. You can be our thrid/second rhythm guitarist, if you'd like." Ryan says, looking at Brendon for acceptance.
Brendon nods at him.
"Yeah, that'd be cool. I can't play electric, but I could take lessons. Hell, I don't even own an electric guitar, but whatever. I'll get Caylen to take me shopping." I say, pulling out my phone.
"No need. We got ya covered. I have two electric guitars and Brendon has one, so we can see which one fits you better then we can train you. Brendon and I can give you lessons, free of charge." Ryan says, looking at Brendon.
"What? Oh yeah. I'll go grab my guitar, hiold on." Brendon says amnd runs upstairs to his room.
A few minutes later, he's back with a pretty silver and black guitar. It's shaped kinda like the one Vic Fuentes uses (look it up if you want bc idk how to describe it).
"Ooh. It's pretty! And it's shaped like Vic's!" I say, excited.
"Yeah, hey, I'll go get yours, Ryan. Which one you want me to bring?" Bren asks
"Bring both. I kinda need one too" Ryan replies and Brendon is gone again.
As figured, Brendon's guitar felt a whole lot more natural than any on Ryan's. We decided that we would settle on a name after I had a few lessons.
Brendon was dancing around with the mic stand, and dear lord it was kinda hot, kinda cute, kinda attractive, if I dare say.
"Brendon Ace, you are going to kill someone if you don't put that stand down right now!" Ryan says, laughing.
"Oh believe me, that isn't the only thing he could kill people with." I say, smirking.
Stahp you have a boyfriend!
SOOO....NOT MUCH, BUT ITS SOMETHING! I DONT WANT THIS STORY TO BE HELLA LONG LIKE THE OTHER BUT IT HAPPENS SO IF THINGS START GOING FAST, IM SORRY! BUT ITS LIFE AND IM SURE ILL HAVE MORE STORIES JUST THEY PROB WONT ALL BE ABOUT O2L...BUT YEAH! I HOPE YOURE ENJOYING! THANKS FOR READING! LOVE YA!
Don't let the static get ya!
Toxic Fighter signing off,
Until next time, my friends
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