WHY

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Allison walked through the hotel room thinking about what happened in the past few hours, she is now in a very expensive hotel with her favorite band, looks like shit but they still seem to like her. She was shocked, nobody in the past three years had ever said anything to her along the lines of “I want to help you” or “you’re really cool” but theses guys took her off the street and just gave her a job. A job she would die for. 

“Allison are you okay?” she heard Alex call through the adjoining door

“yea im fine” she said quietly

Then alex walked in and looked at her 

“whats wrong?” he asked concerned

“nothings wrong, everything is just going too perfectly. Nothing has ever been this way since my parents left.” I said quietly

“what do you mean your parents left?”

“when I was 13 my parents and my sister told me they were going to the market and they never came home. I took all the money I had, two outfits and a small bag and left. I never looked back.” I said while looking at the floor.

“wow” was all I heard him say

“so you’ve been living on the streets by yourself for 5 years?” he asked astounded

“yup” I said popping the P

“we will take care of you now” jack said sounding mature for the first time ever in his life

I shuddered on the ground with hope and for the first time in the past two years, I felt happy.

“come on” rian said suddenly

“what?” I was so god damn confused

“just come on” he said smiling his white teeth at me

“alrighty then” I said reluctantly getting up and taking his waiting hand

He was being secretive…im not sure if I am ready for this much of a jump in scales of living.

“where we goin” I asked as we went to the elevator

“to a music store” he said simply

“why?” 

“cuz you’re too talented to not have your own equipment” he said like I had five heads

“ooohhh nooo” I said seriously “you are not buying me anything…im practically already freeloading with you guys” I swore

After a long ass argument with rian, he won and got me a huge expensive drum set that I would never even dream of and had it shipped to his home in Baltimore until after tour. Damn nice people to hell…all of them

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