Hey (name) are you still coming to the band's gig tonight? I have a new song I want you to hear! I wrote it myself Remember 7pm! Don't forget! Feli <3
You sighed as you looked at the text one more time before shutting your phone. Damn Feli.. Only he could completely blow you off for two days then act like nothing had happened. The worst part about it was you knew you couldn't be mad at the cute little Italian. You smiled as you pictured him sending you the text. He always made the most adorable faces when he texted.
"Get a grip (name)!" You mentally yelled while slapping yourself out of Feli-land. You knew you couldn't lie to yourself anymore. Nah, you'd given that up two years ago when he'd first kissed you in the back of your beat up, old truck. Feli had been your best friend since first grade when you stood up to France for picking on the poor Italian. It's not his fault he looked like a girl when he was little, you always thought he was cute. Ever since then, you've been his protector and he hasn't left your side since.
You looked up at the clock. 4:30 pm. You had time to look decent. You got a shower and left your hair to air dry. You put on a very light layer of makeup just enough to make you (e/c) eyes pop. Then you went to your closet. Hmmm.. well it was going to be an outside gig so you just picked out your your favorite ripped skinny jeans, black shirt with a silver scarf and some gladiators. You let your hair down and it's natural wave came into play. You looked into the mirror, feeling satisfied. Then you checked your watch. 6:15 pm. The gig was about fifteen minutes away so you decided to just go ahead and show up early. You grabbed your keys off the table and headed off to the party.
When you got there, the place was packed already. You tried to call Feli but just got his voicemail.
"Well, figures. He's probably practicing."
You decided to head over to the closest stand and get something to drink. As luck would have it, you would pick the stand where Feli and his band buddies were getting their pre-party on. He didn't seem to notice you so you just ignored him and ordered (your favorite drink).
After paying the guy, you looked back over and saw Feli staring at you. You waved at him and he didn't even blink. You turned around to see if something was going on behind you. But there was nothing. You began to walk over to him but he immediately jumped up and embraced you in one of his bone crushing hugs.
"(Name)!" He cried. "I'm so glad you came! When you didn't reply to my texts.." he drifted off sadly.
You laughed. "Aww Feli," you ruffled his hair. "Why wouldn't I come? You know I promised you I'd be at all your gigs."
"I know. But I'm really glad you're here tonight. I have something to talk to you about-"
His band mates started yelling for him.
"Hey (name) I gotta go but make sure you catch me after my last song, okay?"
You waved and yelled "Good luck!"
Two bands had played already and you were getting pretty tired. Crowds weren't exactly your thing but you always did this for Feli. He loved the spotlight. You looked at your watch again. Only 8 pm?! Jeez... Then you heard Feli's band name called and began cheering for him. He picked you out of the crowd immediately and waved at you. Then he began singing. Sure you'd heard Feli sing at all his practices, but it was something that could drag you out of this world every time. They played three songs, all of which you knew the words to so you sang along and got lost in the music. After the third song, Feli spoke into the mic.
