Zeppelin Preferences

How You Met

Robert: Walking home from the library,the weather getting shittier as you walked further. Walking toward you was a tall woman with long,curly hair. As she walked further,you realized it was a man. "Excuse me,but your hair is beautiful." You smile at him. "Thank you love," he grins,"I love yours as well." "Thank you so much." You smile wider. "Hmm...Bob Dylan?" He asks,pointing to your shirt. "Ah,yes,I love him! Music in general,really." "If you love music,you should come check out my band sometime." "I would love to! When are you playing next?" "Tonight. The marquet. Six to eight. We're 'Led Zeppelin'." "I'll be there!" "I look forward to it." He pats your head and walks on. He leaves me dazed,his friendly demeanor was comforting. I never even got his name...

Jimmy: "Alright class,settle down!" The teacher called out to the chattering students,"This is our new student,James." The pale boy smiled weakly, "James,you can sit next to Y/n." You smiled at him as he sat down. The teacher started talking,and you turned to him. "Hi,I'm Y/n." "James. But,please,call me Jimmy." "Will do." You grinned again. "So where did you move from?" "Heston." "Why did you move?" "My father got a new job." You nodded,"What do you like to do?" "Reading, Some writing maybe. I love to play guitar." Your eyes widened, "You play guitar?" He nodded while smiling. His smile is cute. "You should come hear me play sometime." "That would be awesome." You smiled warmly. "You could come over today and I could play you some stuff." "I would love that!" "Y/n,James,be quiet." The teacher warned as he wrote on the chalk board. It turns out you live within a two minute walking distance of each other. His guitar playing is amazing,and you become best friends quickly. 

John Paul: This party blows you thought,sighing. You swirled your glass,causing my whiskey rocks to clink. You downed the rest of the drink and poured more. Someone bumped into you,and you turned. "Sorry..." "Hey,I know you! You're in my math class." "Oh yeah,Y/N,right?" "Yeah. John?" "Yup." He grinned. "So what are you doing over here alone? Shouldn't you be with someone?" He asked. "Oh god no,this party is horrible." You laughed. You eneded up talking all night,and hanging out the next day.

John: You were dancing with your boyfriend in the club,sort of against your will. You didn't want to be here..."I'm going to the bathroom,I'll be back." He yelled over the music. You nodded. While he was walking there,you went to the bar. "Can I get a screwdriver,if it's not too much trouble." "Sure." The bartender smiled. You sat at a bar stool,and looked at the crowd. Oh,of course,there's my boyfriend, talking to other girls. You sigh and turn back around. It's sad this is a normal occurance. "Hey,why are you so sad?" Some guy asked you. "You see that guy over there?" I pointed to Tim,who was now kissing some girl. "Yeah." "That's my boyfriend." "Oh my god,that bastard!" You nodded. "I think... If you love someone,you should never hurt them." You nod,"Me too..." You two talked for a while, it turns out his name is John,and he's in a band. You end up getting a ride home from him,and hang out the next day.