A/N: Marlene & Uriah right in a row...hehe...
aND I FREAKING LOVE 5SOS HOLY CRAP THOSE BOYS ARE TALENTED AND HILARIOUS CRAP
Oh and also, you guys should go read my new story. It's called soundtrack.► and it's a new story and it's pretty cool and you guys should read it :D the note at the beginning of the story explains everything.
She says to me, forget what you thought, 'cause good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught
I hum along to the song that's so loud it's probably going to cause my eardrums to burst or bleed. I haven't decided which one it is yet.
So just turn around and forget what you sa-
Someone pulls my right earbud out. "Hey!" I exclaim, whipping around.
Lynn grabs my iPod out of my back pocket and looks at the song name. "Ooh, 5 Seconds of Summer. I love them. Michael Clifford is hot."
I roll my eyes. "You've always been a sucker for guys that dye their hair unnatural colors, Lynn." But I'm grinning, because I love that damn band so much.
"Hey, that guy was a big mistake."
I open my mouth to reply, but the song changes.
Because you know I'm all about that bass, 'bout that bas-
Lynn hits the pause button and then puts on Voodoo Doll.
"Seriously?" I say. "That was my jam." I keep going searching through the CDs.
"It was pop shit."
"It's pure genius." I argue. "Put the words that need to be said into a song and back it with a pop beat so that it'll sell? Genius."
She rolls her eyes. "Do you have Wherever You Are on here?"
"I saved the video to my camera roll if that counts for something." I say.
"I fucking love that song." She says.
"Me too. I always have it stuck in my head."
She nods. "Those boys are too talented for their own good." She's quiet for a minute. "And speaking of boys-"
"If you say one word about Uriah or Tommy, I'm going to block your damn number and never speak to you again."
She holds up her hands in mock surrendur. "Okay. I was just wondering if you heard Amnesia."
"I have the whole album, their EP, and all of the bonus tracks for the album. Of course I've heard Amnesia."
"Does that remind you of anyone?"
I glare at her.
She brings her hands back up again. "I'm not saying anything, but I am saying that I may or may not have seen him listening to that song."
"That doesn't even make sense."
"Tris seemed to get it."
"You know what? Fuck you, Lynn." I shove her back a little, laughing. I'm not even sure what's so funny about it- the fact that Uriah's been listening to 5 Seconds of Summer, or the fact that Lynn and Tris are actually talking. I think it's probably the idea that Uriah's been listening to 5SOS, since he's expressed his very strong feelings of hatred towards them since I first made him listen to one of their songs.
"Guys that dye their hair should not be trusted," He had said. "And neither should a group of guys that sing about a girl wearing their underwear."
"Fine," she says. "Don't believe me. But we know you've got a major case of Four-Tris Syndrome, and you know it."
She turns and skips- literally fucking skips- out of the store.
Great.
I put my other earbud back in and press play. Say Something starts to play.
You have fucking got to be kidding me.
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