Tom x Punk Reader

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Your P.O.V

"I can't wait for our rock concert this weekend!"One of your punk friends said.You all nodded agreeing with one another. There was going to be a huge rock concert played by you and your friends a legendary rock band everyone knew. You and all of your friends were so excited and ready to play this weekend. Your name was (Y/N) (L/N). Your friends were Adina, Mason and BB. You were all in a punk rock band together.

Adina was lead singer (Y/N) was a side singer+ bass guitarist, BB was your drummer and Mason was a Electric guitarist. You and your friends were a very known and popular band. Because of that you all were very popular in the town.

You all continue to talk about the concert that you all got sidetracked and lost track of time. You look down to check your phone to see that it was about 8 p.m." oh shit it's 7." You said as you looked back up at your friends." Damn already?" Mason said looking down at your phone. You BB and Adina stood up." Alright well I'll see you guys all later." You said as you grab your bag and started to walk out the door.

They all waved bye as you left. It was pretty dark outside but not too dark that you couldn't see where you were going. Before you got off of Mason's lawn you put your Dark (F/C) bandana with a red X on it over your mouth. You placed your hood on your head.

You walk until you made it into a dark alleyway. You walked behind the buildings just decide which one to spray paint. You chose the one on the left and dug into your bag to get the spray paint. You gripped it in your hands as you smirked underneath your bandana. You thought about what you were going to spray and then got the idea of what you were going to do.

Your band name

You knew your band was pretty popular. But you did anyway. You're pretty known around town by yourself too. But no one knew who you were. You love to decorate your town in spray paint. But you did it in secret and no one ever found out it was you who was doing it. The town was determined to find out who was doing it but they never inspected you because they thought you weren't the cause of it.

You were pretty upset that the town didn't like the art you made. But hey at least they had the heart to not wash it away. As you were spraying you stops to feel the Cool Breeze. This is why you love spray painting at night not because you weren't going to get caught but because you could feel the Cool Breeze when it came.

The breeze this time though felt different. That's what made it more enjoyable. You turn to the right to face the breeze and feel it. You close your eyes and a small smile makes its way onto covered face. This moment seem to last forever but it didn't. You heard movement the sound of sneakers hitting the cement floor hard.

You ignored it at first but then the smell came. You sniffed the air." Alcohol." You said to yourself recognizing the smell of it. The smell of it though wasn't like any other alcohol it was very strong as the person got closer. You thought about hiding but then realize that if this person was drinking alcohol they're probably drunk so they might not remember the event. So you stood there as a smell kept on getting stronger and stronger.

Finally the source of the smell came out of hiding. You came face-to-face with a drunken middle-aged man. He had some tannish colored skin, light brown hair that stuck up, a blue hoodie and black pants with checkered shoes. His hoodie was stained with the alcohol that he was drinking. His shoes were a mess. He soon noticed you and you made eye contact. But it was of f because you couldn't see his eyes. You shrugged your shoulders and went back to what you were doing.

He stumbled up to you. You didn't really care if you was watching as long as you didn't touch anything you were fine."T-that looks *hic* so c-cool." He slurred out. You turn to him surprised that someone actually liked the art she made." Really you think it looks cool?" You said as you turn to him. He slowly nodded.

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