promises we can't keep→hemmings

part 1//music

The same second Audrey layed her head down on her pillow, music blasted through her ears. She quickly sat up, confused of why it happened so suddenly. She glanced down to her computer that was still sitting on her lap, she squinted her eyes at the time which read "3:04 a.m" also very hard to read with no glasses on.

After multiple seconds of sitting, listening to unfarmiliar music that flowed through her apartment, she slumped over and sighed rather loudly.

She rolled her eyes as she moved her legs to the edge of the bed then slowly walking over to her dresser to pull out and pair of plaid pajama pants. She slid them over her legs and tipped her head forward, before she carelessly pulled her light brown hair into a very messy bun.

She took her time as she walked over to her front door, exited and headed to the elevators.

After a couple of minutes of waiting for the elevator to reach her floor it finally came and she entered as the doors opened. She leaned on the wall of the elevator and tried to remember how many times she had heard this same music play throughout the past weeks and how badly she wanted to do something about it. She finally was.

She waited as the elevator lowered down. She watched the numbers change over the doors and once it read the floor number 6. Once the doors opened after seconds of standing still, she walked out.

She had no idea which apartment the music was coming from, but she knew she had to find out if she wanted to have any sleep tonight.

After standing in the middle of the hallway clueless of where to go next she decided to go right. She followed where the music was coming from, occasionally leaning her ear to a door to see if that was her destination.

After walking down the hallway for a few more moments she noticed she was getting closer to the music. The electric quitar's sounds were ringing through her ears as she approached the appartment "6C".

She stood there for a seconds trying to figure out if she actually wanted to do something. Audrey was a fairly shy girl, didn't like standing up for herself when she didn't exactly need to. Though this was necessary.

She hovered her small hand over the wooden door for a few seconds longer before she knocked a couple times.

No answer.

Though her knuckles only met the door once again. She knocked even louder this time making sure to be heard over the loud music.

After a few moments the music came to a complete halt and the door swung open.

Her very light green eyes met a pair of slightly darker green eyes. Her eyes trailed up to his hair which was a mix of dark purple and black. She didn't realize she was staring until he cleared his throat.

She was immediatly snapped out of her gaze and finally spoke up. "I was kinda trying to sleep." she muttered trying not to be rude.

"Oh were you? It kinda sounded like you were trying to break down our door." He chuckled slightly.

She chuckled in return, but only for a few moments until her lips formed back into a straight line. "What's the loud music about?" she questioned, curious of why they were so loud at this hour.

"Band practice, we have to perfect our skills if we want to be playing real stadiums." he smiled at me while saying the last part of his sentence.

She scoffed, "And that includes having to play at 3 in the morning?" she questioned as she raised an eyebrow.

"Apparently" a new voice spoke from behind the purple haired boy. A tall boy with hazel eyes and curly brown hair walked up to the door infront of where I was standing. She noticed he had a red bandana wrapped around his forehead and he was wearing a Green Day shirt and black skinny jeans, like the boy in front of her was wearing as well.