Band one-shots.

What? (Palaye Royale Remington Leith)

This story is chiché, I know. Shut up. There's not enough Remington stuff on here, either. If you don't know this band, you're missing out.

"Hey, Remmy! What's up?" I asked my black haired best friend, who was stuck in his head. My voice seemed to have snapped him out.

"What? N-nothing."

"Come on, you can tell me." I nudged.

"It, it's just that the girl I love, doesn't really see me like that." He sighed. My heart dropped some.

"Does she know you love her?" I asked.

"I don't have too. I just know."

"Well, then she's stupid!" I exclaimed.

"Why?" He questioned.

"Because, look at you. You're handsome, and funny. Yeah, you ain't the sharpest tool in the shed, but who looks for brains these days?" I asked, trying to make him laugh. He smiled a little bit, before frowning again.

"She told me that she liked smart guys..." he trailed off.

"Every girl says that, but they don't mean the ones with all A's on a report card. They mean, guys who act smart.
Like, treat a girl like the queen they are. Most actual smart guys are stupidly cocky and have no idea what to do with chicks when they get them." I stated.

"R-really?"

"Yes!"

"Just shut up." He told me.

"No. You're so talented as well. And so kind to everyone, especially your fans. You have a heart any woman would love to have loving them. And-"

"Please, stop." He stood up, and turned around. I pulled his shoulder and made him look at me.

"Why?" I asked.

"Please. You gotta stop doing that." He begged.

"What?" My voice, soft and confused.

"Saying things that make me want to kiss you. I can't loose this friendship." He whispered, refusing to loom in my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I mean, you're the girl I love, Jordan. And I can't loose you. Even if it means only being your friend." Tears streamed down his face, and his voice was cracking.

"Remmy..." I was speechless.

"Just please, don't yell at me. Don't laugh. Just leave." He asked, walking away.

I didn't say anything. I just pulled his pulled him back to me, by his somewhat tattooed arm, and put my hand on his cheek. I didn't think twice before dragging his face down and kissing him.

He was shocked at first, but soon kissed me back. I could feel him smiling, making me smile into the kiss.

It didn't get to heated. Just a simple kiss that showed how we both felt.

I pulled away first. He whined some, but let me.

"I love you, too." I told him. He smiled that stupidly amazing grin before kissing me again.

We pulled apart when we heard the door open. Standing there, was Emerson and Sebastian with smirks on their faces. Sebastian's smirk slowly turned into a frown.

"Damn it!" He yelled.

"W-what?" Remington asked.

"Told you!" Emerson yelled.

"You guys couldn't have waited to share you're feelings next week!" Sebastian whined, before handing Em some money. I chuckled, along with Remington.

"What the hell is wrong with them?" Remmy asked.

"Don't ask me. Their your brothers." I replied, before I'm hit in the face with a condom.

"We're headed to the bar tonight. Be safe!" Emerson told us before he and Sebastian walked away, closing the door.

"Your brothers..." I sighed before giggling some. Remington just sighed along with me before bringing my face towards his for another kiss.

And yes, we did use the condom that hit me in the face.

And no, I will not tell you about it, ya nasties.