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~didn't feel like editing. So sorry.~

We all sat around and talked for a while. It was, peaceful. It could be the fact Im high, or that maybe for once my family isnt yelling at each other.

"When will El be here?" I ask my dad.

He smiles and checks his phone.

"Any moment now." He stands. "Im going to go and set the table."

We all nod and look at each other. Me, Matty, and my oldest brother.

"So what do you do?" Michael asks casually as he plays with his jacket.

Matty pulls his glasses off and looks over to my brother.

"Im in a band." He laughs. "I sing and write, and produce other bands." He shrugs.

"You sing? Thats cool." Michael smiles deviously and stands up. He walks over to the tv and pulls out a disc. He turns on the tv and our xbox sticking the disc in. He searches through a basket and pulls out 2 microphones. He hands one to Matty.

"What in the bloody hell am I supposed to do with this." He laughs. "I will if she will." He chuckles. Michael looks at me and I nod.

"KARAOKE BITCHES." Michael shouts

"KARAOKE BITCHES." I shout back, and my dad shouts it at the same time. Matty looks at me and laughs.

"Who are you?" He laughs.

"Lets do this." I say and stand up quickly then dancing to the middle of the living room. Matty follows.

"Any song, if that shits on google, its on here." Michael laughs and sits in the chair by the tv.

"I get first choice." I giggle and Matty nods. "Turn around."

"None of my songs." Matty says nervously as he turns.

I giggle and whisper into Michaels ear what to search. He begins typing pressure, by the 1975.

"Okay, were starting now." Michael smiles widely and me and Matty face the tv.

Matty looks at me angrily and begins dancing with me to the beat.

"His song?" Michael asks before we start singing.

I nod and Matty puts the mic to his mouth amd looks into my eyes.

"You've seen so many faces that I've never seen before, I left an unrewarding message telling you to come on. Over dramatic, automatically assuming ill stay the same... " He sings the whole song fluently and dances with me.

When we finish we drop the mics and I hug him.

I hear a cough come from the hallway, and pull away to see who it is.

"ELLIS!" I shout and run to him. We hug for a moment. "Carri!" I smile and hug her.

"You two are cute!" She whispers to me when we hug.

"This is Matty." I smile and pull Matty into the room.  He shakes my brothers hand and waves at Carri.

"Come back, we have more songs."  Michael yells and we all walk into the living room.

Michael puts on sweater weather, and me and Matty smile at each other.

"I met the singer of that band." I smile. And sit on the couch.

"You're kidding." Ellis scoffs.

I pull my phone out and show him the photo of me, Jesse, Matty, and Devon.

"How?" He asks in amazement. Me and him both have a love for the band.

I point to Matty and smile.

"He toured with him." I giggle.

"Oh? Crew?" He asks.

"No, He sings in a band." Michael answers for us.

"Thats cool I suppose." He nods to Matty. "Can you play instruments or anything?"

"Guitar, piano, and drums." He smiles, he looks so comfortable when he talks about music.

"You're english?" Carri asks sweetly.

"Yes, Im from Macclesfield, which is close to Manchester." His tense shoulders ease a bit.

"Thats England right?" Michael asks.

"Yes." I giggle.

"Dinners ready!" My mom shouts from the kitchen.

"Im famished!" Ellis says and laughs.

I smile and kiss Matty's cheek.

"I love you." I giggle.

"I love you more."

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