Music to My Ears

Chapter Six (You Don't Have to be Perfect)

Lili’s P.O.V.

At the end of the concert, one of the security guys came to take us backstage. I was just about to follow behind Colby when some girl grabbed my arm.

“Are you Keaton’s girlfriend?”

I heard Colby holding back his laughter behind me.

“I’m sorry. What?” Why is it any of your business?

“I’m not trying to be rude. It’s just that we saw him kiss you before the concert, and we thought…”

I smiled at her. “It’s fine. We’re not dating. We just met.”

“Oh.” She looked disappointed. “Okay. Well, bye.”

“Bye.” I waved and faced my friends and family, who were all staring at me, attempting to contain their laughter. “Shut up.” I rolled my eyes and motioned for everyone to walk.

We walked to the lounge we were in before the concert. I stepped into the room last and smiled as Keaton’s hand nonchalantly enveloped my own. “Hey, Pooh Bear.”

“Hey, Keaton.”

Drew mocked us from the opposite corner of the room. “Hey, Pooh Bear. Hey, Keaty. Oh, I missed you for the past few hours. Oh, I missed you too. I thought I might die if I had to go one more second without you. Aww, aren’t you sweet. No, you’re the sweet one. Oh, no. You’re sweeter. Gag.”

I raised my eyebrows at him. “Are you done having your own little moment, Drew?”

He actually laughed at that. “Are you two done with your little moment?”

“Shut up, Drew. Since when is saying hi having a moment?” Keaton rolled his eyes and Wesley laughed.

Drew raised his eyebrows. “Damn, Keaton. Since when do you talk in front of other people?”

Keaton glared at him.

Can I please hit him? “Hey, Drew?”

“Yes, Pooh Bear?”

“First off, only Keaty can call me that. Second, can you please stop cussing? I find it offensive.” I gave him a smart ass smile. I am the biggest potty mouth in the world.

I heard my brother and sister laugh while Tiffany and Colby both sounded like they were choking. Isaiah just smirked and everyone who didn’t know me looked at them like they were a hundred percent weird.

Drew just gave me a “you’re stupid as hell” look. “Are you serious?”

Actually, I just wanted to get on your nerves, but now I am. Cuss words are so negative and attacking. And uncreative. They’re ruining society. There’s enough negativity and attacks without us adding to it. This coming from the Queen Bee of cussing. “Yes, I’m serious.”

"You’re kidding me, right? You’re like the biggest bitch I know and you haven’t stopped being ‘offensive’ to me since we met. What the hell –”

Keaton gave Drew a “shut up” look. “Chill out, Drew. She asked nicely.”

“You would take her side,” Drew snorted. “She’s only being nice because you’re here to hold her hand."

I’m never nice. So is that why? Or is it because I feel like since Justin seems to think I’m so perfect that I have to be that perfect person he expects me to be? Ugh. Never try to figure out why. It’s just a pain in the arse.

I heard Justin speak up for the first time since… even before the concert. “Drew, knock it off. She d-”

“Shut up, Justin.”