Well guys here is chapter three as promised. Chapter four will be up soon. This is CONTINUING on from last chapter but now in Danny's point of view.
lets goo
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From George's expression, I could tell he was shocked.
I have got little furniture, gold and red walls and various band posters and my own artwork on the walls.
No I don't have One Direction posters, I don't like them.
"You will be in my room and I'll be fine on the sofa, I don't get much sleep anyway." I say.
He nods but I can tell truthfully he wants to reject it.
I lead him to the bedroom he will now be staying in.
He see more drawings on the walls.
"These yours?" he asks.
I nod.
"They are awesome." He says.
I BLUSH, no one has really complemented me like that before.
"Thanks, you can have the bottom two drawers." I say, walking to the dresser.
I open the top drawer and grab a pair of boxers, some sweats and a t-shirt.
I leave George to unpack his things while iI have a shower.
Once the shower is over I dry off and pull the boxers and sweats on.
I see the scar across my abdomen in the mirror and look down.
It reads "failure" but so far I'm proving them wrong.
I run two finfers over it before putting my T-shirt on and making my way to the living room.
I sigh at the pile of papers on my coffee table.
They are my lyric assignments from my freshman and seinor music classes.
I asked them to write a verse or chorus of a song.
While marking them I notice a lot of them are copied from the internet.
Guess I should of said no copying.
George's work is more original.
Verse
1 cracker, 2 cracker, 3 cracker, 4.
Not enough crackers bitch I need two more.
Still not enough for me to feed these hoes.
Too drunk to open the D'Lorean door.
So I take a little nap on the bathroom floor.
Last 'Shroom cap, man I'll need some more.
Lap dance's looking at me like she's bored.
Too many drinks that I can't afford.
Watch me run outside that door.
So let's mix the maker, meet the marker.
I'm in the mood for a little bite darker.
Got some paper and a lighter.
Time to set it all on fucking fire.
I photocopy it before I write on it.
If he can rap like he writes he could be guy my friend's band Hollywood Undead need.
Soon I'm done marking and think about dinner.
I decide to make takeout style sweet + sour chicken with egg fried rice and choose ice cream for dessert.
Okay maybe I didn't make the sauce or rice from scratch but I'm not a professional chef.
"Danny, where is the bathroom"? George asks when I'm nearly done cooking.
"Oh yeah, it's just opposite the bedroom, sorry I forgot to say it earlier." I say.
"Thanks, I'll be back in a min" he says.
I put all of the food for the main course on two plates.
George re-enters as i put them on the small dining table.
"smells good." he comments.
"thanks, i only know how to make a few things and this was the first time i made this." i reply.
"so why are you not working on new songs?" he asks.
"not got much time as my friends who formed Hollywood Undead keep asking me to fill in for Aron." I reply.
"cool, can I meet them?" he asks.
"Sure I got a gig tomorrow at an all ages club." I say.
I clear the playes and grab the ice cream bowls.
I bring them over and set them down.
"Thanks, I'm not used to this setting, should I do the washing up?" he says.
I chuckle.
"I understand and nope you can pick a film on netflix." I say.
He smiles.
Soon we are sitting on the sofa kinda like a couple watching Iron Man 2.
I admit I have seen this before when I did a marvel movie marathon.
Halfway through I get a text from Jordan.
Charlie aka Jordan:
Hey you still up for tomorrow night.
Deuce still MIA.
Jordiexx
Me:
Yeah Jordie.
I'm bringing my friend though.
Danny-boyxx
I look away from my phone to see George was drifting off to sleep.
I ruffle his hair.
He wakes a bit and focuses on the movie.
I get another text.
Charlie aka Jordan:
Ooh Danny-boy finally got a girlfriend?
Jordiexx
Me:
No, it's a male friend.
I'll explain how we met and stuff tomorrow.
Danny-boyxx
Charlie aka Jordan:
Fine.
I'll leave you alone for now.
Jay teasing me.
Jordiexx
Me:
Ew, ew, eww.
Didn't want to know that.
I'm still a little innocent person.
Danny-boy xx
I watch the ending of the film and turn the TV off.
George is fast asleep.
I carefully manage to get him into the bed without waking him up.
I get the sleeping bag from the cupboard and get into it.
As I lay on the sofa, I think I can't be falling for my student can i?
So that is the end of chapter 3.
I hope you like the text format i'm trying out.
the next chapter as i said should be up soon but i realised that i don't have the time i though i did to upload it tonight.
Please review.
