Danger Zone chapter 7

Lily's P.O.V

I go behind the stage and slip on my skinny jeans. The dress could stay on but I kicked off my heels and put on my high top converses. I fluff up my hair to give it volume. I apply a little pink lip gloss. I have shine to my lips with it and I turn to find my friends trying their hardest to get ready within about five minutes. I put on my bracelet and take off my nice necklace. I sigh and turn to see Ria stumbling as she tries putting on her boots. I laugh at her and give her my shoulder to rest on. She sighs in thanks. I grab my bass after I know she can stand and head out of the stage again. I was ready to close the night. It was eleven already.

I tapped on the mike and smiled. I heard a soft hum telling me it was on. I plug in my bass in the amp and find my spot. I tap on the mike a little harder.

"Hey everybody, we got one more song. Don't think we're gonna leave with out an old time favorites?" I smirk and point to Kyle as he taps his drum sticks.

Dougie's P.O.V

The whole place began to jump with color and lights as I heard a song play even though the day was completely wrong. I didn't care. There became a dance floor in front of the stage.

I laugh at the people who were drunk and tried singing to it. At the bar I began to lose it myself and start singing along to it. Tom laughed and then we all stood at the edge the bar counter and waited for the lights to keep dimming and people leaving.

I heard her voice.

I think I'm gonna lose it, lose it, lose it
I think I'm gonna lose it,
I think I'm gonna lose it, lose it, lose it
I think I'm gonna lose it

I smile and hear Danny's favorite guitarist say the final words and the lights go out and there is a huge applause. I clapped with them and kept an eye on her hat. Robbie had it by our stuff and watched it as he clapped for Danger Zone as everyone else was. I just realized the other girl wasn't there.

"Wait! Before you all leave," My girl stopped the crowd and they looked, "We have a new song, my friend would like to sing it." She points to the girl with the guitar and a ponytail.

"This is called Ballad of Mona Lisa. It's By Panic! At the Disco. I hope you like it."

My girl hits a few keys on the piano and then Danny's favorite girl grabs the mike as the white haired girl gets a guitar behind her. It was a creepy start for a song but honestly, we did a weird song like it too. It was catch tone. All the girl's and the one guy had a great voice.

Mona Lisa, wear me out
Pleased to please ya
Mona Lisa, wear me out

Say what you mean, tell me I'm right
And let the sun rain down on me
Give me a sign, I wanna believe

The night was ending and I was beginning to grow very nervous. I felt my heart beat in my ears and feel my leg twitching. I took a deep breath and Robbie comes up behind me. He pats my shoulder.

"Why don't you boys help me clean up? My wife is still sick and I need to get home to her." I smile and turn to talk to him over the bar. I smiled more as he pushed her hat to me.

"So can we stay to help clean up? Also to meet them? Please?" I plead and clasp my hands together begging them.

Tom looks at the others. They nod their heads and we all watch them walk off the stage as they bow and more people begin to leave.

"We will stay Robbie. Have a good night." I smile and turn to see him bolt pass me and go out the door.

The lights dim off the stage and they flow into the actual pub part and we clean up our own mess first. I drank one beer at least. The other guys did too.

"So does anyone know what they are going to say?" Tom smiles while rubbing his head.

I laugh and shake my head, "No clue."

"Nothing at all." Danny agrees.

"One word maybe but it'll come out wrong." Harry sighs laughing. He laughs a lot when he gets nervous.

I turn my head a little and push in the chairs around us. "What word is that?"

"'Hi.'" Harry takes one more sip of beer before throwing the bottle in the trash.

I laugh at him, he really wasn't wrong at all. I had maybe only a few words to say to her.

I doubt it will turn out the way I plan. I plan this moment to go so smoothly that she will ask me for my number and maybe we could hang out more. Maybe I could even date her. I'd like to. I wanted to tell her that she seems like a sweet girl. That she and the band were great. That her hair said something about her. That her skills as far as I saw were just like a professional. That he voice singing or not was still ringing in my ear. That she deserves a good life. She deserves to be loved. I wanted to give her a ride home just to make sure she was okay. That her and her friends could hang out with us this summer. I wanted to show her the secrets to playing the bass. I wanted to show her how funny I can be and how sweet I am. I want her to fix the heart of mine that has been broken, and I wanted to fix hers.