Here is part two. Enjoy
I walked into the bathroom, changed clothes, and began to brush my hair and apply makeup to my face to hide the bruises, also attempting and failing at hiding the large cut under my eye.
After I had finished getting ready, I called Ryan, and found that he was already on his way to the apartment building.
I stood in the parking lot, and waited for him for about ten minutes before a van pulled up beside me, and the door opened.
I nearly leaped back when an overly-excited Ryan tackled me. "I've missed you dude!"
I felt myself blushing and quickly cleared my throat after letting out a rather girly giggle. "I.. I missed you too.
Welcome home."
As we hugged, I took a glance into the van, where the other four band members sat. One of them gave a wave and a grin. "Come on guys, we don't have all night."
Ryan and I climbed into the van, and I looked around. "Nice van.."
The other guys gave quiet greetings, and I returned them.
"We call this the Shaggin' Wagon." One of the band members gave a crooked grin and flipped his shaggy hair.
"The... Shagging Wagon..?" I tilted my head, and he gave a laugh.
"Shaggin' Wagon. Shaggin'." He repeated the word several times and I nodded slowly.
"We usually don't take this, but there wasn't room enough for all of us in my car. So we had to improvise with Chad's van." Ryan explained.
"You're rude, Ryan. Not even introducing us to him." The shaggy-haired blonde gave a grin.
Ryan laughed. "Guys, Will. Will, this is Chad, Jack and Alex, our guitarists, and Chris, our drummer."
He motioned to the guys one by one. First, there was Chad, the muscular, thick, shaggy-haired bassist who wore a crooked grin. His brown eyes shone with ambition and humor, and I could already tell he was the comedian of the group.
Sitting beside him, there was Jack. Jack had a quiet, gentle aura about him, and reminded me of a younger me, with bright blue eyes like me, and short, straight, black hair.
He wore a striped V-neck shirt and skinny jeans, and his nails were painted black. In the front passengers' seat sat Alex. He gave a glance back at us when he heard his name. I couldn't tell much about him, other than his physical appearance. He was tall, and lanky, with relaxed green eyes that seemed to stare straight through me. His hair hung down past his shoulders, long and black.
Lastly, driving, was the drummer. Chris muttered a quiet greeting when Ryan introduced him, and I decided that he was probably the most serious of the group.
He held authority surpassing even Sonny's intimidation, although I could tell just by looking at him, he was likely more responsible than Sonny would ever be.
"So, these are the guys." Ryan turned back to me and gave a smile.
"Nice meeting all of you." I smiled shyly.
"We've heard a lot about you." Chad gave a smirk, and I felt myself blushing again. I stared down at my hands, and Chad gave a laugh. "Don't worry, it's only been good stuff. You seem pretty chill."
I looked up at him and gave another shy grin. "I'd hope it's only good things."
Ryan laughed and rolled his eyes. "Of course."
The van pulled into a parking lot, and we all leaped out. I gave Ryan a smile, and I saw my own expression reflected on his face. As we walked to the alley, he and I hung back while the other guys walked ahead, talking.
"So, how'd you convince Sonny to let you come with us?"
He asked, his hands shoved into his pockets.
"Oh... he's uh.. he's out." I kicked a pebble across the ground and Ryan shot me an inquisitive look.
"Do you mind me asking where?" he asked.
"The bar." I replied simply.
He said nothing more as we walked inside and purchased our shoes. As we walked to our particular spot in the alley, however, he hugged me. "Come on, smile.
We're gonna have a good time tonight." Our eyes met, and my stomach flipped.
He's so sweet. I gave a grin, and then shock fluttered in my chest.
Do I like Ryan?
I gave a small shake of my head. No. No, you don't. Don't think that way. You're engaged to Sonny... The name brought on a bout of sadness, and I quickly shook it away, as well as thoughts of Ryan.
Noticing he was already a few feet away, and staring back at me, I jogged to catch up.
What am I thinking?
Next Update: Dec/28.Thanks for reading
