Aidans POV

I woke up to someone poking me. I tried ignoring them but the wouldn’t take the hint. I heard a whisper that sounded like Jimmy,
“Do you think she’s dead?” I heard Zacky reply with,
“No, You said she drank a lot but I don’t think she died from last night…I know what’ll wake her up.” I heard some shuffling for a moment before it was all quiet. I started to doze off when my door opened up with Zacky and Jimmy running in. They dumped a bucket of water and a bucket of ice on to me, causing me to scream bloody murder.
“AHHHH! I’m gunna kill you both!” they took the hint and started running, I ran after them and as soon as I got to the hard wood floor by the stairs I slipped and fell on my ass. Allowing Jimmy and Zacky to run for the hills. I sat there for a moment until Matt walked by holding one of my notebooks that Benji had given me the other day.
“Mathew….where the hell did you get that!?” I said carefully getting up.

“Jimmy handed them to me, you wrote all of these Aidan?” I followed him,
“Them. All of these. How many did he give you, how many have you read?” He closed the notebook he was reading and set it next to the rest of them on the coffee table.
“So far I’ve only read that one.”
“Has anyone else read them?”
“Other then me and Jimmy, No.”
“Good.”

I sat down on the couch and looked at all my old notebooks. These notebooks contained all my thoughts and feelings from when I was a teenager. I wrote songs for a band that never stood a chance of becoming famous. These songs were all I had of value from when I live in Maryland. They are the living proof of my past, which was why I gave them to Benji when things started to go bad for me here. I couldn’t bare the thought of one of them getting lost or ruined. I was snapped out of my thoughts by Matt,

“You didn’t answer me. Did you write all of these?” I nodded not taking my eye of the stack of notebooks.
“They’re really really good.” he smiled at me before he walked into the kitchen. I sighed as I brought the stack of books into my lap and just sat there starring at them. My thoughts were broken by a voice in my ear,

“I have a present for you!” I turned my face to see Jimmy smiling like an idiot. My eyes traveled from him to a pair of chocolaty brown ones belonging to none other then Benji. I smiled looking at him then to my notebooks. Benji spoke as he sat down next to me,

“I hope you don’t mind holding on to them now.” I shook my head no, Jimmy was the next to speak,
“And I hope you don’t mind I let Matt read them…they are just soo good!” I smiled and said a soft thank you. “Aidan you ok?” Jimmy asked as he and Benji watched me,
“Yeah I’m good, just thinking about these books and how….and how I wanted to make my own music.” They both made an ‘O’ face before Jimmy handed my books off to Benji and dragged us both to the studio located in the basement.

“Um Jimmy, what are we doing down here?” He turned and looked at me,
“We’re gunna make music!” he winked at me. I didn’t know what Jimmy was up too but he had a look in his eye of amusement and determination. He told Benji and I to sit tight, and that he would be back momentarily. Jimmy had come back with Matt, Zacky, and Johnny. Which honestly intimidated me greatly, because we were going to be talking about my songs.

We were down in the studio for what felt like forever, we came up with the instruments for a few songs, and we even finished a few of my unfinished songs. We paused when Matt’s phone started ringing.
“I almost forgot how much I loved your songs.” Benji said, I smiled softy, and then Zacky spoke
“Your songs are amazing, maybe if we can help you with more, you can open up for us on our next tour!” I smiled at him, I was about to say something when Matt said,
“Val and the girls will be home soon with pizza. Break time.” the guys all chorused their excitement as they put stuff away.

We all gathered into the living room to wait for them to get back, all the thinking and stuff we were doing made us really hungry. We noticed Brian and Michelle were in the living room watched something stupid. Brian looked bored to tears, while Michelle was watching intently. After we all settled down, Michelle snottily spoke up,

“It’s about time you guys are down making that shitty music down stairs, I am trying to watch my show.” the guys rolled their eyes, I just got up and walked into the kitchen. If she would have said another thing about my songs id fuck her up. After about a minute Brian came into the kitchen and sat next to me.
“So that’s what was in all those notebooks?” I simply nodded, if he was being civil so could I. “from what I could hear, they’re really good.”

I muttered, “Thanks.” we sat in silence for a moment, I moved to get up and leave,
“Aidan wait!” I turned and looked Brian in the eye,
“What Brian?”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say those things. I don’t know what came over me!” he paused, sighing, he ran a hand through his hair, and then looked at me again. “I’m just….I’m sorry. Ok?” I moved closer to him and whispered in his ear,
“Okay…” I moved to kiss his cheek. I moved to look him in the eye, his eyes were so mesmerizing. He was making me weak at the knees. I bit on my lower lip as I moved a little closer, he stood up and pulled me into him. His lips crashed on against mine, I fought the urge to moan, afraid some one would hear. I tangled my hands in his hair, as one of his hands was holding me closer by the back of my neck and the other was on my hip, his thumb rubbing small circles on my skin. Sending shivers all over my body. As we pulled apart I whispered,
“Mmm Brian…” I bit on my lower lip. As I looked from his lips to his eyes. They were darker then usual, they were pooling with lust and passion. I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips before I moved away from him.