HI-LOW IT IS ME, WRITER, I HOPE YOU ENJOY THE FIC ... IG THAT'S IT, FOR NOW, BI BI ENJOY PT 2

Reggies POV

Alone. Reggie thought to himself while carefully pacing back and forth, almost perfectly and ironically mimicking the so-called model strut Alex was iconic for. There were definite 5 minutes before practice started and I need to get Alex well... alone. If I could talk to him maybe he'd accidentally spill how I could help him and I could further avoid armageddon. I didn't even need 5 minutes really, just needed to speak to him, pronto.

Just as Reggie said this to himself he was snapped out of his thoughts due to a startling hit to the head

" ooooooow ugh, dude what was that for?!?!?"

" you were model strutting, why were you model strutting ?" 

Quick Reggie think of something, anything, divert him!!!!

" snakes"

NOT THAT?!?!

" snakes?"

" They uh they don't have arms.."

" Oh god not this again, reg they don't need arms"

Reggie knew that this was just a distraction so luke wouldn't be able to pull the classic " tell me" stare, but hell if he wasn't into the conversation especially regarding Lukes current comment

" Everyone needs arms luke"

" birds don't they have wings"

" wings are just feathered arms and you know that"

" ok and what about animals who walk on four legs they don't have arms"

" yes they do they just walk on them"

" ya know what I'm not going to have this conversation with you again, last time we did we ended up at a police precinct."

just as Reggie was about to plan a remark he realized why he was even having this conversation

" Fine I guess, but this isn't over"

Luke gave Reggie a sharp look before storming off leaving Julie confusingly comforting him in the next room and Alex leaving disgusted by the excessive hetero PDA

YES THIS IS MY CHANCE TO SAY SOMETHING

" hey"

" hi... reg"

why is this so awkward speak Reginald speak

"so peer like you would go um you wanna talk, together?

"I'm assuming you want to talk to me by the peer?"

Reggie just nodded his head in shame, the kind of shame in which if you look at his face it would be as if he just tripped on live television, the expression of a facepalm but without any of the action or to put it simply pure and true agony.

He could see it in Alex's eyes that he wanted to say no and just walk away as if he already knew his plan, it looked so painful especially with the calm and now obviously fake smile he was putting on 

" I don't know Reg I'm kind bus-"

" Hey Alex, luke and I were wondering if you wanted to bring Willie and tag along with us for a double date"

the pain behind Alex's eyes turned into disgust and fear as he quickly turned in Reggies direction

" so the uh peer right, what time?"

" oh uh like an hour or so after practice ends"

" ooooh sorry guys i can't I'm heading to the peer with Reggie after practice"

"you're going an hour after practice"

" whaaaat nooo"

" We literally just heard you make the arrangement"

"..."

" We should really get to practice huh luke"

" hey no, no, no, no, you never answered our question"

Alex paced off to his drum set, ignoring luke hammering whilst he set up, eventually Luke gave up and went back to Julie to help set up

Plan A is a success now time to actively talk to him, I wonder what he's thinking about he looks like his brains going  a mile a minute

Alex POV

WHYYYYY OH GOOOD WHY, why did the only two options have to be talking to Reggie most likely about last night or being around...

Alex looked over to Luke and Julie flirting while they set up the mics 

...that

I guess I should thank him though he did save me from having to either explain why willie isn't here or hell find willie, I'm almost certain that's the worst option

Finally, when everything was done being set up  Alex counted them down and they started playing and admittedly Alex had no effing clue what they were playing in the first place clueless, he looked over to Reggie and, the same look, neither of them knew what in the actual hell this song was. At the end? Middle? I don't really know at this point but as we stopped playing Julie walked up to me... and. touched. my. drums.

" Alex that was the wrong beat, it needs to be more repetitive"

said Julie rubbing her hand on my cymbals. MY CYMBALS.

I gave a look towards luke, it was both a plead to get her off and demand of getting your mother fucking girl NOW

" Alex, Julie is right it did need to be more repetitive"

then he got up and proceeded to TOUCH MY DRUMS AS WELL

This was mine, the one thing i had control and peace of mind over. it was all I had to keep me in a good state of mind and they were disrespecting it... He was disrespecting it, did he not respect me did he not care anymore, with all he's done for me I should be able to take this one thing but, it was him and it was them. them. they were disrespecting me I had no control...Like Christmas or like.. like the nightclub when Caleb controlled me... it had always been me when i was drumming, I had it, I was in control of the situation at hand, the beat the melody, everything! there I didn't have it.. he did. I hated that, I hate this, I hate this feeling, god just make it- 

" STOP!"

Julie and Luke both proceeded to move away from the drums, and if Alex was being honest he was on the verge of tears so he left. Quickly poofing out of the room, Julie and Luke looked at each other both confused and stunned.

Reggies POV

Alex was never the confrontational type. If someone bumped into him? nod and move on. If some called him a slur or made fun of him for wearing pink? mentally flip them off and move on, hell even if we touched his drums whether by accident or on purpose, he'd give us all the same look and he'd move on. But this, this wasn't like him, I remember bobby before he was stupid song stealing Trevor of course, once said people get angry, animals go mad, and I'm pretty sure Alex is waay past angry right now

and for some weird reason in this crazy moment where I wasn't even in the conversation, where I would most definitely NOT be arguing with Luke about this I was mad 

so fuck it ig

" what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

Lukes POV

I don't think I've seen Reggie or Alex this mad.. well ever. what did we even do wrong I mean Julie told him what he did wrong, touched the cymbals, he looked at me, I backed her up, I'm beginning to see the problem here, and yeah there it is we touched his drums...

welp I'm screwed to the maximum

" Woah, calm down reg why are you guys so mad today"

"hehe, hey Jules Mabey we should just leave..."

" but wait i don't understand what happened to Alex did i do something?"

" YES!!! Luke tell her!"

" Luke?"

" no, I mean well yeah but it was my fault you didn't know what that you were doing was a colossal bad thing to do" 

" Listen let's just cool down take a five and then come back"

Reggies POV

THAT WAS THE SCARIEST THING I'VE EVER DONE OMFG... OOOOH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, THAT WAS HORRIBLE..... THAT WAS FUCKING AWESOME, I-, I said how i felt, and I was mad and I said something, I spoke and it was awesome and the worst thing I've ever done and omg Lukes gonna kill me...and I-, I yelled at Julie... I YELLED AT JULIE MOLINA...! I yelled at Julie Molina... POOR JULIE IT WASNT EVEN HER FAULT THOOOOOOUGH. AND ALEX!!!... Alex... shit he's probably reeling right now I need to find Alex.

Rushing and scared for his friend Reggie poofed out of the garage

Julies POV

" So, he  hates people touching his drums?"

" yes"

" and i touched... what were their names again"

" Sylvia and Simon but both spelled with a c"

" ya know what.. 'll uh, 'll ask later why he decided to names his cymbals but for now... luke"

" Julie love of my life, my bright, bright, very talented, and UNDERSTANDING star of a girlfriend how are you?"

" Luke..."

" yes..."

" WHY WOULDN'T YOU TELL ME OR STOP ME BEFORE TOUCHING HIS DRUMS!?!?"

" Oki, oki, oki, so technically this is your fault cause you did touch them, and you did say like a day ago that " touching someone's instrument either while they are or are not on it without permission should be a capital punishment in the music world alongside holding a guitar by its strings" sooo... I feel as if not all blame should be shifted on my behalf"

"......THAT'S... ..that's.... that's fair, oh god i should've known, he probably thinks i don't respect him, I RESPECT HIM!!!, I DO, I respect all of you...I always I have, I -, ughh why did i do that, oh god this is horrible..."

" hey if it makes you feel better I knew him since we were 6 hell, we used to date, and not only did I dismiss him discreetly trying to tell me to get you to stop but I also touched his drums..."

" what"

"I feel like I've made a grave mistake"

" YOU WHAT?!??!"

" uhh"

" what do you mean he discreetly told you?!?!"

" weeeeeeell, he uh always gives us this looks whenever we either accidentally or just did in general touch his drums, like a mix of pleading and demanding and um that was the, uh, that was the look, that was the look alright..."

"and what did you do in response again just ya know for the people in the back..?"

"..."

"I touched his drums"

"..."

" you... DUMBASS, WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT WAS A GOOD IDEA!?!?!?!?!?!"

" I WAS SUPPORTING YOU, I THOUGHT WE WERE LIKE TAKING A STAND OR SOMETHING!!!"

" WHY WOULD I DO THAT?!?!"

" I DON'T KNOW IT WAS A IMPULSE DECISION"

" WHAT EXACTLY WOULD BE EVEN BE TAKING A STAND TO, ALEX MESSING UP?!?!?!?"

" I DON'T KNOOW??!?!!"

" WHY ARE WE YELLING....?"

"THAT'S...that's.., that's an um a good question..."

" What should we do now...?"

" apologize?"

" well yeah, obviously, but how...?"

" so I think its safe to assume there's like 50/50 responsibility here so how about we split the people were apologizing too"

" first off its more 30/70, and second of all-"

" wait what how come it's 30/70?"

"you knew him since you were young and you knew what the look thingy meant so like an added ten percent then another added ten percent for not telling me I was in a band. with. your. ex."

"oooo hahaha, I uh kinda thought id be able to get away with that portion of it..."

" The only reason it's not 20 percent is cause Reggie already told me but still"

" that snitch.."

"it's not too late to make it 20 ya know"

" Right, right sorry.."

" *sigh* ill go talk to Reggie, ask him what was up earlier, get some insight while you go to Alex"

" what why me?!?!"

" because 30/70, you get the hard one byyyyyyyye, love ya"

As I walked away I could hear Luke mumbling to himself, probably just some smart remark on how he should've kept his mouth shut. i quietly chuckle to myself and head into the garage. Ok, let's talk to Reggie...

 where the hell is Reggie?