Chapter 12

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A/N: Okay, I'm just gonna say that starting from this chapter this story is gonna become slightlyy smutty. I'm saying it now bc I feel like warnings are kind of a spoiler so yeah... Anyways, enjoy!


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"For how long have you guys planned to start a band?" I asked no one in particular while I was walking through Jordan's studio room.

Matt Nick had his own studio room and Jordan did too. With all the instruments and everything. They must've had a plan because although they were kinda rich this would be a huge waste of money if they didn't plan it all in advance.

"Actually we already knew that this is what we wanted to do back in middle school."

"Haven't you all like got together three years ago with the exception of Vegan?" I asked.

"Actually..." Vegan jumped in. "I knew Lee and Matt Nick longer then Jordan knew them because we all used to live in Sheffield just like you. When they moved down to London they met Jordan and I met him when I'd visit these two losers." He pointed to Lee and Matt Nick. "Then when high school started and I got transferred down here in the second semester we just acted on what we've planned for a long time."

"We're still lacking a vocalist." Jordan said.

"I brought Oli to fix that today." Vegan smiled as I death stared him.

"I told you all I'm not good at singing." I said.

"And I told you that we need you to scream." Vegan said copying my tone.

"I can't..."

"I'll decide that." Jordan cut me off. "We have a whole song  almost finished, instrumentals only, of course, and you'll try screaming in the little recording room there in the corner." He said pointing to it. "And if that works out we'll add it to the music and see how it works out."

I nodded bitterly.

It wasn't about being in a band or screaming. It was primarily about my lyrics. They were personal. Very personal and I wondered how they're gonna react to them. Will they force me to speak about it? Because the main reason why I wrote them is so I don't keep it in myself, but also that I don't have to say it either.

"Hey Oli." Lee said quietly probably sensing my mood. "I get that you probably find all of this weird because lyrics can be a pretty personal thing, but also music is the way. Whatever it might be we get you, okay? I mean, we're friends. We're not gonna question you."

He smiled at me lightly then tapped me on the back actually making me feel good.

I nodded at him returning him the smile as I walked into the recording room with my lyrics book in my had.

Okay let's do this.

I put the headphones over my head and put the mic in front of my mouth turning the pages in my small notebook.

Black & Blue, I'm gonna do that song.

I only got like 3 verses by now, but I really liked them. I read the lyrics silently feeling my state of mind flying back to everything I was feeling when I wrote them. Then I took a deep breath and screamed.

"I guess some kids are just born with tragedy in their blood
I try to wash this away, I wanna cleans your veins!

I can help you see the light
Out of your despair,
You tie the rope, I'll kick the fucking chair!

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