You Might Be The One (A Fan Fiction) - Luke Hemmings

Chapter 7• My Music and Them

Leyla's POV

"What about you, Ley? What's your favorite old band?" Michael asked. I shrugged, and he glared at me. I love pissing him off. Honestly, ever since I met him, I've seen him as a role model. He's the coolest of all the guys, and I already have a nickname for him, just like he has one for me.

"I don't know, Fringe. I have a lot of favorites. There's All Time Low, The Cab, Linkin Park, The Lumineers, Panic! At The Disco, The Maine, Fall Out Boy, Maroon 5—"

"Okay, we get it," Faith cut me off.

I rolled my eyes. "You just don't like them. If you would just listen to their songs, maybe we could be twinzies for once." She pulled out her phone and tapped the music app. "And Michael, to answer your question, I'd probably say no comment because there's The Beatles and a lot more, to be honest."

The six of us walked into the auditorium. We often hang out here during free time when it's not sunny. We usually hang out by the tree, but the girls are so picky about the weather. They say I need to get a tan at the beach, not here. I don't get them. It's all the same.

"Here are my songs; listen to them too! We'll go back and forth so it's fair," Faith said. She sat on the stage and motioned for my phone. I pulled it out, and we swapped phones at the same time. I looked through her music list, and the artists were all familiar, but I didn't recognize any of the songs.

"What's this?" I asked.

We all looked up as "You Give Love a Bad Name" came on from my phone's speakers. Calum and Michael immediately stood up and started playing air guitars, headbanging along.

"There's no way to run, no one could save me, the damage is done! Shot through the heart, and you're to blame! You give love a bad name! I play my part, you play your game, you give love a bad name!" Calum sang in a raspy voice. This was a serious air-guitar show.

"Bad name!" I joined in. We all smiled at the karaoke moment.

"You give love—uh!" Michael sang, and when the electric guitar solo came on, he slid across the stage, his fingers going wild. I stood up and went to the drum kit.

"Oh! Shot through the heart, and you're to blame, you give love a bad name. I play my part, you play your game, you give love a bad name." The three of us sang. I played the drums for a bit and then just started hitting them randomly. Faith was grinning, while Jaja and Jovi were jumping around like crazy cats.

When we were done being lunatics, we stared at each other and then laughed. "That was the best concert I've ever watched," Faith joked. I nodded in agreement, smiling like a madman.

"So what's the song? I liked it a lot, and I might get into a bit of rock," Jovi winked at me. I told her to look at my phone.

"Bon Jovi?" she asked. I nodded. "They're really good. I recommend you listen to their Cross Road album. That song is on it too." She nodded and giggled.

"Speaking of Bon Jovi, my name's Jovi! I think I'm a secret member of their band." I rolled my eyes in amusement and continued to search for songs on Faith's phone.

Calum and Michael were sweaty, so they sat down and turned on the air conditioner. I sat down with the girls again. I tapped on "Move" by Little Mix.

"Hey baby, tell me your name, I got a fever for you I just can't explain. But there's just one problem, I'm a bit old school when it comes to lovin', I ain't chasing you. Hate waiting, I'm on a roll, you've got to let yourself go," the girl on the phone sang. I bobbed my head to the beat; I liked it. The retro tune made me want to dance, but I held back.

"Whoa, you know that I've been waiting for you. Don't leave me standing all by myself 'cause I ain't looking at no one else," Jaja sang the refrain. Calum and Michael just stared at her while I listened to the song.