Yes, Sir || B.J.A.

-nineteen-

It was probably hours that had passed with Joey but it seemed like minutes.

"So, you're from New York City?" he asked, seeming impressed.

"Technically 'Hell's Kitchen' but the rich folks refer to it as Clinton." I laughed.

"Hell's Kitchen sounds so much better than Clinton" he admitted with a laugh.

"Kinda how having Bernie Sanders for president sounds better than having Hilary Clinton" I added making him laugh hard. (A/N: OH SHIT YOUR GIRL JUST ROASTED USA POLITICS, GET AT ME)

"Tell me more about you" he urged with a smile that made me want to die inside. This guy was way too good looking for his own good. 

"There's really not that much to know. I'm rather boring. What about you?" I asked.

"Well, I'm from Oakland. I'm in a band, we're supposed to play in like an hour. I like punk rock music mainly, but I'm open to pretty much anything. Oh, and I think you're gorgeous." his cheeks had turned slightly pink at this which made me lose eye contact with him. He was so nice, attractive, and even found me attractive. Was this all some messed up dream?

"You're too nice to me" I laughed uneasily. Why the hell was I so nervous?

Oh yeah. A college guy who happened to be in a band was flirting with me. ME.

"Do I make you nervous?" he asked.

"Uhm... no..." I replied, totally unconvincing. 

He laughed at this, making me blush like an idiot. He leaned in to whisper in my ear. "It's okay if I do. I kinda like that." then he kissed me on the cheek. 

He pulled away and smiled at me, making me smile back. "I think I'm supposed to be setting up with my band. Wanna come see us play?"

"I'd love to. But I really don't wanna go back in there.." I referred to his earlier fight with Michael.

"Oh you don't need to worry about psycho. Seb texted me saying those guys all left a bit ago." he reassured me and even though I had no idea who "Seb" was, I found myself comforted and agreed to watch his band play.

"So what's your band's name?" I asked as he lead me back inside.

"Well we kind of don't have a name at the moment. I guess we're still figuring it out" (A/N: I'm not even sorry about all the puns that are in this story anymore)

I laughed at this. "I'm sure you'll come up with something eventually." 

"Yeah let's hope" he chuckled as well. 

He lead me over to this platform which I was assuming was the stage for them seeing as there was so much equipment being set up. 

The three blonde guys I remembered from before all looked at us and one of them smirked at Joey, making Joey roll his eyes. 

"Hello again pretty lady" one of them smiled at me, making me blush slightly. What? He was hot.

"Hi again blonde guy" I said making them all laugh.

"You can call me Seb, babe" he replied. Joey seemed to tense up at this. 

"Hi Seb, but my name's not babe, it's Melina" I replied with a smirk, making the rest of the guys go "ohhhhhhhh" and one of them say "shut downnnnn"

I couldn't help but laugh. They all seemed like genuine friends, almost family. 

I got to know them all better as they continued to set up. A crowd seemed to have formed. I sat near Joey's drum kit and watched him fix up everything. It was fascinating to me.

"You play any instruments?" he asked. 

"Piano mainly, and a bit of guitar but I'm pretty shitty at it" I admitted. 

"I'll have to be the judge of that" he replied.

"Are you asking me out?" I asked rather bluntly. I was starting to feel a buzz at this point seeing as I smoked a joint with Max and Cole, the other band members who happened to also be brothers.

"Are you saying yes?" he asked back, looking up to meet my eyes. 

I felt taken back by him. I couldn't help but notice how much Joey and I complimented each other. I almost said no until I realized that Billie Joe and I weren't actually together anymore. Hell, I don't think we ever were together. All he did was fuck me and leave. I had to move on.

"Yeah" I responded with a shy smile. 

He grinned at this and it made me giggle. We exchanged numbers and he said they were about to start so I went to leave the stage. But before I could, he grabbed me by my waist and kissed me. And I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel something. 

After a few seconds I pulled away and felt myself blushing. Then I heard Cole wolf whistling and I hid my face in Joey's shoulder making him laugh. 

"Go get yourself another drink and come watch us play, yeah?" he spoke up. I was sort of stunned so all I did was nod. 

As I was leaving I heard Cole speak into the mic. 

"What's up bitches. We're a band without a name and our drummer is getting laid toniiiiiiight!"

What even is my life?

. . .

A/N: Well hello there.

Here's an update for you hoes that I adore cause honestly, why the fuck do you even like this book? I'm confused.

Also, I'm doing terribly lately. My great grandma aka role model aka best friend aka my favorite person in the world passed away and I have to go to her funeral tomorrow and read out a speech in front of my entire family. I'm gonna cry, probably puke, and most likely pass out cause I hate attention and public speaking like fuck.

That being said, it might take me a while to post another chapter cause my life is a mess. I'm sorry if this is an inconvenience to anyone but I am nowhere near mentally stable right now so I gotta work on that. I hope you guys understand.

Anyway, have a good day babes!

Rage & Love ~