Q's P.O.V....
We were in Ohio for the weekend playing our last two shows of the year. We had a spare hour before heading on stage for the final time when Sal appears next to me.
"So who were you chatting on the phone to at 4am this morning? You woke me up" already seeming hostile, probably from the lack of sleep. However I laughed it off.
"Don't you just love paper thin walls?" I joked, receiving an unimpressed glare from him.
"I guess it could have been worse, you could have had company and then I would have had to kill you and then myself."
"You're all talk, Vulcano. You're all talk." I said, eating the rest of my sandwich.
"So is this the west coast broad?" I immediately stopped chewing out of surprise that he remembered. "That's a yes" he laughed, answering his own question from my reaction alone.
"What made you jump to that?" I asked him.
"Well the last time we spoke about girls, you spoke about the two, saying that one was meaningless and that the other was 'some chick from out west'. You specifically said that only one was meaningless, and the other was the the girl that I might know so it got me thinking."
"And that's the conclusion that you came up with?" I asked him.
"That's where I'm at. You're not telling me that it isn't, though." seeming smug that he knew he was right. "You're really into this one? I haven't seen you stayed focused on one girl in years."
"Maybe? It's tricky."
"Tricky how?"
"Because she's young, I think she wants fun more than anything." I lied, I couldn't tell him the real reason, it'd be too obvious.
"How much younger?" he asked.
"She's 21."
"Well..least she's legal, points for that. I was a little worried when you were being so secretive."
"Seriously bro?" I questioned, not appreciating the joke but gaining a laugh out of him.
"What are you guys complaining about now?" Joe asks as he walks into the dressing room.
"Q was just telling me about his new broad" Sal beamed. Joe gave a shocked looked towards me. "21" Sal continued, raising his eyebrows.
"And why doesn't that surprise me" Joe added, shovelling food into his mouth.
"She's not my new anything" I added to the conversation.
"She gets you chirping at 4am, when do you ever wake up for anyone? That's borderline impossible" Sal laughed.
"That's true, he's whipped" Joe said through a mouthful of pasta.
I just shrugged my head, hoping for this conversation to be over.
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BACK TO ORIGINAL P.O.V...
Christmas was fast approaching and like most holidays, my parents were throwing an extravagant party that would be hosted to many friends and family. Q and I were back on our daily talks on the phone, and I was excited that he would be coming to the party and I could actually see him in the flesh instead of through a phone screen. Granted, I couldn't jump his bones as soon as he entered the door like I wanted to considering the only person to know about him and I was my best friend, but I would definitely find a way to accomplish that at some point and I couldn't wait.
Helping my mom decorate the living room, she started to do what moms do best and pry into my love life.
"So.. Are we going to be seeing an appearance from your mystery man at this party?" She asks.
