~Lauren's POV~
"So what's that mean?" I asked.
"It's- thenameofourband." Mitch said, getting very fast towards the end.
"What?" I asked.
"It's the name of our band." Justin said.
"Your in a band?" I asked. This is shocking to me, how could I live with a band and not know?
"Yeah. We just figured you didn't know, by the way you have been acting and stuff." Chase nodded.
"So you mean to tell me, I have been living with a band?" I questioned.
"Yea. Please don't freak out now though, you seemed cool at the adoption center." Chase said.
"Don't worry, I won't freak out." I chuckled. "But can I have all of your guys twitters and stuff?"
"Of course you can." Justin smiled writing his and Jason's on a piece of paper.
Jason hasn't been himself sense I chose Michael, but I don't regret it. He deserved it. He needed to be snapped back into reality.
After I got everyone's information, I typed it into the correct websites and started following them. I also did some research of my own about them. They seem to have a pretty caring fan-base. Well that's good. Actually, I learned quite a bit about them. I learned a few of their interests, some things their passionate about, and so on.
I clicked out of everything on my computer quick, before I ran downstairs.
"Hey guys." I grinned running into the kitchen.
"What's got you all smiley, is it Michael?" Mitch asked, causing Jason to huff.
"No." I smiled even wider, because now I'm thinking about Michael to. Jason just glared at me the whole time.
"Then why are you so smiley?" Justin chuckled.
"I learned stuff about you guys."
"Like?" Chase asked.
"Interests, hobbies, that kinda thing. I also learned that Jason gets man periods, is that why your in such a bad mood today?" I giggled.
"Shut it!" Jason yelled at me.
"Jason, mate-"
"Never say that to me again!" Jason shouted, cutting Mitch off.
"It was just a joke." I mumbled.
"Dude we say that kinda stuff to you all the time and you never cared, why do you care all of a sudden?" Justin asked.
"I'm getting kinda tired." I mumbled getting up out of the chair and heading upstairs.
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I meant to put this on the last chapter, but I didn't. Anyway, after the concert I almost got rlly sarcastic with this lady at a fast food restaurant bc she asked us why we were out so late and my dad told her cuz we just got out of a concert. She told me I had a good taste in music, and then a few minutes later she looked at my Nirvana shirt and asked me if I just got out of a nirvana concert. I almost looked her in the eyes and said "yeah and I got to meet Kurt Cobain while I was at it." In a rlly sarcastic tone, but I
caught myself.
Like she obviously doesn't listen to the music I listen to if she asked a question like that. Like rlly? You obviously didn't mean the compliment about my music.
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Fanfiction@michaelclifford has followed you This was the sentence that changed everything. Not at that exact moment, but little did I know what I was getting into. Is it going to lead to a friendship? A love story? Or a mix of both?
