It was supposed to be a one night stand. I mean, he was in a band…I was a fan. I never gave much thought to how it could end up.
His name is Jack Barakat. He changed my life in ways that before, I couldn't even begin to imagine.
"I am going to sleep with Jack B-Kat," I said cheerfully to Sarah, my best friend and an All Time Low fan, like myself.
"Sure you are, Leah. Sure you are." Sarah said with a giggle.
"I am…If I don't come to your car within a half an hour after the show, you can leave." I said, all seriousness in my voice.
"So you really think you are gonna do this?" she asked.
"I want too. It probably wont mean much to him, but just the experience…it would be amazing. I could just tell people "Yeah…I slept with Jack Barakat." Not that I would because I don't want to seem like a whore or something." I chuckled.
"Okay. If you say so, I will leave you." She said.
"After 30 minutes though, don't leave like, five minutes after the concert." I demanded.
"Ha ha! Okay, Leah. I wont leave early."
"Good. Because I don't want to be stranded in Spokane…at night. I mean, I know that it isn't any Chicago at night, but…the hobos kinda freak me out." I said.
"Okay, Leah…you don't have to worry." She said laughing.