"God,you are such an ass!" I screamed at him
"Really,Faith. Cause I'm pretty sure I told you from the beginning. I don't do relationships...... And a matter of fact, neither do you. So why are you acting like this!" He growls. He was clenching his jaw, a He pointed his fingers at at me.
"You know what. Forget it!.....Fuck. You drive me crazy. You say I'm the one, who wants to be sad and alone but the truth is, you do. You're the one who's going to be alone. So whatever, you do your thing, and I'll do mine. Okay, you win."
"What's that suppose to mean!" he grabs me by the arm and pulls me towards him. As our eyes meet,and he begins to search my face. I can feel my pain starting to seep through my skin.
"Sleep with whoever you want Ian. And I'll do the same."
"Fine,go be a fucking whore" he angrily says, as he turns from me.
He screamed "Fuck" as I walked out his apartment door, and the sound of him slamming his drinking glass of scotch echoed the halls......
*Pause.* Let's start from the beginning. Last Summer, at Warped Tour.
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"I still don't know why we couldn't go back stage, it just makes since" I said to my dear friend Hayley, as I crossed my arms.
"Would you shut up, I told you, this way is much more rewarding" she said glaring at me, as she made her bright green eyes smile.
So, here we are standing in line, in the damn heat, so my dear friend Hayley can get her breast signed by the band Spinning Accidentally. I personally have nothing against this band, the thing that pisses me off is why we are standing in line. I really don't understand why we can't just meet up with them back stage and have them sign her breast then. But no, the fact with Hayley is, she must do everything the hard way. In her head, she won't have a 'True Fan Girl Moment' if we don't stand in this stupid line.
"Fuck"I moaned, with an eye roll.
The summer of 2009, made everything different.
Hayley and I are in this band called Four Horny Boys with our buds; Jax,Nick, and Oli. We all met in our sophomore year of college. The five of us were in the same Nursing program at UCI Irvine and we some how discovered that we all had some sort of musical talent. So to distract us from the stress of Nursing school, we formed this band.
The name of the band is a little confusing, I know. The fact that there are only 3 dudes in the band, but at one point there were 4. Before Hayley joined, there was Sam, he was our bass player and he was outstanding. But then out of know where, he one day told us he was going to med school, so he dropped the band, dropped us, and just switched schools. Which was a bittersweet case, we all understood that our education was the main reason we were, well in school, but we all felt like we had this meaning in life to also do music.
So once Hayley found out Sam had left, she asked if she could join. At first we weren't really sure, I mean she never really told, or showed us that she knew how to play any musical instrument. You could guess,we were most defiantly shocked to find out that she pretty much knew how to play anything, and that her voice sounded like a classic violin.
When Hayley was younger, her parents put her in every music class they could find, mainly because of the fact, that studies showed how children who had some sort of musical influence, were more successful in their adult years then ones who didn't have music.
So long story short, we were pretty much a bunch of medical nerds, who liked to hit-up a few mosh pits, and perform awicked set.
"Yes!,we are almost there. How do my tits look?" Hayley asked, as she fluffed them. As I, uncrossed my arms, and placed my hands onmy hips. "Hayley, they are fine." sounding completely annoyed.
"Excellent"Hayley squealed, as she flipped her long blonde hair over her baring shoulders. She proceed to pull her lip gloss out of the back pocket of her tight white jeans and apply it.
Hayley, now she is beautiful. She's not the type of girl you bring home typically. She has the mouth of a sailor, and tends to expose a crazy amount of skin. She loves to have the attention of everyone around her, and to be the topic of everyone's conversation. But she is one hell of a nurse, she has so much passion, pride, and one of the biggest hearts I know. I love being her best friend. Plus she keeps things interesting. Like with this current idea.
I really have no idea what made her want to get her breast signed. Her and Nick have been dating for about eight months now, and doing this was just going to make him mad, and make these next few months a pain in my fucking ass. Yeah, sure Nick is one to try and tell Hayley how to dress, how to act, and well how to be a lady. But here is the thing with Hayley, she one who didn't listen to anyone, she would rather be a hippy –nudist, living off weed, and fresh coconuts.
I can only guess, this whole "boob signing" thing, is because of him
"ThankGod we are next" I sighed. I need some water, and I really am tired of waiting in this heat.
I ran my fingers through the front pockets of my jeans shorts to retrieve my phone as Hayley walked up to the table with a very seductive smirk planted on her face.
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