(Quick A/N: Hey. So. I still haven't gotten any requests, So I'm writing a random imagine with a random name. and listen to the song I've put with this imagine. It's the song that is sung towards the beginning of the imagine. I hope you guys like it :D)
"Come on Izzy!" my best friend says as she grabs her keys. "Do I have to go? I'll be a third wheel for you and Sam." I whine, really not wanting to go with her. "Isabelle Marie-Claire Preston! You promised you'd come with me. Plus Sam's roommate will be there. Come on. You do this every time." She says, giving me the puppy-dog eyes. I let out a deep sigh. "Fine. But only because I promised you." I say, going to my room and deciding what to wear. I put on my loose grey tank-top, ripped light wash skinny jeans, and my black converse high-tops. I put my hair into a messy bun and grab my aviators and go over to my best friend, Lizzie. "You look nice Izzy." Lizzie says, handing me my purse. "Let's just get this over with." I say, walking out of the apartment. "Why do you even listen to them!" Lizzie says as I put the Welcome to the Black Parade album in. "How can you not?" I say as I turn it to House of Wolves. "Well, I know a thing about contrition, Because I got enough to spare. And I'll be granting your permission, 'Cause you haven't got a prayer. Well I said hey, hey hallelujah, I'm gonna come on sing the praise. And let the spirit come on through ya, We got innocence for days! Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell, Everybody burn the house right down. And say, ha What I wanna say Tell me I'm an angel, Take this to my grave. Tell me I'm a bad man, Kick me like a stray. Tell me I'm an angel, Take this to my grave. S-I-N, I S-I-N S-I-N, I S-I-N S-I-N, I S-I-N S-I-N, I S-I-N. You play ring around the ambulance, Well like you never gave a care. So get the choir boys around you, It's a compliment, I swear. And I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down, I wanna hear you sing the praise, I said, ashes to ashes, we all fall down, We got innocence for days! Well, I think I'm gonna burn in hell, Everybody burn the house right down. And say, ha What I wanna say Tell me I'm an angel, Take this to my grave. Tell me I'm a bad man, Kick me like a stray. Tell me I'm an angel, Take this to my grave. You better run like the devil, 'Cause they're never gonna leave you alone! You better hide up in the alley, 'Cause they're never gonna find you a home! And as the blood runs down the walls, You see me creepin' up these halls. I've been a bad motherfucker. Tell your sister I'm another. Go! Go! Go!And I said, say, What I wanna say Tell me I'm an angel,Take this to my grave. Tell me I'm a bad man, Kick me like a stray. Tell me I'm an angel, Take this to my grave. Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man. Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man. Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man. Tell me I'm a bad, bad, bad, bad man. So get up! So get out! S-I-N, I S-I-N!" I practically scream as Lizzie tries to ignore me jamming out to the song. Someone knocks on my window and I see a boy with Blonde hair right outside of my window. I turn off the song and Lizzie puts down my window. "You actually got her to come with you?" The boy says, clearly talking to Lizzie. "I had to pull the puppy-dog eyes on her." Lizzie says, hopping out of the car. I get out as well and follow Lizzie and the other boy. "Oh and Izzy. This is Sam." Lizzie says, pointing her thumb towards the boy with the blonde hair. "Hello." Sam says, waving a little bit. I smile awkwardly at him and look down at my feet. "COLBY! GET OUT HERE! WE HAVE GUESTS!" Sam yells. a boy with brown hair appears from the corner. "Elizabeth!" The boy says, running over to Lizzie and hugging her. "Who's she?" He adds, pointing to me. I slightly glare at him. "That's Isabelle. Lizzie's best friend. I think you two will get along." Sam says, dragging Lizzie away and leaving the boy and I alone. "I'm Colby." The boy says, extending out a hand. "Isabelle." I say, smiling and shaking his hand. "They're gonna clean up your looks, with all the lies in the books, to make a citizen out of you. Because they sleep with a gun, and keep an eye on you, son so they can watch all the things you do. Because the drugs never work, they're gonna give you a smirk. 'Cause they got methods of keeping you clean. They're gonna rip up your heads, your aspirations to shreds, another cog in the murder machine" Lizzie's text tone goes off, telling me that she's texted me. I take my phone out of my back pocket "Don't be anti-social!" The text says. I roll my eyes, laughing slightly at the text. "Nice ringtone." Colby says, obviously feeling awkward. "Thanks. They're my favorite band." I say, looking up at Colby. "cool." He says, pulling out his phone. I frown, but stop when he looks up at me. I put on a fake smile, but I'm guessing Colby sees right through it. "You don't have to pretend to be happy." Colby says, I let out a breathe I didn't even know I was holding. "So are Sam and Lizzie...." I start "Yeah. They're dating. He never shuts up about her. It's always Lizzie this and Lizzie that. " Colby says. I smile. We found something to talk about. "It's the same thing with Lizzie. Sometimes I just wanna choke her. I love her and everything, But she's gotta learn when to stop." I say, sitting down on a couch with Colby. "I gonna go get some pizza. I meant to go get it before you and Lizzie got here. Wanna come with me?" Colby asks, grabbing a set of keys. "Sure." I say, getting up.
"And then I said. Dude. You can't just get in front of everyone just because you have money! Wait your own damn turn." I say, talking about the time I almost missed my chance to get tickets to see My Chemical Romance. "That's interesting. He says as we walk back into the apartment. "When on Earth have you two been?" Sam yells, making me jump a bit. "We were getting pizza." Colby says, turning all serious. "Oh. Sorry you just scared us. Thought something happened to the two of you." Sam says, smiling and leaving the room again. "So. You seem pretty cool. It'd be fun to hang out sometime. just the two of us." Colby says as we give each other our phones back. "That sounds great." I say, smiling. I haven't had this much fun since... well... just a long time. "Come on Izzy. we have to go. We'll get stuck in traffic if we don't leave now. Then there was a crash of thunder. I yelp, jumping up off of the couch. Colby looks at me with a confused expression on his face. "Or we can stay until the storm passes." Lizzie says, squeezing my shoulder. Lizzie and Sam were the only ones who knew how much I hated storms. Sam whispers something into Colby's ear and then drags Lizzie into a different room. "So. You don't like storms?" Colby says, walking over to me. I, Involuntarily, jump closer to Colby as the thunder continues. Colby smiles sweetly at me "Hey. It's okay. You're safe." He says, guiding me to the couch. I sit down, frantically looking everywhere. "Here." Colby says, handing me a blanket.
*2 weeks later*
"Colbyyyy!" I squeal, running up to my new friend and jumping on him. He falls to the ground, laughing. "Nice to see you too Izzy." He says, standing up. "Lizzie left for work just a little bit ago." I say, jumping onto the couch. Colby joins me and we begin our movie. The movie is halfway over and I bury my face into Colby's shoulder, not wanting to watch the movie anymore. I hear the tv turn off. "hey. Hey. Hey. It's okay." Colby says, his arm wrapped around my waist. I look up at him, getting lost in his blue eyes. Next thing I know, his lips are on mine. I'm shocked at first, but I kiss back, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Hey Izzy. I forgot my- Oh. Ohhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhh." Lizzie says, walking into the apartment. I pull away and my cheeks are bright red. Lizzie grabs her phone and hurries out of the apartment. "Sorry about that." I say, looking back at Colby. "It's fine." Colby says, his lips back on mine in an instant.
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