My Band And My Work

My Band And My Work

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Destiny Boatright is the manager of Selene Haney, the lead vocalist of The Red Queens. But not only is Selene the lead vocalist of a band but she is also a horse vet. Can she manage 2 jobs? •~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~•~• "Selene!" I found her in her room, sighing. "What's wrong this time?" She looked up. "I got called in to take care of a horse, don't know what kind. Can we leave?" I rubbed my face. "Yeah. We can leave now." "Destiny?" I turned and she smiled. "I'm glad youre still here." I smiled and hugged her. "Come on, girl, we gotta get going." She nodded. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Selene's POV She tugged me along to the bus with "The Red Queens" in fancy print on the side. "Destiny, the driver knows where to go, right?" She turned and smiled. "Of course." I sighed. "Good." I sat near the back of the bus, watching out the window, at our fans. I snickered. They sure love us. I got a horse to take care of back in Harrisburg. Then I passed out.
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She had been alone with me before but the air in the car was excruciatingly lovely. It felt like home. It was as if she was my wife and I was just driving us home after a long day. At the same time, it felt like I couldn't breathe. For fucks sake, my chest was sweating, but I loved it. I glanced at her as she was leaning her head on the window, her dark ponytail sprawled over her chest. She looked so daunting and elegant it made my heart clench. Sometimes, when I looked really hard and noticed everything I didn't get the chance to in all of the nine years I've known her before she disappeared, it made me feel like a high school boy again. That feeling of happiness when I was with her. Or even just the thought of her. Fuck. I grabbed a cigarette from out of one the cup holders and lit it up, trying to distract myself from her. I inhaled, but when I turned to look at Selene she was covering her nose with her shirt. I furrowed my brows and scowled. Did I smell? "What's wrong?" I softly asked. She glanced at me and shook her head gently, dismissing me. I clenched my jaw. When I pulled my hand up to inhale another smoke, it finally clicked. I quickly threw it out the window and turned the AC on, rolling our windows up. I felt her stare on the side of my face and gulped, trying my fucking best not to smile. "Why did you do that?" She asked me, her voice low. Almost sounding like she was whispering. I quickly shot her a glance before answering. "You have asthma." Her gaze darkened. It was so quiet I could hear her heart beating rapidly while we stared at each other. I couldn't help but want to reach up and kiss her, and hold her like she deserved. She swallowed her saliva and looked away, a smile starting to form on the corners of her lips. I chuckled, already knowing I couldn't escape her now. I wouldn't be able to. It'd be like not having oxygen. And so help me, God, if I didn't have my oxygen.

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