Three Guys Like Me. I Hate All Of Them

Three Guys Like Me. I Hate All Of Them - Chapter 5

"So you write songs?" I asked Ian.

He tuned the electric guitar, and nodded.

"Lemme hear something."

He smiled. "Why?"

"I want to see if you can play."

"Alright fine."

I looked over at Nate, and he was smiling at us. Why? I don't know. My brother is weird.

Ian started playing the guitar, and then started talking through the song.

(A/N: Want to hear Ian's voice? This is actually Ben Bruce ((Who Ian is based off of)) singing Dedication by Asking Alexandria. Play the video now!!!)

"You never really find those perfect words,

Something more than just goodbye.

It's hard to remember the good times when there was just so much heart ache,

And they deserve more than that.

The deserve more than just one single moment of sadness, so just remember,

When there's enough love in our hearts to burst like a fuckin' super nova,

*Nate started to sing back up, and that made the song ten times better.

Then there's sure as hells enough love in our heart, to spark that famous smile.

We all lost someone important in our lives,

But don't ever let go of that smile.

Hold on forever, because that's our final dedication."

The song finished, and I stared wide eyed at Ian.

"Like it?" Ian asked, setting the guitar in the stand.

Nate looked at me and chuckled. "I think she's in shock, man." He grabbed the acoustic, and sat down on the stool. "My turn!"

I was still in shock from Ian's guitar skill, and the way his voice just fit perfectly with the music. Ian came up, and sat next to me while Nate got ready.

"So do you have any music skills?" He asked me.

I blinked, and looked at him. Something I shouldn't have done. He instantly became the hottest person I've ever seen. I have this thing for guys in bands, and tattoos. Ian has both of those. I've noticed he has a large chest tattoo, that goes to the elbow of his right arm. His double lip pericings were pulled up into a smile, and his hazle eyes looked at me with question.

"What?"

"Hey. Be quiet. I'm about to show off my skill." Nate said.

I quieted, and Ian glared at my brother.

Nate smiled and started to strum the guitar.

"You say we're both little people and you like it that way but,

This time I'm gonna put, this body to shame

(To grow old.)

Wear a suit like my old man,

Pack up all my things and get my ass out of town!"

*Nate continued with his song, and ended strongly. My brother always had a thing for singing. He was great at it, so hopefully along the road, he ends up with a music career.

"Great job, Nate." I smiled.

"Thank you sister!" Nate smiled, and footsteps sounded down the stairs.