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chapter 11; come listen

Few days later...

I'm invited out again. The boys are inviting me to listen to some of their new songs for their album.

Nick called me this morning, he sounded all quiet and fuzzy.

"Maggie?"
"What is it rat?"
"Shut up skank"

I let out a little giggle. The name bringing memories of the girls at home who would wear mini dresses in the snow.

"Can you come by the studio and listen to our new songs for the album?"

I hesitated a bit, being completely honest. But I still said yes, just because Matt kissed me and I had a fit with Alex doesn't mean anything.

Their still my friends..
Right?

"Well.. I don't have any plans"
"Thank fuck. Alright, one o'clock sharp. Be there. I know how bad you are at being on time"

I smile to his answer and say goodbye. Breathing in deeply like 'what the hell have I got myself into?'

None the less, I get ready.

I pair my black jeans with a bandeau top, adding my pair of red heels because of course.. I can't live without my fair share of heels.

Which are still fucking uncomfortable as hell. Looks don't change comfort unfortunately.

And then I set off. I call a taxi to drive me to the studio. I get so excited as I say where I'm going on the phone.

I leave my apartment and wait for the taxi, and within ten minutes the taxi showed up and we were already driving to domino studios.

I still can't believe it, they invited me out of all people. And I'm going to a professional music studio. Not like the garage that the dodgy man from across the street said that it was 'an uprising birth of music'.

Then again he did sell drugs to tarts at my school.

We pull over to the side and I get out side, giving a kind "Thank you" and receiving a tip of the hat from the driver.

I'm standing in front of the studio, then suddenly, my nerves creep up on me. Giving me the biggest scare I've ever had.

Tears burn my eyes as I get the shock. My legs and arms suddenly release all the energy I had, making me shake profusely.

I immediately started to walk away, my anxiety pushing me away from the building. My eyes were glued to pavement in front of me.

But I stop.

My nerves can't get the better of me. Not today.

I stop, and remind myself of the reason why I agreed to come by.

They're your best friends

I missed them, I missed them all when they left. Nick's persistent sarcasm, Jamie's embarrassing struggle of communicating with girls. And Matt's jokes, even if he does say them at the wrong bloody time.

What about Alex?

What about him? He left, I moved on. But we still meant a lot to each other, even if it wasn't romantically. Me and him were the best of friends.

I walk back to the building. I walk up the steps. And I open the door. Goosebumps run up my arm as I touch the handle.

Confidence and adrenaline battle as I walk to the reception.

"Excuse me, where is the Arctic Monkeys practise room?"
"Third door, left corridor and it's the door on the right. Can't miss it"
"Thank you"

I begin to walk towards the door and the receptionist calls me-

"Excuse me miss!"
"Yes?"
"May I ask why your here?"
"Oh-
I'm just a friend"

Bit short, sorry. I'll write more in the next one I promise.