Okay, so don't hate me but I'm shipping David and Kyle, yeah they're perfect and they'd be really cute together so if you don't like male on male then don't read okay? Okay thanks :D
David's POV
We sat on the bus trying to think of lyrics to a new song we needed. I looked up at Kyle, he was working on the album art, he ran his hand through his thick blonde hair, frustrated.
"Damn, D. This is a lot harder then it was when we were still in Colorado…"
Kyle was sitting on the couch at the end of my feet. I was stretched out looking up at the ceiling. He was right, when we were at home, everything came naturally, and on the road it was so much different. Everything was. All we had was the band and the music. Don't get me wrong, it was great, but I missed everybody I left back in Denver…
"I give up for tonight. How about you?" Kyle said as he looked over at me.
"Yeah I guess so, I mean fuck this we're sitting here on a Friday night getting no shit done, let's go out and fuckin' party, man!"
Kyle smiled and put on his jacket, I slipped on my red leather jacket. Kyle opened the door and stepped out, still holding the door open for me, "ladies first."
"Shut the fuck up, man," I said as I chuckled and punched his shoulder playfully. Kyle let the door slam shut and we started walking around New York city trying to find the night club we'd blow all of our money on tonight.
As we were walking, Kyle put his arm around me. Confused, I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. His only response was "Oh stop acting like you don't like it, boo."
What the fuck was my best friend doing…
