Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Dylan and I were dating for a year now, and he loved his band, Slow Kids At Play.
"Y/N, do you want to come to band practice today with me?" Dylan asked.
"Awwwww, that's so sweet. I would love to come," I replied.
We got in his car and drove over to his friend's house where the practice was being held.
When we got out of the car, he held my hand and we walked to the front door. He rang the bell and someone answered the door.
"Dylan!" The man said.
"Hey! Good to see you again," Dylan said.
"This must be Y/N, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, too," I replied shaking his hand.
We walked into the house and into the garage.
"You can sit here, Y/N," Dylan said and pointed to an empty couch.
"Okay," I said and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear and sat down on the couch he pointed to.
Once practice started, Dylan sat behind the drum set and started to twirl his drumsticks and a smile spread across his face, causing me to giggle a little. He was an amazing drummer and I was astounded by his talent.
After an hour, practice was over and Dylan walked over to me.
"Wow Dyl, you're amazing!" I said and gave him a huge hug.
"Thanks sweetie. I'm glad you came."
"I'm glad I came too," I placed a kiss on his cheek and we walked out of the house holding hands and we got into his car and we drove away.
