"What's your advice about life?"
"Live Fast, Die Young." She said low. "Life taught me that in mere seconds we might be not breathing anymore and everything will be gone. So you've got to live your life as much as you can. Do e everything you want t...
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The chilly breeze from the night hits my face softly and I step outside the bar. I'm heading home after a long four to midnight shift. It's probably the shift I hate doing the most.
I don't know if it's because has the more dead hours ors maybe I'm just not used to it.
The neons signs line up on the Dunset Strip, bringing it a different color that it has during the day. This is probably what I love the most about Hollywood. The night life.
It's a break from the day routine. The set free from the hard everyday job. When there's no worries. Where people can relax and forget about what haunts them during the day.
I open the for of my apartment and my heart stops seeing the lights on, but quickly, I let out a sign of relief when I see Sebastian sat on the couch, watching TV and eating pizza.
“What are you doing here?” I ask, dumping my keys on the shelf beside the door and taking of my leather jacket.
“Came to visit, but you weren't home.” He replies with a shrug and I roll my eyes at him, sitting beside him and stealing a pizza slice from the box.
“You need to stop doing this. One day you'll get me killed from an heart attack.”
“What can I say? I missed you.” He gives me that smile and I send one back as well, after biting on my pizza slice.
“You saw me yesterday.”
“True.” He nods. “But you were working. It's not the same. And I miss spending good quality time with my best friend.” He wraps his arms around my shoulders and pulls me into his side, giving me a side hug.
Since the beginning of January, I stopped seeing Sebastian that much because him and the band started working on their album and I'm always working.
“And now you seem to spend all of your free time with Duff.”
And also that. I haven't told Sebastian I'm dating Duff. I'm not sure why I haven't told him, maybe scared of his reaction. For much he says he doesn't mind and he's cool that I hang out with Duff and the rest of the band, I know damn well he's not that cool with that. I don't need to give him explanations about who I date or don't, and I definitely don't need his approval, but he's my best friend, my brother. And I want him to be happy for me and not against my decisions and the reasons that make me wake up with a smile in my face.
I've never been so happy as I am now. Duff makes me happy, he makes me the happiest girl alive and I love the feeling.
“About that...I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?” He asks, his mouth full of pizza and looks at me.
“Duff and I are dating.” I say and he looks at me, wide eyes. He even stops chewing.
