Violently brushing your hair and pulling on black denim shorts, you bite your lip and glance at the digital clock placed on your nightstand. It was already 10:15 AM and your collaboration rehearsal with Gorillaz was scheduled at 9:30. You curse and can't believe you overslept.
You quickly put on a soft (color) T-shirt and tie a (color) flannel around your waist. You rush to the bathroom, brush your teeth and then go back to put on socks and (color) Converse shoes.
Your mother shouts that you didn't have breakfast yet as you run out the door and hop on your bicycle. You pedal as fast as your legs will allow you and make it to Kong Studios at approximately 10:30.
Once you get to the door, a foul-faced Murdoc shouts at you over the intercom.
"Where the bloody 'ell 'ave you been!?"
You wince and sigh.
"I...I woke up a little late, last night I---"
"Shut up and come in because we 'ave to get this sodding track finished!"
You pout and enter through the front door.
You're greeted by an excited Noodle, a grinning 2D, a content Russel, and a furious Murdoc. He scowls but keeps his mouth shut.
"I'm so excited to work with you again, (name)-san!" Noodle exclaims, almost jumping. You smile because you really love Noodle's kindness and sincerity.
"I'm excited too, Noodle! Although, I might not be able to sing too well because---"
Murdoc interrupts you. "Come on, you sodding idiots, we 'ave to record it now! I don't 'ave time to talk around like a dullard!" He glances over at 2D. You sigh again and follow everyone into the recording studio.
"Stop, stop, STOP!" Murdoc shrieks. 2D discontinues his keyboard playing and Noodle and Russel do the same with their instruments. The Satanist turns to you and glares.
"For the love of Satan, what the 'ell is the matter?! I'm a very busy man an' I can't 'ave a little girl like you fuckin' up me schedule! Your voice sounds like you been screechin' with banshees or some shit! If you can't handle the collab and sing properly, I 'ave got nothin' against replacing you."
He kicks over 2D's keyboard and tries to grab Noodle's guitar. She swiftly jumps backward before he can do anything.
"Murdoc-san, you must not yell! This is impolite!"
"Oh I'll show you impolite!" Murdoc yells. He tries to get ahold of the lead guitarist but she sprints out of the room with her beloved guitar. Russel shakes his head and leaves as well. The bassist looks at you with fire in his eyes.
"Right, now because 'a you, my band isn't cooperating! This is your sodding fault, you sodding idiot!"
Tears well up in your eyes and you run to the corridor. You bump into Noodle in the hallway.
"Ah! (name)-san, I know what you need..." She says quietly, grabbing your hand. She covers your eyes with a blindfold and takes you into what seems like a room.
"Noodle, I..."
She doesn't reply. You take off the blindfold and realize you have no idea where you are and that Noodle isn't there any longer.
You walk out of the room cautiously to look out a nearby window and you gasp. All you can see are clouds and the beautiful blue sky. You try stepping outside and realize that you're on Noodle's floating island. You sniffle and remind yourself to thank her when you see her again. Completely outside the windmill now, you make your way over to the edge of the island and you carefully peek over. You scream in fright as the wind almost makes you fall. You should have fallen, actually...then you feel that someone is grasping the back of your shirt.
"(name), did you do tha' on purpose? Were you tryin' to fall?"
2D's kind voice is unmistakable and you regain your balance to turn around and look at him. He lets go of your shirt and grips onto your shoulders.
You don't know why, but you start crying then.
2D starts trembling frantically, not knowing what to do.
"H-hush, now...come on, no cryin'!"
You sob louder and he winces. He tries to make you laugh with a witty poem.
"There was a girl named Mariah who succumbed to a lover's desire; she said 'It's a sin, but now that it's in, could you shove it a few inches higher?'"
You stop crying a little because you thought that was kind of funny, even if a bit dirty. 2D gives you a warm smile. He wipes your tears away with his thumb and fixes your bangs behind your ear. You sigh.
"I guess you want me to tell you what's wrong?"
"Oh, (name), you don't 'ave to tell me anyfing! But...If it makes you feel better, I'm 'ere to listen. Whatever will make you feel better, I'll do it."
He flashes you another two-teeth missing smile and his dark eyes sparkle. You sit down and cross your legs; 2D does the same and you suddenly feel so much smaller than earlier. He's a pretty tall guy.
"Well...I'm depressed a lot...and last night I was screaming at myself because I hate how I look...I'm not good enough for anyone, everyone hates me. And I forgot that we were going to rehearse today, so my throat is just sore from last night. I was cutting but I accidentally dropped my razor in the toilet so I just..." You realize you're sobbing again and 2D slowly puts his arm around you. He gently pushes your head towards himself until you feel you're resting on his shoulder.
"Is tha' why your lyrics is so sad? I like your voice when you sing, but I can't 'elp but notice tha' the words are distraught." 2D says. You nod and continue talking.
"Murdoc hates me...I've always loved your band and when I heard he wanted collaborators and picked me, I just...I was so excited! But...now I'm not so sure, since...no one likes me..." You sniffle.
"Well, I like you!"
You look up at 2D, your eyes wide open.
"Noodle and Russel sure like you as well! But I like you more than anyone. I fink." A pink blush creeps onto his cheeks and you feel your face heat up as well.
"2D, are you telling me another joke?"
The vocalist frowns. "'Ow could you call me feelin's a joke?"
You sigh and look away. "No, I just...no one likes me, 2D. Not like that."
He places a hand on your face and makes you look at him. "I just said I did." He states firmly. 2D leans forward and you feel warm, soft lips on yours. You notice he's got his eyes closed and you suddenly feel bad for having yours open.
"I like you. I like your wonderful personality, your beautiful face, your style, your intelligence..." He blushes darker. "I like the way our voices merge together when we sing. I like how you look when you sing wiff your emotions...I like how you look when you watch me sing..."
Now you're the one blushing darkly.
"I just like you." 2D repeats. He hugs you tightly; the hug is so nice...it's comforting and warm. You hope he won't let go. He doesn't. "Talk to me. I'm 'ere for you, (name). I really like you."
You laugh and wipe away a few of your own tears. "I like you too."
