Hemmings

Five

    The rest of the week turned out better than I thought it would because Luke and I have been hanging out more than we would before. Luke is a cute dipshit, just saying. It was finally Saturday, and since I was scheduled to work at 3:45pm to 6:15pm, Luke decided that it was a great idea to watch him at his practice performances. They practiced in his house garage, and everything there looked so grunge. Old school records would lay along the shelf on the left side of the garage, and the walls were weirdly covered up with recycled denim. Their instruments were displayed in the center of the garage, and a couch sat behind it. His band mates were stoners, except for the other blondie. They were chill though, they didn't give a fuck about anything. They didn't have short anger tempers like how others would. They were welcoming and I liked that, because I felt like I belonged there. It was nothing but best friends that accepted one of their mate's girlfriends to watch one of their 'private performances'.

"Mates, this is Riley. Riley, this is Calum, Ashton, and Michael." Luke confidentiality introduced. They all shook my hand then hugged me, but not the way Luke would. "She is off limits, got it?" Luke questioned jealously. They all intended to laugh, knowing that they would never try to hit on me. Calum was the brunette muscular member. He had a tattoo sleeve on his arm, full of useless doodles. Don't get me wrong though, those doodles may mean something to him. He smiled friendly every time I was near him, and continued to play the guitar. He was a side guitarist, and Luke was the lead. Michael, was one of the boys who would smoke, drink and burn, but still had life goals, and attempted to reach them. I don't know how the hell he does it, but he does. The Blondie besides Luke, was named Ashton. His hair was curly and he was outgoing. He wore a wrapped bandana around his head and always wore graphic muscle tees and black skinny jeans. I have a prediction that him and Luke share clothes, you know, since they have the exact style as each other.

"Luke, how'd you score this chick?" Michael laughed, taking a sip from his Jack Daniel bottle in his hand. Everyone else in the band agreed to Michael, and Luke blushed, and as hard as he tried to stop, he couldn't. "I wasn't lucky, guys. I'm blessed to have her." He softly speaks, blushing even more. I laughed to cover up my blushing moment, then we all laughed together at one point.

"He wrote a song about you, you know?" Calum speaks as he fixed his hair by the mirror on the wall. Luke sighed. "She wasn't supposed to know that you dick." He joked, jokingly pushing Calum. A giggle escaped my mouth. "Let's hear it." I said in hype. Luke blushed just like how he did when Michael asked how he had 'scored' me, and plugged his guitar. "Luke calls it 'She Looks So Perfect' because he thinks your perfect. He told us everything about you last night and kept going on and on and on..." Ashton explained and smiled. "Aye, shut up and let's just play it." Luke interrupted, embarrassed, but in a good way. They began to play the song, and Luke got the singing lead of the song, which is pretty explainable considering this song was supposedly for me. Luke was there, singing, and my mind just went completely blank. I was happy that I have met him, and I never had that kind of thought towards anyone ever in my life before. He made me happier than I was before we met, and he made me feel like a princess. I felt invincible whenever he'd compliment me, and it felt great. He didn't feel like something temporary. It felt as if he was gonna stay permanently, no matter what the fuck happens.

They finished, and all I could do was blush, but giggle it out to hide it.

"That was good." I blushed even more without laughing. He smiled and blushed, embracing me into his arms and the rest of the band sighed in "Aw's".

2 hours later.

We spent the rest of the day together, because my boss decided to close the shop down for that day due to his important doctors appointment. I thought it was stupid, considering the fact that we had employees to work. Isn't that what employees are for?