𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐑𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 (𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜)

Chapter 1: Auditions

  Dave was late, per usual. This was our second day of auditions. We'd gotten everyone but a singer. Dave was really picky about it

"He's gotta be better than James" he muttered after our seventh person left. Dave didn't even bother saying we'd be in touch. He sighed and threw some papers.

"You do it" I looked at him. I'd heard him sing before, it was different, but good. He looked back.

"Maybe" he mumbled, discouraged. We went back to my house. My mom wasn't home so we took some beer out of the fridge, and he sat on my bed, his back to the wall. He seemed mad. I crawled next to him, wrapped my arms around him in a hug. I then pulled away and kissed his cheek. His face didn't really change.

"Do you think I could sing?" I grinned and he opened my beer for me, then handed it back. I took a sip

"Yup" he nodded

"Fuck it, okay" he grinned back and kissed the top of my head "thank you, your amazing" I smiled and patted his leg. He finished his beer and took mine before I could finish

"Hey!" I said, trying to grab it back

"Get your ass up, and brush my hair or something" he grinned. He never let me touch his hair. It was his crown jewel. I gasped and quickly got a brush and he moved to the edge of the bed. I sat behind him I grabbed his hair and started brushing it out. I was almost done when Someone opened my bedroom door and I looked back. It was my mom. She looked upset. She walked in and put her hands on her hips.

"What's going on" I held up the brush

"I'm... I'm brushing Dave's hair" she walked over and snatched the beer out of Dave's hand.

"If I see this again, hes not coming back" she said sternly "and I told you to keep the door open when he's here" she said completely ignoring Dave sitting there looking right at her.

"Mom-" I started, but she put her hand up to sush me

"I don't wanna hear it" he snapped, and turned to Dave "leave" she said coldly and stalked out of the room before either of us could say another word. After a while of silence I chuckled

"Well, I suppose we should get going" Dave said standing up "i hope you enjoyed it, because im never letting you do that again" he grinned holding his hand out to help me up. I grabbed it and sighed

"I did enjoy it" i smiled sarcastically "jackass" i muttered. He smirked at that. I sat back down, i wasn't going with him... was i?"

"What're you doing, get up" he looked at me. I raised an eyebrow

"And where should we go? It's late, my mom won't let me go with you anywhere past six, you know that" i frowned and kicked his shoe playfully. He kicked mine back

"Huh, yet you still do" he mused and grabbed my hand to pull me up again "let's go princess, i'll rescue you from this hell, we're going to a party" he grinned at me. I grinned back. We couldn't go out my window, we'd established that when one night he managed to drunkenly climb up at three in the morning. My mom had a late shift at the hospital that night and was just coming home so she saw him. Once he was in my bed mumbling nonsense to me, i heard her walking towards my room. I quickly got up, and shoved him out the window not even thinking about the height. She didn't believe me when i said he hadn't been in there. I even let her check me room, and of course, by the window she found a condom. Not mine obviously, but she didn't buy that ether

So the window wasn't an option. We cooked up a plan and I told him to leave, loudly. In fact i screamed it.

"Get the fuck out of my house David!" i screamed, trying not to laugh "I never want to see you again" he grinned and bit his lip