There were some issues lately. Rumours about cleaning the city from bad influence or something like that. "Whatever it is, we need to be careful. Because, you know.." "People see us as bad influence," Jimmy said, rolling his eyes.
We -Jimmy, Matt, Zacky, Brian, Johnny, and I- and few other teens are just kids who had different taste of music and fashion than other people. Yet, they saw like we were the kids under black magic and all the bad things.
"Look, we need to tell the guys" Jimmy got up. "I know- now?" Because Jimmy already had his phone pressed to his ear. "Uhm, yes? Tell them to come over here," he ordered. I nodded, as going through the contact names.
"Hey, Bri? Sorry for calling in this early morning, brother. Are you alone? No? Oh, you're with Zee. Can you two come over here? Yes, now. I'll tell you when you get here. Okay, bye." I ended the call. Why was Zacky with Brian? "Probably fucking" Jimmy folded his arms. I cringed, "Well, I didn't need to know that." He laughed, "you asked it out loud!"
Not so long after that, we all sat around in my living room. Matt was frowning, Johnny with his sleepy face, Zacky was laying his head on Brian's shoulder, eyes half close, Brian was grumpy just like Matt.
"Now, spit it, why on earth you two wanted us to be here at 5:30 in the fucking morning," Matt scoffed, eyes glancing between me and Jimmy. Well, Jimmy and I were known as the troubled ones in the group. Jimmy started explaining about the strange dreams he had and about us had to be careful. I looked at Zacky, and just dragged him to the kitchen with me, earning a protest from him and Brian.
"Help me make coffee?" Zacky nodded, taking cups from the cabinet. "Anything you want to tell me, Zee?" I asked, stirring the coffee. He seemed thinking for few seconds then let out a quiet 'yeah'. I leaned against the kitchen counter, looking at Zacky. "I spent the night with Brian.." he trailed off. I tilted my head as saying "yes, I know, and?" "We haven't talked about what it makes us. I like him, y'know, I don't wanna ruin our friendship" he looked down. "Zee, look, I'm sure he won't just walk away like that. I know he likes you too. He wouldn't shut up about you the first day he met you." That made him blush. "I'll kick his ass if he ever hurts you," I smiled at him. He let out a small laugh, "thank you."
"Now, lets get back." We headed back to the living room with cups of coffee in our hands. Brian gave me a look, but I just smiled innocently at him, he rolled his eyes.
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Nightmare
Fanfiction"I was dreaming." You probably thinking, "what's so wrong with dreaming?" Nothing is wrong with dreaming But if you're friends with Jimmy Sullivan, then yes, something is wrong with dreaming Or that's what I thought..