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I look around theres a bass guitar too , "you know bass?"

"No thats actually my friends guitar"

I just nod not really knowing what else to do.

"I was always curious about how the bass works"
"Ill show you how to play some" Luke smiles.

He picks up his friends bass and signals for me to come over to the couch . I walk over and stand in front of him . He looks at me and giggles, before I knew it he pulled me by my waist and i was sitting on his lap with the bass resting on my legs. He rest his head on my shoulder and i look at him . Our faces we're so close , our noses were almost touching .

"Ok so you have a song you wanna learn"

"Uh i don't know "

He takes my hand and starts with the bass line to 'Milk by 1975' He tells me that his friend wishes he could play bass for that band . I thought it was really cool because i always wanted to go see them at concert.

After that he tells me some notes he's heard of . I start just playing around on this bass , but i could feel soft kisses on the back of my neck , mostly cause I felt the cold metal of his lip ring.

"LUCAS GOSH IM STILL HERE" Michael says. I really liked Luke but I was so thankful for Michael because I don't know what i would have done , like what that would have lead too.

I get up and put his friends bass back up on the wall. 

"Im sorry Lily i'll bring you back to the mall now , I was feeling woozy earlier" 

"Alright" I look at Luke 

"Peace" I say, he awkwardly smiles and nods.

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In the car Michael plays some more music.

"Are you into Luke?"

"Im not sure to be honest"

"Wow , Im shocked"

"Why?"

"I thought you would drop your pants like every other girl"

"I mean he's cool , ive only known him for 2 days though"

"Your cool Lily"

"thanks i guess"

He turns the music up louder and he uses one hand like he has a drum stick and bangs an air drum. I laugh and join him with my air guitar again. We pull up to the mall and I write my number on his palm . 

"Ill see ya later Lils"

"Bye mickey"


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