Bullet (HU fanfic)

Meeting them

"C'mon Lilly," my friend, Sam yelled. "We're going to be late!"

I finished up my makeup with a bit of nude lipstick and threw my hair up into a messy bun. I looked into the mirror and smiled. My ripped jeans and off the shoulder crop top made me feel confident in myself. The girl in the mirror smiled back at me. I heard another muffled yell at me. I rolled my eyes I walked out to Sam and looked at her.

"Ready," I said slipping on black flats.

She laughed and shook her head.

"You look like scene queen Lilly," she laughed.

I shrugged, "I'll be fine. Last time I checked, I grew out of that phase."

She shrugged and we both walked out to my car. My 95 beaut. We both got in and I started my car. We had a three hour drive ahead of us and we were not going to miss that concert.

While we were on the road, I played my cds of Hollywood Undead. We sang along as we turned into the interstate. About and hour from the concert area, my car started to spit and sputter. I groaned and tapped the steering wheel.

"Cmon girl," I said. "Just wait till we get to the next exit."

The motor completely shut down. I coasted the vehicle to the side of the road and turned on the hazards. I looked at Sam and sighed as I pulled the lever for the hood. I opened the door and got out. I walked to the front of the car and pulled the hood up propping it with a hockey stick I got from the backseat. (Don't ask.)I leaned over the front of the car and began to mess with the loose wires and bolts.

"Sam!" I yelled. "Get me my tool kit!"

A couple minutes later, a hand gave me my tool kit, but it was a tattooed hand. Butterflies were placed delicately around it. I looked up to see J3T smiling at me. I quickly moved and hit my head off of the hood. It shot pain throughout my body. I groaned and rubbed my head.

"Easy now," he said. "We're here to help. What's wrong with it?"

I shrugged still rubbing my head. "It started to spit and sputter then just quit."

"Well," he said. "Did you check the gas?"

"I filled up about an hour ago," I replied. "So it isn't that."

He rubbed his head and laid my kit on the side of the fender. "Could it be a spark plug problem?"

I shrugged and leaned over the front again taking things apart. I shook my head.

"No it's not. I think it's wiring, but I'm not sure," I said.

"Lilly?" Sam asked. "Who are you ta-"

She stopped when she saw Johnny. She looked at me who was looking at her. She jumped up and down and screamed. She sounded like she was getting murdered but wasn't. Her tiny frame jumped up and down. I groaned and looked at Johnny.

"Sorry," I said. "She's a really big fan."

He shrugged, "it's a usual for me. What about you? Are you a fan?"

"Yeah," I replied grabbing the kit and shutting the hood. "I'm just a little more cooler when it comes to meeting famous people."

"Ah," he said. "Had your fair share of meeting people?"

I nodded and looked at him. His blue eyes seemed interested. Like he wanted to tell me more.

"Hey," he said. "There is an auto shop about a half hour from here. Maybe we can take you up there to get a tow?"

I looked at my phone and saw that I had no service. "Sure, why not."

Sam looked at me. "Are you serious!?!?!?"