"So.." Matt says, staring at yours and Alex's entwined hands. You fidget with Al's ring on his pinkie finger nervously.
"Are you two..uh" says Matt, his eyebrows raised slightly. Alex nods and Matt gives him a massive grin.
"Darcy!" Matt exclaims, pulling you in for a hug. You hug him back, happily.
"I thought...?" Matt says, after your warm hug. Alex shakes his head quickly and takes hold of your hand that had previously been taken off him by Matt's hug. He holds it tight and walks into the house after Matt.
Matt's house smelt of sweat, cologne and bacon. In his living room there was an impressive drum kit shoved into the corner of the room. You stare at it longingly.
"Do you want to play them?" Matt says, reading your facial expression. Alex chuckles at you fondly.
"Yeah, can I?" you ask hopefully. Matt smiles and nods. You let go of Alex's hand and rush to the drum kit, picking up the drum sticks. Matt goes into the kitchen to get some drinks, leaving you and Alex in the messy living room.
"You drum?" Alex asks you.
"Kind of," you lie, you had no idea what you where doing, but you started tapping a simple beat out anyway.
"You look cute," Alex says, smiling at you fondly.
"As do you," you say, still concentrating on the drum beat. You where so concentrated you didn't see Alex come over, beside you. He watched you drum for a while.
"My turn!" he says childishly, grabbing the drum sticks out your hands.
"Alex!" you whine, trying to snatch them back. By the time Matt came in, you were both on the floor fighting for the drum sticks.
"I love that you're back together and all, but Al, I'd appreciate it if you didn't fuck your girlfriend in my living room. Cheers, mate." he jokes, making you laugh. Still on the floor, Alex lets go of the drum sticks and kisses your forehead.
"I surrender," he says, "you're better at me at drumming anyway" he smirks.
You smile and get up, sitting on the sofa next to Matt.
"Can I have my drum sticks back now?" asks Matt. You hand him them back and he bops you on the head with them gently.
You talk about the gig with them for an hour, and then Alex suggests you both go home to get changed. You say goodbye to Matt, and walk back home with Alex's hand in yours.
At home, when you're both showered and ready Alex starts to pace around the living room biting his nails.
"Hey,hey,hey" you say gently, walking over.
"I'm so nervous, man" he says, putting his hands in his hair. You wrap your arms around him.
"Don't be" you say into his chest. He pulls your chin up to face him with his index finger and kisses you softly on the lips. His eyes are still closed for a couple of seconds after the kiss.
When he opens his eyes he says "I don't think I can do this".
"Of course you can, you'll be great!" you say for the millionth time.
"Okay," he says, followed by a long sigh. "Shall we get going then?" he asks you, taking your hand.
"Yeah, let's go."
