Kylie Jane Simmons was cool with being the only girl in a band with three males. She had seen them all as older brothers.
Expect not Dan, she didn't know what she saw Dan as. Probably a huge dork, she thought. Then she pushed all the thoughts down and forgot about them.
They were drunk, Dan smiled brightly at her. "You're really pretty" he admitted and Kylie smirked but blushed.
"You're pretty as well, Mr Smith" she took a sip of her beer. She watched him with amused eyes. "Would it be okay to say that I loved you? Like not in that way Will loves you but like in the way Woody likes Chrissy-" she irrupted him with a kiss.
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