Surreality --- murdoc x reader

Who? -chapter one-

        It was a pretty regular day for you. You were in the city, playing your (any instrument). You were working hard for tips. Some days you would get lucky and receive 77 pounds, and on other days you'd get 15 pounds. It was always random. 

        One day while you were playing, you noticed an odd man in the back of the crowd. You thought isn't that man here everyday? No... don't be ridiculous. You tell yourself. Your mind is probably playing tricks on you...

       Days pass as you do the same thing everyday. Just playing your (any instrument) all day, waiting for tips. 

        But this day is different. That odd man approaches you this time.

        "Yer name is (y/n), eh?" says a low, raspy voice. It was obvious he was a smoker. The stench of alcohol, day old cologne, and cigarettes traveled up your nose.

        "H-how did you know?" you asked as you backed up.

        "It says (y/n) on yer (any insturment)," he replies, obviously sensing that you're scared. "don't be afraid, luv." He looks up as he says that. You couldn't help but notice how hot he was... somehow that stench coming from him, and oh my gosh, that accent made you feel so hot. You stood there for a moment, checking him out. "Are you done checking me out?" he asks. Your cheeks turn a bright red.

        "Oh, uhh y-yes my name is (y/n)..." you start playing with your hair, because that's what you do when you're nervous. You could feel the awkwardness in the air. But... you had butterflies in your stomach. What the hell (y/n)! You just met him! you thought.

         "Well, (y/n) I'm Murdoc Niccals from Gorillaz." he says as he lights a cigarette. Wait- Gorillaz. Sounds familiar. AH YES! They're a band. "We're actual looking for a (any instrument) player at the moment. Would you like to join the band?" Your eyes light up right away. You've wanted to be in a band FOREVER. 

        "I... need to think about it." You reply. I mean who'd be crazy enough to just randomly join a band like that? I'd barely even met the band. Plus, I don't even know half their songs!

        "You have five minutes," Murdoc said. He was obviously impatient, since he was tapping his feet.

       "FIVE MINUTES?! This is a life changing thing! I need more than five minutes!" You tell him. You're in shock! Murdoc nods his head. I mean this is a once in a life time opportunity, right? You know what? What the hell! I'm 28, and I just want a career. Playing my instrument for tips isn't enough to keep me living. I can't keep living with my friend and using food stamps.

        "Times up." Says Murdoc. "Yes or no?" he asks.

        Before taking a big gulp you say "Yes."

         Remember when I said who would be crazy enough to randomly join a band like that? Well yeah. I guess I am that crazy.

Hey guys! Author here! This is my first time writing on Wattpad. So it might not be AS good. But write any suggestions down in the comments and i'll try to pt them into the story :) I'll try to update as often as I can. This story won't be as much of a lemon, but I might put some of it in there. And sorry this chapter was kind of short! Don't worry, they'll get longer. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!