Chapter 2

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     I woke up to my alarm blaring in my ear. I groan and sit up. I look at my phone and see a text.

     Y/n, I pulled those strings I said I would. You get to meet the band today! But do you know what's even better? You get to meet other bands too! My Chemical Romance, Panic! At the Disco, Fall Out Boy, and Twenty One Pilots!!!

      Y/n! Hello!?!?!

      HELLO

     oh you must be asleep sorry. Silly me....🤗

      Wait. I get to meet all of those bands!?!?!? BEST DAY EVA!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! Wait. You know My Chemical Romance?!?!?! That's my favorite band!

Lol. You're Welcome😂

What time?

I'll come pick you up around 10 am.

Gotcha thx 😝

     Right now it is 9 am.

     I start freaking out and running to the shower. I grab a towel and run into the bathroom.

      I take a shower, dry my hair, and run to my closet with a towel around my waist.

      All of a sudden, I heard my phone ding. I sigh and then run over there. I pick up my phone and see a text from Dallon.

      Hey, btw it's only going to be Brendon and I. The others are busy.

Okay.

I

run back up to my closet and pick out a black party dress.

run back up to my closet and pick out a black party dress

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     (But less revealing. You're not a slut!)

      

                    (With this hair)

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                    (With this hair)

       I was putting on my Converse when I heard a knock on the door.

       "One second!" I yell through the door.

      I finally get my shoes on and rush to the door. I slowly open it to see Dallon.

      "Hey!" I say surprised.

      "Surprise?" He says with questionable enthusiasm.

      "I came to pick you up. I would stay for a few minutes, but the child in the backseat is getting impatient."

      "You left a child in the car?!?!" I scold while I'm pulling him toward his car.

      He just laughed.

     He pointed towards his car, so I would know which is which.

      I run over there as fast as I can in heels and peer inside his car.

      "There's no child in there." I tell him as I see someone pop up from under the seat.

      "AHHH!" I scream. The man in the car just laughs.

      "Uh Dallon. Who is this."

      "A man baby slash Brendon." He tells me as he opens the car door for me.

      I get in the car and hear the grown man baby in the back whisper to Dallon, but I can't make out the words.

       I pretended like I didn't notice and just messed with my phone.

       "Hey.... um...." I heard a different voice say.

      "Y/n."

      "You have a beautiful name."

       "Thank you." I mumble, my face heating up and turning different shades of pink and red.

       Dallon just looks at me and Brendon and smirks to himself.

       We were in comfortable silence until Brendon reached out from the back seat and turned on the radio.

        A song I didn't know had just ended and I heard the g note.

       I look up at the radio, tears in my eyes. Before I knew it, hot tears were streaming down my face.

      Brendon looked at me and then quickly turned the radio off.

        "Thank you." I say with my voice cracking.

          "I'm sorry, I didn't realize it was that song."

         "It's okay. It's not your fault."

      He just looked at me sadly for the next five minutes, until he turned the radio back on. Now, a song I  recognize turned on.

       It was "Sins".

      All of a sudden, the kid in the back started bursting out singing in an angelic voice.

       "Wow... you're amazing at singing."

      "Well, I am the lead singer of Panic!"

      "Wow," I say as I gape at him, "how many octaves can you sing?"

      "Four octaves."

      Wow. Four octaves.

      "Can you sing?" He said, snapping me out of my thoughts.

      "Asks the person who has a four octave vocal range." I say sarcastically.

      "I bet you have a beautiful singing voice. " he tells me.

     "Okay Lovebirds.  We're here." Dallon says as I realized Brendon and I were staring into each other's eyes.

      I just roll my eyes at him as my face flushes.

      Wow. You're in love already, Y/n.

      


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