Chris' POV
"When can I see you again?" I asked Stone as he stopped the car in front of my house.
"Hmm... I can give you my phone number if you--"
I quietly cut in. "I don't have a phone."
"O-oh, then uh... hmm..." he scratched his head. "Are you busy this Friday?"
"I'm rehearsing with my band in the afternoon, but I'm free after that."
"You're in a band?" Stone's eyes lit up. "Dude, that's cool! Anyways... want me to pick you up afterwards?"
I thought that was a great idea. That way I wouldn't have to wait around for Eddie to finish getting high with Mike and the rest of the guys after rehearsal. That also meant I didn't have to get second-hand high off the fucking air in the process. I could just leave right after.
"That would be great, actually. The bassist Jeff lives a couple blocks down from here."
"Perfect. What time should I swing by?"
"I should be done some time after 3."
"Alright then," he smirked. "It's a date."
I chuckled at his use of the last word. "Sure is. See you then."
I climbed out of his car, and we said our goodbyes before he drove off.
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FanfictionWhen their hands touched, they both drew back and chuckled. What was that about? Was there something going on between Eddie and Mike?
