I got off stage as soon as I could to grab a bottle of water because damn, those shows take the life out of me. I was sitting on the amp that my guitar was previously plugged into when I started choking on water, how fucking ironic?
"IM DYING! Help I am dying, hello, dying!" I sputtered out, dropping the bottle and spilling it everywhere, and that included the people around me.
"What the hell man? Like if I was thirsty, I would have just asked you, even though I would not imagine talking to you, the singer of a wonderful talented band who most likely gets all the guys... SHIT" I heard a voice, so I spun around on my heel to become face to face with that girl from the crowd.
"I'm so sorry," she started to say, walking backwards into the wall near us. Wow. What a character. I needed to do something to calm her down, she was sorta a mess.
"First and foremost, I don't get all the guys, because I'm GAY, alright? They are a waste of time, really. I'm not even that good at singing, and yeah, I messed up a few times because of nerves thanks to you staring at me." I let the words out, unaware that I was holding them in.
"Whats your name anyways, punk?" Leave it to me to frighten a straight girl. She looked at me, like really looked at me, in my eyes and all that shit. I felt like I couldn't breathe.
"My name is Lynn Gunn. Okay? That's it. Why do you need to know? Why do I want to know yours? Maybe we will never find out." Lynn, I guess that's her name, snipped at me, sass just seeping through that tone of hers. And I, I think I liked it.
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Your Hand Inside Mine
FanfictionAlexa San Roman is in a band and plays shows every week at little bars, not expecting much but loving every moment. She never would have thought to meet a girl who makes her feel at home. (The title is taken from a song by Explosions In The Sky)
