Chapter 15

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{I have ran out of stuff to put on the banner. I need some more tbh. There will be more drunk history references. Enjoy !}

~Pete's POV~

We arrived at Patrick's house. Turns out that his house isn't that far from mine and Ava's. We walked inside. I'm not even kidding, it was huge. A huge hallway entrance with a grand staircase in the middle. It had flowers and shit like that everywhere.

"Holy crap.." Joe muttered, still speechless.

"Dad I'm home. I've brought friends too." Patrick shouted. His voice seemed to echo. It seemed as if the house was empty.

"My dad's a musician." He simply stated. My mouth was still open in shock. Patrick walked up the stairs, becoming us to follow him. We both did. We followed Patrick into his room. His room was as big as my living room and kitchen combined ! To be honest, our house was pretty small, so this didn't surprise me. In one corner, it had a drum kit, three guitars and a microphone placed in a stand.

"Wow Patrick. This is impressive !" I stated. He blushed a little. His walls were filled with posters of David Bowie, George Michael and Prince.

"So what's the plan ?" Patrick asked.

"So. This is the plan. I'm on guitar and Pete is on bass." Joe said. We nodded.

"I have a soul voice." Patrick said.

"Wait, how do you have a soul voice ?" I asked.

"Watch this. YEAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH !" Patrick said.

"Wow that sounds like soul." I said.

"We just need a fucking drummer." Patrick said. I was thinking of people I knew but no one could play drums.

"Hey. I have a friend. His name's Andy. Andy Hurley. I could invite him round." Patrick said.

"We need Andy Hurley." Joe said. I nodded in agreement.

"We just need a name." I said. Patrick texted Andy.

"He's on his way over." Patrick said. We started doing covers of bands Green Day, Misfits and Ramones.

Andy arrived and we all introduced ourselves.
"Now we have got that sorted, we can-" Joe said. That's when Patrick's dad came upstairs.

"I ordered you boys pizza and its here." He said. We all walked downstairs. I texted Ava.

Pete:
Having dinner at Patrick's. Sorry Xx

I put down my phone and ate. We sat at the huge dining table. After my first slice of pizza, I felt my phone buzz. It was Ava.

Ava-Bear:
Oh okay. :(

I immediately felt guilty. I felt sick to my stomach. There wasn't any kisses at the end or anything.

"You okay, Pete ?" Patrick asked.

"Yeah, you've gone pale." Andy added. Joe nodded in agreement with the boys.

"I'm fine." I said, faking a smile. I didn't eat anymore. Once the pizza had gone, we went back upstairs. We watched TV for a bit. I put The Simpsons on. That's when I found our band name.

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