𝗲𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻. 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN !
( i just have a feeling )
"LETS GO GUYS," nick shouted from the living room.
"we're going somewhere" chris walked down the stairs and into the same room and his brother.
"yes, kennedy invited us over."
the second matt heard those words he was already out of his bedroom and opening the fridge.
both nick and chris glanced at each other, then to matt, and then back to each other.
matt grabbed a cold can of rootbeer from the refrigerator and set it down on the counter top, popping open the soda tab.
he brought he can up to his mouth, and looked up from his drink, immediately noticing that his brothers were staring at him.
"what?" matt asked in confusion.
nick looked to chris, saying absolutely nothing, so chris took it upon himself to be the first to say something, "uh, nothing." he replied. "you ready to go?"
matt subtly nodded his head as he took another sip of the soda.
before the three brothers headed toward the garage.
"IM FINALLY GETTING TO meet your new bffs?" dylan exclaimed, visibly unable to control her excitement.
"mhm," kennedy smiled in response.
"so, what are we doing?" dylan questioned kennedy.
kennedy thought about it for a second. one part of her really was contemplating talking about her album with them, considering that she didn't want to come off too self-obsessed.
but another part of her was dying to know how they felt about it. she wanted to talk to them about release dates, maybe even let them hear a couple of the songs.
"i'm not sure yet," kennedy responded, "i wanted to show them a little bit of the album."
"what do you mean wanted?" dylan shot her a puzzled expression.
"i mean, i want to show them, but i don't know," she continued, "i just don't want to come off as like, y'know, self obsessed."
"i doubt they would think that. i mean, hasn't nicolas been listening to your music for ages now?"
"yeah.. so?" kennedy mumbled.
"so... i have a feeling he'd been beyond happy to listen to the album."
kennedy hesitated in response. "i don't know, it's like, a heartbreak album, i don't think matt or chris would want to listen too it."
dylan came to a realization, "now i get it."
"get what?"
"you want to show it to nick, but you don't want to show it to matt."
"dyl, enough with that."
"don't lie," dylan retorted. "he's literally your exact type."
"oh yeah? what's my type?"
"dark brown hair, same taste in music, taller than you, good style, especially since he's a got that little bit of umph to him." dylan exaggerated the 'umph.'
"umph?"
"grungey emo type shit."
"i hate you." kennedy scoffed.
"you think he's cute."
"i'm choosing to not respond to that statement."
"kennedy." dylan whined, "mark my words something is gonna go done between you two." in which kennedy rolled her eyes in response at her bestfriend.
"i'm telling you kenny, i just know it." dylan explained. "i just have a feeling."
"well, you can keep feeling that feeling."
avas note
DYLAN POV!!!
so from now on, whenever you see a yellow line at the beginning of a irl section, it's dylan's pov!
also thankyou for 5k reads on stars align <3
much love,
ava <3
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