Just My Type (H.S.)

Chapter 4

One direction? Fucking One Direction?! Is this guy serious? Like of course I know who One Direction is like who doesn't? If I'm being honest their music is good I've listened to them a few times but I'm not a raging obsessed fan, but like this dude wants me to play in there band what the actual fuck?, I'm quite literally speechless never in a million years even in another dimension did I think some guy would be asking me to come play drums for one of the worlds most biggest upcoming boybands, hell I didn't even think us as a band would get too far, I'm not meaning that in a bad way as i love playing for the Devils Angels but the music industry is a tough place it's hard try make your way through it, but this guy is offering me a huge opportunity and the only thing that comes straight to mind is that I would be leaving my best friends behind. 

I stare at him with wide eyes "Are you serious?" Is the only question I can seem to sputter out 

He laughs at my reaction "yes of course your an incredible musician and we'd be very lucky to have on our team" 

"Could I um could I have a couple of days to think about it?" I ask nervously 

"Yeah sure but I'm gonna need an answer by Tuesday otherwise we'll have to start looking for someone else"

"Great thank you" I breathe out I'm honestly in shock my hands won't stop shaking this is not what I was expecting to happen tonight at all 

"Look here's my number" he grabs a pen and some paper and scribbles down his number and hands me the paper "please seriously consider my offer we'd all love for you to come play with us your incredible at what you do and you'd be a wonderful asset to the team" 

" I will thank you so much for the offer I really do appreciate it I just really need some time to think this over" I say with all the courage I could muster up

"No problem at all, it was lovely to have the opportunity to speak to you but unfortunately I have to leave but again just think about it" he says as he starts to gather his things 

"Of course thank you again" 

"I hope to be hearing from you soon" he gives me a small wave I return the gesture as he turns and walks away

For a moment I just stand there looking st the piece of paper in my hand i keeping thinking maybe if I pinch myself then I'll wake up it would've all been a dream but then I just think I'm being stupid, I soon collect myself together and walk over to my group of friends that are standing by the bar Alex's head turns to look at me as he continues to talk to Joe I soon reach them 

"Soooo? What did he want?" He asks curiously 

"Um I'll tell you tomorrow but right now I really need a drink like right now" I say as I try and find a bartender so I get give them my order 

"Was it bad? What the guy said? Cause your acting like you just found out your whole life's a lie and that your secretly apart of the witness protection program" he gasps suddenly which makes me turn my head to look at him " Oh my god you'd be like Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen like in that movie they did when they were in the witness protection program! Your life's so cool oh my-"

I cut him off with his rambling "Alex I'm not apart of the witness protection program alright just don't wanna talk about it right now I promise I'll tell you tomorrow but right now I just wanna get shit faced is that okay with you?"

He looks at me and shrugs "yeah yeah right come on then let's get ya plastered until you can barely walk" he says as he turns to the bartender I start looking around for Sammy wondering where she is

"Where's Sammy?" I ask

"She ended up going home, she was really tired and said she just wanted to sleep" Joe tells me