I saw this on Tiktok.

Okay, I think i have it now and i appreciate it.

I’ve just made a bet against my Dad that if this post gets 2 million notes then i can get a Puppy. [like the one underneath]

I didn’t realise how much 2 million was and i couldn’t take that number down now. It should look like 2,000,000 in the notes bar.

He’s convinced that this will never reach that number, and very confident about it so Let’s prove him wrong!! He thinks this will get about 25 notes beofre it’s left in the dust.

You don’t have to do it for me. But for the point and to prove him wrong. He has to pay and everything so let’s make him suffer with it!!

I’m counting on you!!!

Okay, I think i have it now and i appreciate it.

I’ve just made a bet against my Dad that if this post gets 2 million notes then i can get a Puppy. [like the one underneath]

I didn’t realise how much 2 million was and i couldn’t take that number down now. It should look like 2,000,000 in the notes bar.

He’s convinced that this will never reach that number, and very confident about it so Let’s prove him wrong!! He thinks this will get about 25 notes beofre it’s left in the dust.

You don’t have to do it for me. But for the point and to prove him wrong. He has to pay and everything so let’s make him suffer with it!!

I’m counting on you!!!

chapter five: friendly ghost

summary; the band learns that they can play music again as y/n tries to get closer with julie.

word count: 2.2k

part one | part two | part three | part four

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los angeles, 2020

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y/n grips onto luke’s hand as the four of them go through the front door, alex leading the way. the group hear voices from the dining room, spotting julie, alerting her and making her let out a yelp. they all stop dead in their tracks, making their shoes squeak.

“that’s me.” julie chuckles awkwardly. “ripping off the band-aid.”

her family laugh along to her antics, believing every word she said.

“there’s my brave girl.” a woman leant down as squeezed julie’s cheeks.

luke led y/n over to the table as he turned to julie. “hey, julie, i really like what you guys did with the place.” a warm, slightly cocky, smile on his face.

“you shouldn’t be here.” julie stubbornly responds making the blonde lady next to her gasp.

“oh, i’m just here to help, mija.” she rubbed julie’s back, ignoring her unkind words, thinking they were meant for her, and not some random dead boy in her house.

“oh… i think that’s our cue to leave.” alex whispers to the group.

“i mean, you should be at pilates.” julie gives a quick glare to luke and turns to the lady, bringing her in for a hug. “thanks for bringing us food.”

“we should’ve called first.” reggie slowly backs up, before him and alex leave out the door.

“sorry, julie! see ya later!” y/n calls before getting dragged out by luke.

“she’s definitely… something.” luke scoffs as alex and reggie poof back, leaving luke and y/n alone.

“i like her, i think we’ll get along just fine.” y/n smirks. “so, about my memory? got any bright ideas?”

luke looked to y/n quickly before continuing to look at the grass, “none, sorry. i just- i can’t seem to think of why you can’t remember anything. i feel so useless not being able to help you.”

“hey,” y/n stopped walking and held onto luke’s shoulder, stopping him. “you’re not useless, we’re both confused, and not to mention dead, it’s hard to do anything at the moment, i can’t even hold onto a door knob, let alone find out why i’ve forgotten pretty much a year of my life.”

“i just wish i was able to help you.” luke lets out a deep, frustrated sigh.

“you’re helping me by just being here.” y/n places both of her hands on his broad shoulders.

“hey, can i ask you some-” luke begins, but is cut off by the sound of reggie and alex yelling in excitement.

“wait- guys! look at this!”

y/n gives luke a small smile before walking into the garage, “oh my god… our instruments!”

y/n runs up to her microphone which had her initials engraved into it, “oooh, my baby! how i’ve missed you.” luke chuckles at her, but also does the same thing with his guitar.

everything was already set up and ready and y/n didn’t think twice before giving it her all. it felt just like old times. the four of them felt the nostalgic feeling run through their veins. and it felt great.

“guys! guys! guys!” julie angrily stomped in. “enough! stop! cut it out!”

y/n’s body swayed towards julie, trying to cheer up the obviously annoyed girl. y/n rolled her eyes and stopped singing. reggie, alex and (eventually) luke stopped too.

“the whole neighbourhood could hear you.” she crossed her arms. “i thought i told you to leave.”

“wait.” luke said. “people can hear us play?”

“yes! and so did my dad and my brother!” julie whispers.

“this changes everything.” y/n excitedly says.

“w-w-wait. wait.” luke said, taking off his guitar.

“so, only you can see us, but everyone can hear us?” alex chuckles, waving his drumsticks around. “i mean, what kind of ghosts are we?”

“who cares, man?” luke spins around so he’s facing y/n, an excited grin on his face. “people can hear us play!” luke high-fives the two boys and kisses y/n’s right cheek.

“we might be dead, but our music isn’t.” reggie fist bumps alex, his usual smile on his face.

“straight facts.” y/n chucks her mic into the air and swiftly catches it. “always knew we would go places, in life and death.”

the studio door opens, and julie’s dad pops his head in before making eye contact with his daughter. he steps into the room, a slightly concerned look on his face.

“dad!” julie exclaims, pretending she wasn’t trying to tell a band of ghosts to leave her alone.

“hey.” he slowly approaches her as the four ghosts stand there and watch the interaction. “just making sure you’re okay.”

“yeah, i’m fine. i just had to turn off the cd player.” julie lies.

“wait.” her dad turns to look at the instruments set up next to him. “is this the junk that was in the loft?”

“junk?” luke and y/n say, staring at julie’s dad in shock. “um, julie, knock some sense into your old man for me, i would do it myself, but i’m… ya know.” y/n makes a gesture of pretending to cut her own head off.

her dad pats alex’s drums making the blonde boy gasp. “some of this stuff’s in pretty good shape.” he continues to mess around with the drumkit.

“well, if you keep doing that, it won’t be for much longer.” y/n scoffs at the older man.

“hey, maybe we can make a couple bucks.” he looks up to julie who was just listening to what nonsense y/n was saying.

“what?” alex says in shock, being pushed to his limit. “yo, stop touching my drums. tell him to stop touching my drums.”

“please tell your dad to stop touching alex’s drums, he will have a meltdown. and they can get real bad.” y/n saunters over to julie. “real, real bad.”

“excuse you, l/n. go snog your boyfriend.” he points over to luke.

“don’t bring me into this!” luke yells back.

“i’ll bring whoever i want-” alex points to the brunette.

“i liked that song you had on.”

that shut them up.

“sweet!” luke smiles. “we’re sunset curve!”

“tell your friends.” y/n and reggie say in sync, fist bumping each other. “aye!”

“it’s just an old cd i found.” julie responds.

“well, still, it’s nice that you’re listening to music again.” he explains. “out here you can play whatever you want, whenever you want.” throwing his hands up, hitting luke and reggie in the chest.

“oh!” reggie chuckles. “that’s nice!”

“stay out of this.” julie barks back.

“i-i’m sorry, honey. i didn’t…” he looked genuinely hurt. poor guy.

“uh oh.” y/n chuckles, walking back over to luke.

“oh no, no, no, no. not you. i mean… uh… er.” julie starts to push her dad out the door. “you know, give me a minute.”

“hey. hey. hey. hey.” he stands in front of her and puts his hands on her shoulders. “we’ll figure out this music program thing.”

“thanks, dad.” she smiles, trying to get him to leave before pointing to the door.

he eventually leaves as reggie waves goodbye.

“he likes our song.” luke breaks the silence.

“oh yeah. he doesn’t count. he’s a dad.” alex responds, twiddling his drumsticks.

“why can’t you guys just be normal ghosts?” julie yells, gaining the attention of sunset curve. “hang out in an old mansion. i hear pasadena’s nice.” she groans before walking out.

“i think she’s warming up to us.” alex smiles.

“yeah, i’ve always wanted to go to pasadena.” reggie gazes off into the distance, lost in thought.

“yeah, dude. lets go together.” y/n nudges him as luke quickly joins in.

“am i invited too?” luke chuckles, keeping his jealously contained as best as possible.

“of course! i can’t go anywhere without you, lover boy.” y/n sends a cheeky wink his way. “oh, yeah, and alex can join too.”

“jeez, thanks, y/n/n. where would i be without ya?” alex sarcastically says.

“honestly, probably alive, or you would’ve died a lot sooner.” she shrugs, as everyone murmurs in agreement. “well, i’m going to have a little girl time with julie, she secretly loves me. i’ll be back boys, don’t have too much fun without me.” and with that being said, y/n emits to where julie is, slowly walking up the stone steps. she lets out a squeal as y/n appears in front of her.

“stop that. i’m serious.” she sighs, trying to keep her cool.

“i know, i know, i’m sorry. like, truly.” y/n takes a step closer to her. “i know a dead rock band is the last thing you need right now, but we don’t know why we’re here, or why we only just turned into ghosts, but we didn’t mean to mess up your life, or make your dad worried about you. this just kind of happened. but on the plus side, we just found out the whole reason we lived, the whole reason we died was worth it. we can still make music. our whole life revolved around it, we literally died for our dream, and being back in that studio. it made me- it made us feel more alive than ever. and clearly, you understand that. your mom… understands that.”

“understood.” julie quietly responds. “she used to understand it. she passed away.”

“i am…” y/n realised her mistake and took another step closer to julie. “i am so sorry. i didn’t know, but if it makes you feel better, i know exactly what you’re going through. the guys, they’re my family, and when they suddenly left my life, i never felt more alone. so please, let me be there for you. i can be like you’re walking diary.”

julie let out a small chuckle, and she didn’t know how, but she felt ten times better knowing a friendly ghost was here for her.

“have you seen her anywhere? my mom?” she tucks her hands into her jean pockets. “from wherever you’re from.”

“no.” alex said from besides her, as y/n and julie realised they were there the whole time, listening in. “no, i mean, you’re kind of the first person we’ve seen.”

“yeah, but she’s not dead, so it doesn’t answer her question.” reggie points out.

“yeah.” alex sighs, turns away from the raven-haired boy and faces julie. “i think she knows what we mean. i’m sorry for your loss.”

julie nods along, “thanks. sorry i got mad. you guys are kinda good.”

“kinda?” luke says in shock. “y-y-you know that’s like twenty five years of rust just getting dusted off.”

“pretty sure we’re the best band you’ve ever seen, jules.” y/n leans against the rocks, as luke does the same.

“yeah.” reggie agrees. “do you play the piano too?”

“no. no, i don’t play. that was my mom’s stuff in there.” julie quickly says.

“i could definitely teach you the piano, i’m pretty good.” y/n suggests, as julie nods her head slightly.

“she is pretty damn amazing by the way, i can back her up on that.” luke snaps his fingers and points at the girl next to him.

julie smiles at the two friends, wishing she still had someone to talk about music too.

“she’s also an amazing songwriter.” luke places his hand on her upper thigh. “just like your mom.”

“she was.” julie nods along before stopping and turning to him. “wait. how would you know?”

luke looks to y/n for help as she begins to explain. “there’s a song on the piano. if it’s hers…”

“your mom was really talented.” luke finishes the sentence.

julie starts to walk away, but slowly comes to a stop. “i guess… if you need a place to stay, you can stay in there. there’s a bathroom in the back and a couch that turns into a bed if you still use any of that stuff.”

“dibs on the shower!” reggie calls.

“dibs on the sofa bed!” y/n calls back.

“i just really like showers and sometimes the occasional bath.” reggie says as everyone turns to look at y/n.

“oh, come on. i don’t need to explain myself. i just love to sleep.” y/n shrugs as luke looks at her, really looks at her.

“this…” julie shakes her head and slowly backs away. “this is just too weird. yeah.” she unlocks the wooden gate and begins to leave.

“goodnight, julie! get a good rest and get something to drink, see you in the morning!” y/n quickly says, waving her off.

“bye, casper the friendly ghost.” she says back, shutting the gate behind her.

alex and reggie run off to fight over the shower as y/n and luke stay in their places.

“what you did for julie,” luke speaks up first. “that was really cool of you.”

y/n smiles and looks down. “it’s the decent thing to do.”

“you’ll be a great mother some day, if that’s even possible to have kids as a ghost…” luke has a confused look on his face, and frankly it’s adorable.

“are you asking me to have your ghost babies?” y/n raises an eyebrow.

“yes- i mean, no!” luke shakes his head. “ummm…”

“chill, i’m just teasing ya. take it easy, baby boy.”

y/n jogs off, leaving luke alone in his thoughts.

“if only you knew the affect you have on me.”

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chapter four: memory

summary; after y/n gets killed, she finds herself in someplace familiar, with familiar people, but something’s off, she doesn’t remember how she died.

word count: 2.7k

part one | part two | part three | part five

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place unknown, time unknown

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a faint throbbing feeling lurked in the back of her head as her eyes opened, yet she didn’t see anything. she was in a dark room in complete silence, she couldn’t even hear herself think. y/n slowly stands up, nearly falling back down in the process.

suddenly, it started.

y/n let out a silent gasp. now or never was quietly playing in the distance, as her body subconsciously moved towards the sound. soon, screams followed. y/n moved faster and soon she was running before she fell. down. down. down.

“whoa!”

“whoa! how did we get back here?”

y/n’s body eventually stopped falling as she landed on her side on the cold, hard floor.

a high pitch scream sounded from her left, followed by three slightly lower pitched ones, eventually the first voice trailed off and was no longer in ear shot.

“boys, what’s going on?” y/n recognised that voice from anywhere.

“luke.” she muttered as she tried her best to roll over so she was on her back.

“wh- y/n…” the voice said again. “no way.”

y/n opened her eyes and wobbled as she tried to get back on her feet and then she was met face to face with him.

luke patterson.

he looked exactly the same as the day he died. wait- he’s dead? how can she see him?

“y/n, oh my god. it’s you.” luke practically threw his body into her embrace, cradling her body in his strong arms. y/n wasted no time and quickly hugged back.  "luke?“ y/n muttered, enjoying the nostalgic feeling of his body close to hers. "you’re meant to be dead? why aren’t you dead?”

luke looked back at alex and then at reggie. “wait- reggie? alex? what’s going on?!”

“y/n,” luke reluctantly pulled his body away from y/n’s. “we are dead. the question is, why are you here?”

“i-” y/n thought long and hard. “i don’t know.”

“that makes the two of us.” luke chuckles as he slowly intertwined their fingers. “i’ve really missed you.”

“you’re actually here, right? i’m not going crazy, please tell i’m not crazy.” y/n begged.

luke raised his hands from her grip and placed both of them on her face and looked her dead in the eye. “you’re not crazy.”

y/n smiled as tears welled up in her eyes, luke wiping them before they could drop.

“and, oh my god, alex, reggie…” y/n ran over to her boys. she pulled reggie into a bone crushing hug, as he hugged back with just as much force.

“move over, reginald, it’s my time to hug our girl!” alex’s tall frame picked up y/n and spun her around, making her let out a light laugh. “i’ve missed you!”

“and i’ve missed you!” she smiled, as she pulled the other two boys into a group hug, as footsteps approached, making the four of them look up. y/n gripped onto luke’s hand as the band moved from the garage to outside.

“holy crap! how did we do that?!” reggie looks around in shock.

“we’re ghosts, genius.” alex sighs. “remember, hot dog.”

“god, don’t remind me of that.” y/n froze up at the though of that day, which happened exactly a year ago. well, she thought it was a year ago, but frankly she wasn’t sure.

“are you still here…” a feminine voice called from inside the garage. they could hear her let out a shaky breath. “whatever you are?”

“who’s she?” y/n looked to the boys for answers, but they knew even less than she did. “great…”

“i know i saw something.” the band emitted back to the garage, just behind the girl. “i’m not crazy.”

“well, we’re all a little crazy.” luke shrugged as the girl turned around in shock.

“luke, jes-” y/n began but was swiftly cut off by the girl holding up a cross and screaming, very, very loudly once again.

“oh my god!” the group winced. “please stop screaming!”

everything was happening so fast and no one could process anything that was happening, especially y/n. she didn’t even know if she was alive or not.

eventually, the girl closed her mouth and stood still like a statue. “who are you, and what are you doing in my mom’s studio?”

“your mom’s studio?” luke laughed as y/n looked around. it was definitely the same studio, but it looked drastically different.

luke walked towards the girl, but she just moved the cross closer to him, making luke take a step back. “this is our studio. trust me, my…” luke slid across the piano, trying his best to avoid the girl and her wooden cross, making y/n stifle a laugh. “the grand piano is new, and… and… and…” then luke laid his eyes on his sofa before giggling in pure wonder. “my couch!” he flopped onto it and sighed happily before looking up at a guitar which sat by his head. “that is definitely not my six-string.” he looked up at the ceiling which had chairs strung like fairy lights. it was weird, but it definitely gave the place character. luke stood back up and cautiously walked past the girl. “can you give me just one second? just… give me a second. thank you.”

luke walked over to y/n, reggie and alex who just stood there, processing the interaction they just witnessed. “guys, what is going on? how did she get her stuff in here so fast?”

“maybe… maybe she’s a witch. there’s chairs floating on the ceiling.” reggie suggested.

“okay, there is no such thing as witches.” alex explained as reggie raised his eyebrow.

“you sure? i used to think there was no such things as ghosts.” reggie took a step closer to the group.

“that’s fair.” alex nodded his head.

“okay, so we’re going with witch?” luke questioned, facing his bandmates.

“no!” alex hit luke’s arm. “we are not going with witch. she’s not a witch.”

“i agree with alex,” y/n spoke up. “i think she’s an ordinary girl who just happens to see ghosts. well- okay, maybe not ordinary.”

“okay, look. she’s just scared.” y/n looked back at the girl who was standing there, and alex was right, she looked terrified. y/n flashed her a charming smile, hoping to calm her nerves, and for a second, it looked like it worked. “okay. let someone with a softer touch handle this.”

“like y/n?” luke asked, looking at the girl.

“no, like-” alex shook his head as reggie started speaking.

“i agree, y/n’s great in situations like these!” reggie smiled.

“aw, nice to know i’m great at talking to terrified girls about how my three best friends are ghosts and that they mean no harm.” y/n took a deep breath and walked past the boys to the girl.

“hey, i know you’re kind of freaked out right now, trust me, i am too. i have absolutely no clue what’s going on, but lets figure it out to together and start over. hi, i’m y/n, and these are my bandmates, luke, alex and reggie.” y/n pointed to each boy individually.

“hi, i’m reggie!” he smiled and waved at her.

“dude, y/n/n, just said that.” luke lightly shoved him.

“oh, right.” y/n turned back around to the girl.

“we’re in a band called sunset curve.” luke took a step closer.

“tell your friends!” y/n missed hearing reggie saying that.

the girl still had her defences up, but y/n could tell that she didn’t mean any harm. she pushed the cross up to y/n’s body, only for it to go through her.

“oh my gosh!” she looked at the cross and then back to y/n. “how did you do that?”

“i’m dead.” the realisation dawned on y/n. “oh my god, i’m dead.”

“you’re dead?” luke’s voice cracked slightly. “how?”

“i guess that explains why she can touch us.” alex looked just confused as everyone else.

“last night was supposed to be a really big night for us.” luke spoke, trying to put all the pieces together. “it was gonna change our lives.”

“i’m, uh… pretty sure it did.” alex whispered.

“luke, you guys have been dead for a whole year.” y/n slowly turned to the boys.

“what?!” the three other boys yelled in unison.

“this is freaking me out.” the girl got out something from her pocket, holding the cross back up.

“what is that? what are you doing?” luke pointed to it.

“it’s my phone.” she sighed. “no! stop talking to them. they aren’t real. there’s no such thing as cute ghosts.

"oh, think we’re cute?” y/n smiled and gave her a charming, warm smile.

she looked up at the ghosts and continued typing on her phone, as alex leaned over. “who you calling?”

“i’m googling sunset swerve.” she said as if it was the most obvious thing ever.

“sunset curve!” the four corrected.

“whoa.” she looked down at her phone as saw a picture of the four ghosts, and someone else who seemed faintly familiar. “there is a sunset curve. you did die. but not last night. twenty-five years ago?”

“what? no. no, no, no. th-th-that’s impossible.” reggie stuttered out, in full denial. “after we floated out of the ambulance all we did was go to that weird, dark room where alex cried.”

“well…” alex’s voice went extremely high pitched. “i don’t think… i think we were all pretty upset. okay.”

“but that was just for like an hour.” luke was trying to put the pieces together. “we just showed up here.”

“look. i’m just telling you what my phone says.” she held up the phone. “see? you died in 1995. when you were seventeen. except… y/n.”

“does it say how i died?” y/n stood next to the girl and read over her shoulder and felt her face go pale, she didn’t even think that was possible since she was basically just air at this point. “no way.”

y/n slowly backed up and sat on top of the grand piano.

“what does it say?!” luke questioned, moving closer, but y/n couldn’t find herself to say anything.

“it says,” the girl lowered her cross and began to read. “‘y/n l/n was full of potential, but she unfortunately died on the one year anniversary of her bandmate’s death. she had a drug overdose, fell and hit her head, resulting in her being rushed to the hospital by her one remaining band member, but it was too late.’ ”

an uncomfortable silence fell between them all.

“that can’t be right.” luke awkwardly chuckles. “please, someone tell me that’s not right.”

“it’s what it says, i’m sorry, okay?” the girl with glasses put down the cross next to y/n.

y/n felt like an idiot. no, she didn’t die by eating a poisoned hot dog like the boys, but she did something on purpose. she purposely was trying to kill herself. and if she didn’t hit her head, then maybe she would still be alive, they could of saved her in time. y/n tried to accept that’s how she died, but something still felt off, something she didn’t quite understand.

“i still don’t know why i don’t remember.” y/n looked at her shoes, realising she was wearing high heels. she never wore high heels, and then she took a good look at her clothes. it look like she came straight out of a business meeting. “and why am i wearing these? and it’s been twenty five years for you guys, and twenty four for me? it’s 2020?” she had a thousand questions, but no answers.

“so, this is the future?” reggie asked, slightly intrigued.

“wait. so… so, it has been twenty five years.” alex begins to yell in shock. “i have been crying for twenty five years?! how is that possible?!”

“well, you’re a very emotional person.” reggie reassures.

“i am not!” alex tries to look at luke for back-up, but he just shakes his head.

“thought you were afraid to come out here.” a voice says from behind luke, alex and reggie. it’s a small boy, obviously related to the un-named girl. “you talking to your ghost friend? how does he look? is he hideous?”

“he can see you.” alex points to his friend.

“no, he can’t.” the brunette girl looks to reggie, as y/n stays silent, still taking in all the new information she had gained.

“what?” the small boy looks side to side.

“uh…” she tries to act natural. “what do you want?”

“a normal sister, for starters.” he crosses his arms. y/n lets out a slight chuckle, glad that her spirits were lifted, even if it was just for a moment. “stop being weird and come eat.” and with that being said, her little brother turns and walks away.

luke, reggie and alex all give her an amused look. “he couldn’t see you.”

“yeah. i mean, that’s…” alex murmurs. “usually how ghosts work.” reggie makes a sound of agreement.

she walks past the three ghosts as y/n decided to join her other band members. the girl in the yellow sweater turns back around and sighs. “look, i’m very sorry for what happened to you guys, but this isn’t your studio anymore. you have to leave.”

the girl begins to walk away but luke tries to stop her. “but wait. we… we didn’t get your name.”

“it’s julie.” she turns back around and storms off.

they’re silent for a few seconds before reggie speaks up. “julie seems nice.”

alex sighs in defeat. “did you miss the part where she kicked us out, or…” reggie finally realised. “yes. okay.”

reggie had always been a little mentally slow, but y/n always told him that he was okay, that he just tried his best to see the bright side instead.

luke grabbed onto y/n’s hand and pulled her to the side. “hey.” he awkwardly said.

“hi.” she smiled back, unsure of what to say, it had been twenty five years since she had seen him.

“so, um, that’s how you died…” luke looked down, as y/n nodded. “wow, that’s, er, kind of a bummer.”

“yeah, i guess i must have felt really guilty about you guys dying, i guess i couldn’t take it anymore.” y/n exhaled loudly as she bit her lower lip. “but it doesn’t feel right.”

luke tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear which had fallen into y/n’s eyes. “care to explain, angel?”

how she had missed that nickname.

“it- it just feels completely wrong. i remember bits and pieces from before, but i feel like i’m missing a good couple of months of my memory, maybe even a year. all i remember is bobby. he was always there for me, and apparently he was the one who took me to the hospital.” y/n gasped. “he had to watch me die. first he had to watch you three, and then me. god, i feel so bad for him… i wonder where he is now.”

“can i ask you a question?” luke asked as y/n nodded. “who- who, um, found our bodies?”

y/n felt her heart speed up, “i did.”

luke’s eyes widened. “i’m so sorry, that must have been-”

“the worst thing i’ve ever experienced? yeah. yeah, it was.” y/n wish she was able to forget that more than anything. “and what made it even worse, was the way we ended it.”

“oh.” luke found himself slowly remembering why he went to go get street dogs in the first place. “you and bobby, yeah. did anything happen between you two?”

“no that i know of.” y/n felt herself leaning into luke’s chest. “i just wish i could remember, maybe that would give me some closure.”

“lets do it then.” luke wrapped his arms around her waist.

“lets do it?” y/n looked at him in confusion, putting her arms around his neck.

“lets try and get your memory back, there must be a reason why your forgot everything, right?” luke explained. “so there has to be a way to get it back.”

“that… surprisingly makes a lot of sense, patterson. consider me impressed.” y/n found herself nodding along to his suggestion.

“i was always impress you, lets be honest.” luke winked.

“yeah, you always do.” y/n caught luke’s eye, and it almost looked like he was looking at her lips for a split second.

“well, lets go get your memory back then, hotstuff.”

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chapter three: the album

summary; y/n and bobby have a chance at releasing sunset curve’s original music in a way to remember the boys, but it takes a turn for the worse.

word count: 1.3k

part one | part two | part four | part five

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hollywood, 1996

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it had been a whole year since they died.

y/n and bobby were legally adults now and they slowly started moving on from the tragedy that happened a year prior and they were now dating. they depended on each other, well, that’s what y/n thought anyways.

“you ready?” bobby asked y/n, taking a hold of her shaking hand. “i’m sure they’ll love it.”

“but what happens if they don’t like the album? we won’t be able to live out their dream…” y/n attempted to swallow the lump in her through, but no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn’t go away.

“babe, believe in me, believe in them, but most of all, believe in you.” bobby gave her an encouraging smile, adjusting his tie. they wanted to be taken seriously, so they dressed the part.

a tall, young lady, with dark skin and a warm smile walked out in a purple pencil skirt, she looked a few years older than them. “now, you two must be bobby and y/n?”

“yes, ma'am.” bobby nodded his head, standing up and shaking her hand. y/n did the same, bobby’s confidence rubbing off on her.

“follow me this way.” she led the two down a long hallway to a door at the end of the corridor. she lightly knocked on the door as a ruff voice was heard on the other side.

“come in.”

the lady opened the wooden door, leaving enough room for y/n and bobby to walk through. they stepped into a big, clean room. a desk was placed directly in the middle as a man in his late fifties sat in a big, black office chair.

“you can leave now, amanda.” he said bluntly, and frankly, quite rudely to his assistant.

she simply nodded her head, and gave y/n a kind smile, closing the door and walking away. y/n felt safe with her, she wanted her to come back if she was being honest.

“sit down then.” the man barked, making y/n jump slightly.

bobby led the way and sat down in one of the white chairs, y/n reluctantly followed, doing the same. there was a painfully threating silence as y/n looked at all the objects on the desk. his name tag was placed right at the front: mr p. mariposa. the walls were covered with different awards, he obviously knew what he was doing and that made y/n more determined than ever.

“i listened to your album.” he finally spoke after he finished writing something down.

he didn’t say anything else, so y/n spoke up. “what did you think, mr. mariposa?”

the angry man continued to write, as bobby gripped her hand, hoping for the best. they gave each other a small smile as mr. mariposa lifted his head once again.

“i didn’t like it.” he bluntly said.

y/n felt her heart sink, all this endless working for a year straight had led them nowhere, and she felt herself getting almost as angry as the man looked. “really? that’s it? no criticism? you just… don’t like it? are you fuc-”

“i loved it.” mr. mariposa looked up. “you guys have so much potential. and you,” he pointed a thick finger at y/n. “i like you. you have all that built up anger that you haven’t quite let out, and one day, that’s going to boil over, and then that’s when you’ve unlocked your full potential. i’ve heard the songs, you’ve shown a lot of sadness, but where’s that anger? we need that anger. i need that anger!”

y/n nodded her head, unsure of what to say. he wanted her to be angry? she was always so used to bottling it up.

“and you,” he motioned towards bobby. “you’re alright. sorry what happened to your other band members by the way, we’ll make sure to give them credit.”

bobby bit his lip and looked down in disappointment, she rubbed circles on his hand with her thumb.

“alright then,” mr. mariposa finally dropped his pen. “i’ll sign your album. i wanna make it happen, but i have a request.”

y/n excitedly looks up, “which is?”

“i want you to sing more.” he pointed at y/n once again. she felt flattered, but she also felt incredibly bad for her boyfriend who just had to sit and take this. she simply nodded and smiled, not wanting to say anything that might offend bobby. “do we have a deal?” he stood up and stretched his arm out. y/n brushed off her pant suit and tightly shook his hand, bobby stood up too but mr. mariposa had already sat back down as he spoke into the telephone. “yeah, amanda, can you lead y/n and this kid out?”

amanda soon came rushing in, and when she saw y/n’s face, her smile doubled in size. she led the two out, bobby muttering a thank you to mr. mariposa. “so, how did it go?”

“it went great!” y/n smiled almost as wide as amanda’s grin (if that was even possible). “he wants to sign us!”

“no, he wanted to sign you.” bobby muttered, luckily amanda couldn’t hear it. y/n simply rolled her eyes, not wanting to get into an argument with him.

“that’s great! i’m so proud of you!” amanda placed her hand on y/n’s shoulder.

“thank you so much!” y/n felt truly happy. “we’re doing this for our friends, they recently… umm. ya know, it’s the one year anniversary of them-” she couldn’t continue.

“oh, i’m so sorry, love. you’re doing them good, they would be so proud of you right now.” amanda says as they stop by the front door. “well, then superstar, i’m sure i’ll see you around again.”

“thanks for everything, amanda. i’ll see you soon.” y/n liked amanda, she was the kind of person she needed in her life right now.

“goodbye, y/n and… i’m sorry darling, i’ve seen to forgotten your name.” amanda apologies as bobby sighs and storms out the front door. “oh dear, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset him.”

“it’s alright, amanda. he’s been like this since… since we were talking with mr. mariposa, he didn’t pay much attention to bobby.” y/n quickly says before getting ready to run after him. “bye, manda! see you soon!”

y/n found it hard to run after bobby in heels, but she made it work. “bobby!”

he ignored her and continued to walk down the street towards their shared house that his parents payed for. “bobby, please, c'mon!”

the record place luckily wasn’t that far from where they lived so he would have to open up whether he liked it or not.

he ripped open the front door and stormed down the hallway to the front room. he was visibly furious. “this is just the same damn thing that happened with luke! he always overshadowed me with his goddamn stupid sleeveless shirts! and now you! you are goddamn overshadowing me too!”

“excuse me?!” this is the last thing that y/n expected to happen today. “we just got that company to sign our record, giving us a chance to be big- giving luke, alex and reggie a chance to be known! that’s all they wanted! you are so bloody selfish, bobby!”

bobby started pacing back and forth, and that’s when y/n realised that this is exactly what mr. mariposa was talking about. the anger. it was boiling over. and not in a good way.

bobby wasn’t thinking straight. he wasn’t thinking at all. he was furious. his whole life he tried and tried to be the best, but there was always one person getting in his way. every. single. time.

and without thinking, he grabbed the empty wine bottle from the night before and swung it at y/n’s skull before either one of them could process what was happening.

and y/n dropped down…

dead.

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chapter two: i’m sorry

summary; y/n and bobby watch their worst nightmare unravel.

word count: 1.5k

part one | part three | part four | part five

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hollywood, 1995

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y/n stood frozen for a few seconds, bobby still grasping her wrist.

“hey, y/n/n, i’m sorry, okay? i didn’t mean to-” bobby began, as y/n slowly turned back around and took a deep breath.

“it’s okay, bobby. you don’t need to apologise.” she gave him the best smile she could muster. “i’ll explain to him when he comes back, i’ll give him time to cool off. why do you think he got like that? i’m-i’m so confused-”

“don’t stress it, y/n.” bobby moved closer to her, rubbing comforting circles on her hand. “maybe he’s just having an off day.”

y/n didn’t believe that for a second, he was fine before bobby kissed her. wait- he actually kissed her!

“why did you do it?” bobby raised an eyebrow in response. “oh- kiss me, why? i’m not mad! i’m just kind of confused.”

bobby’s cheeks heated up, “well, umm, please don’t hate me, but i- i really like you.”

“oh.” y/n nodded in surprise. “okay.”

“i’m so sorry, i made this all weird, didn’t i?” bobby quickly let go of her hand. “i should- i should go. see you at the show, y/n.”

y/n wanted to desperately say something, but she couldn’t find the right words to say, and by the time she thought of saying something, he was long gone.

“damn it.” y/n grabbed her bag and went to find the other boys instead.

walking out the back door, she held her thin jacket close to her chest in attempt to warm herself. she slowly strolled down the dark alleyway, hearing excited chattering, making her feel a bit better knowing that sunset curve had a chance at succeeding and making it in the music industry. y/n spots the car which has all the street dog ingredients in, knowing the boys must be near. she walks past a man grumbling about how something feels wrong whilst grabbing a bottle of engine oil which had spilt all over the boot of the car.

y/n quickly slips into the back room, thinking of what to say to luke.

“hey, luke, i’m-” y/n began but quickly stopping as she sees the three boys laying on the sofa. “guys… guys.”

she walked up to reggie who was the closest and carefully shook him. he didn’t awake. she tried with more force and looked down at the half eaten streets dogs which scattered the floor. “hey, nap time’s over.”

she carefully picked up one of the street dogs with a nearby napkin and slowly held it up to her nose. chemicals. it tasted like pure chemicals and that made her heart drop.

“hey, luke.” she walked to the boy in the middle, shaking him. “luke, can you hear me? please! l-luke!”

she started hyperventilating as she clambered over to alex. “hey, buddy, it’s me! y/n! please! please answer me! wake up! goddamn it!” she began to yell as the boys didn’t awake. “this isn’t funny! c'mon, you can wake up now!”

she tugged off luke’s thick coat, hoping to get some air to him, hoping he would wake up, but it was no avail.

“hey, kid, what’s-” the man from outside opened the door to see her red in the face, breathing heavily over three teenage boys. “oh my god.”

“please! get help! they’re- they’re-” she broke down in tears as the man ran out the room, nearly bumping into bobby in the process.

“y/n/n… are you-” bobby started before seeing y/n and hearing the man screaming.

“those three boys ate those tainted street dogs! get help! i think they’re dead!”

dead.

that word hit y/n like a truck. reggie can’t be dead. alex can’t be dead. luke can’t be dead. her boys can’t be dead.

“oh god. y/n.” bobby came running as y/n continued to shake luke’s limp body. he tried to pry her off him, but she wouldn’t let go of her.

“no! he’s fine! they’re fine!” she screamed, pulling luke closer to her. ambulance sirens were heard in the distance. “luke’s okay! he’s okay, he’s okay, he’s…” the more she said it, the more she realised that he wasn’t okay. “goddamn it luke!”

she leaned forward and clung onto luke, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, like she always did. “c'mon, luke. wrap you arms around my waist! hug me back! please!” she sobbed into his cold neck as numerous men and women stormed into the room, flashing red and blue lights shone through the open door, illuminating luke’s still face.

“excuse me, young lady.” a mature man’s voice said from behind her. “i know this must be tough for you, but it’ll be better for all of us if you stay out of the way.”

“no!” she yelled holding luke’s body, sobbing louder and harder.

“y/n, please…” bobby’s voice cracked. he was crying too. “please, just… come here.”

y/n raised her sweaty head to see them carrying out reggie and alex’s body. “no! what are you doing with them?! they’re my friends! they’re my family! they’re all i have left!” bobby pulled y/n away from luke’s dead body, but she didn’t give up without a fight. “bobby get off! please!”

bobby eventually pried her body away as the paramedics pulled luke’s body onto a stretcher. “be careful with him! luke! come back! please…” y/n ran after them into the dark alleyway as the ambulance began to pull away.

y/n’s sobs echoed down the the alley as bobby came and pulled y/n back around so she was facing him, he cupped her wet face with his rough hands. she gave up fighting him and collapsed into his strong arms.

the two teens sat on the dirty, cold floor, as y/n let it all out as bobby tried to keep it together for her.

it could have been hours, it could have been minutes, but it didn’t matter, their best friends were dead.

“you’re all i have left, bobby…” y/n muttered, bobby could barely hear it. “they’re… they’re-”

“let’s go back to my place, huh?” bobby looked down, waiting for y/n’s response. she slowly nodded as she intertwined their fingers.

the two walked back to the room their bandmates died in. y/n grabbed her bag and just before leaving she stopped dead in her tracks. “y/n?” bobby whispered, but noticed she was looking a luke’s jacket. she shook her head as bobby softly smiled, “take it.”

“what?” she must of misheard him.

“take the jacket.” bobby reluctantly let go of her hand so she could pick up luke’s jacket. the last thing he wore before he died.

she slowly trudged over and stood in front of it and frowned. he should still be here. she could’ve easily made him avoid this all. if she didn’t stay behind with bobby, they would be sharing a pizza and laughing now. or if she explained that she didn’t kiss bobby first, he would be besides y/n, his arm wrapped around her. but he’s not. he’s gone.

y/n slowly slipped the jacket on and breathed in luke’s scent.

“i’m sorry.” she whispered as she grabbed her bag and followed bobby out the back door.

bobby looked at her with sympathy. he hurt too, but it was different with y/n. she grew up with reggie. she had every class with alex. she loved luke. it hurt like hell losing all of them at once, and what hurt the most was that y/n left it off on a bad note with luke, and she could never take that back.

the walk home was quite, bobby wanted to speak up, but he didn’t know what to say. they were both hurting and it would take forever to heal. they lost their family.

y/n held luke’s jacket close to her body, it was a bit big, but to her, it fit perfectly.

bobby unlocked the door in silence, flipping on the switch to the hallway. bobby’s parents came rushing in and hugged their son close. y/n slipped away up the stairs to bobby’s bedroom, deciding it would be best to leave bobby to talk with his parents. she slowly opened his bedroom door as she kicked off her shoes. y/n crawled into his bed before the water works begin again. she rolled into a ball and hugged luke’s coat.

bobby wiped his tears before walking into his room to see y/n crying. he slowly closed the door as he laid down next to her, pulling her into his embrace.

“why them?” y/n said through her tears.

“i don’t know, love.” bobby rubbed her back, trying his best to comfort her.

y/n stayed silent for a few minutes before deciding to speak, “i want to record the demo. i want to do something to remember them in a way they would want.”

bobby softly smiles before chuckling, “they would love that, wouldn’t they?”

“yeah,” y/n hums. “yeah, they definitely would.”

“let’s do it!” bobby confidently says.

the two lay in silence, glad they still had each other. they were going to make the bands dream a reality no matter what…

but that dream wouldn’t last long.

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chapter one: now or never

summary; after a successful sound check, the band starts to get ready to play their biggest show yet: the orpheum.

word count: 2k

part two | part three

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hollywood, 1995

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“one, two, three!” alex whacked his wooden drumsticks together as everyone got into place.

“take off, last stop! countdown till we blast open the top!” luke moved, not missing a single beat.

“face first, full charge! electric hammer to the heart!” everyone was visibly sweating, putting all their energy into getting their performance absolutely perfect.

luke side glances y/n as she swayed to the beat, a microphone in hand.

“clocks move faster cause it’s all we’re after now. oh!” alex and reggie sang as bobby strummed his guitar like his life depended on it.

“won’t stop climbing!” luke nodded his head, signalling reggie to share his mic. “cause this is our time, yeah!”

“when all the days felt black and white,” y/n joined in, giving it her all. “those were the best shades of my life!”

“don’t look down!” the band sang together, and goddamn, did they sound flawless. “cause we’re still rising up right now!”

“and even if we hit the ground,” y/n went directly in the middle, before singing by herself, stealing the show. “we’ll still fly! keep dreaming like we’ll live forever!”

“but live it like it’s now or never!” luke moved closer to y/n as she met him in the middle.

“we ain’t searching for tomorrow!” alex kept the beat while singing, just like he was born to do.

“tomorrow!” reggie moved closer to the mic, showing off his powerful voice.

“cause we got all we need today!” alex continued, as luke strummed his guitar as y/n moved her body to the beat, mesmerising luke.

“today!” reggie could feel the tension between his two band mates from where he was standing.

“living on a feeling that’s been running through our veins,” y/n held her microphone in-between her and luke as they sang in unison.

“we’re the revolution that’s been singing in the rain!” running a hand through his soft hair, reggie sang so everyone could hear.

“don’t look down!” the five of them clapped, keeping a beat. “cause we’re still rising up right now!”

luke flipped his guitar around his torso, sending y/n a cheeky wink her way as the smoke machine started right on cue.

“cause we’re still rising up right now!” luke let his guitar swing by his side as he pulled y/n in by her waist. their chests touching the others before luke picks up his instrument once again and backed up. “and even if we hit the ground, we’ll still fly!”

“keep dreaming like we’ll live forever but live it like it’s now or never!” as the song came to a close, the five gave it their all to make it their best show yet, even if it was still just a sound check.

“it’s now or never!” luke and y/n held the note.

“now or never!” luke, bobby and reggie joined in as they played the final notes.

luke pulled y/n’s body close to his as she kissed his sweaty cheek.

“whoo! excellent!” one of the staff members called.

“sounds great, guys!” a deeper voice said.

“whoo!” another girl called as the band took a bow.

a gorgeous woman stopped wiping the tables and clapped her hands together, obviously impressed with the five teenagers, “yeah!”

the group laughed, congratulating one another.

“thank you! we’re sunset curve!” reggie pointed towards the lady.

“tell your friends!” y/n called, jogging up to the mic where reggie was.

“hey, that’s my line.” reggie groaned, but smiled nonetheless.

“you snooze, you lose.” y/n wrapped her arm around his shoulder’s, dragging reggie to the rest of the band.

“too bad we wasted the tightest we’ve played on sound check!” bobby hit his wrists against luke, locking eyes with y/n, but she quickly faces luke, much to bobby’s dismay.

“you really stole the show luke!” the two smiled at each other, as luke playfully rolled his eyes.

“i think you mean you stole the show, l/n. like you do with every one.” y/n blushed at the compliment, but luckily it wasn’t noticeable due to the fact that she was sweating so much. “and just you wait until tonight, y/n/n, when this place gets packed with execs. then you’ll be famous.”

“if i’m becoming famous, you’re becoming famous with me, all of sunset curve. the whole world will know our name.” y/n dreamily gazed off into the distant, imagining leaving all her silly worries behind and focusing on her bright future.

“yeah, yeah, yeah, y/n did amazing, like she does everytime, but did you see alex?” reggie speaks after finishing chugging his water bottle. “you were smoking.”

“yeah, reg is right. this is the best you’ve ever been, well done, man.” y/n nudges the tall blonde boy.

“oh no. i was just warming up. you guys were the ones on fire.” typical alex, can’t take a compliment.

“could you just own your awesomeness for once?” reggie sighs, trying to build up his best friend’s confidence.

alex turned to look at y/n, luke and bobby, but they all gave him a knowing look, the look which says ‘you were fricking amazing out there dude, don’t ever forget that! and own it!’

“alright,” alex admits. “i was killing it!”

“attaboy!” y/n smiles, as luke grabs onto his back. reggie coming to hug alex.

y/n intertwines her and luke’s fingers together as he smiles in response. “okay, well, i’m thinking we fuel up before the show.” y/n opened her mouth to give a suggestion, but luke beat her to it. “i’m thinking pizza.”

“ooh!” reggie says in agreement.

“yes.” alex points one of his drum sticks at the shorter boy, satisfied with his decision.

“hey, y/n/n, what you think of that, hotstuff?” luke raises his eyebrow as y/n simply nodded her head in response. eating before big gigs was never ideal for y/n, but if it was pizza, she was instantly in.

bobby jumped off the stage and walked towards the pretty girl cleaning a couple tables. the rest followed him in suite. “hey, bobby, where you going?” luke questioned, but he was the last person bobby wanted to hear speak right now, so instead he prepared to flirt with a random chick to get his mind off luke and y/n.

“i’m good.” he half-arsed before putting on a fake smile. “vegetarian. i could never hurt an animal.”

the brunette gave bobby a weird look, ignoring his weak attempt at flirting. “you guys are really good.”

“thank you.” luke never shied away from a compliment on his sweet musical skills. he propped himself against bobby, making the taller guy wrapped in leather roll his eyes.

“i see a lot of bands.” she continued. “been in a couple myself. i was really feeling it.”

the group nodded in encouragement for her to go on, before she pointed at luke and y/n. “and you two, you had chemistry. it was electric. please tell me you two are dating.”

y/n wasn’t really the shy type, but she felt weak under luke’s gaze. “yeah, we are.”

“wha-” y/n started before luke kissed her warm cheek, telling her to play along. “um, yeah, we are.”

“i’m luke, by the way, and this is my girlfriend, y/n. she’s very pretty isn’t she?” now luke was just trying to see how red she could make the singer.

“very.” bobby muttered, but only luke heard, making him raise his eyebrows in question, taking note to ask bobby about that later.

“hi, i’m reggie.” reggie smiled, breaking the tension that suddenly filled the air.

“alex.” he awkwardly gave the girl a wave, nodding his head.

“bobby.” he pushed in front of luke, trying to seem like he was interested in this girl.

“nice meeting you guys.” she said genuinely, as luke put his finger in his mouth before putting it in bobby’s ear, making him groan in disgust. y/n tried her best to stifle her laugh. “i’m rose.”

“oh, uh…” reggie looked down at the sunset curve band tee and cd. “here’s our demo. and a t-shirt. size beautiful.” reggie placed the merchandise in rose’s hands.

she held the shirt up to her chest and gave y/n a confused look. “you’ll look great in it.” y/n winked, making rose smile.

“thanks.” she looked back at reggie, throwing the white shirt onto her right shoulder. “i’ll make sure not to wipe the tables down with this one.” making y/n laugh at the way she shut them down.

“oh, good call.” alex spoke up, speaking with his hands. “whenever they get wet, they just kinda fall apart in your hands.”

“don’t you guys have to go get pizza?” bobby interrupted as luke leaned over the table to not-so-subtly talk to rose.

“yeah, he had a hamburger for lunch.” ruining the illusion that bobby was actually a vegetarian.

reggie shoved bobby into the table, as he ran away like a school girl, giggling. y/n ran up to join luke before bobby spoke up, “hey, y/n- um, excuse me, rose… can we talk?”

“er, yeah, just give me one second.” y/n held her hand up to bobby and waved goodbye to rose. “yo, luke, wait up.”

luke stopped in his tracks, hearing y/n’s voice. he swivelled on his heel and turned back to face her. “what’s up, angel?”

that nickname never failed to get her.

“what was that about? you pretending to be my boyfriend?” she questioned, chuckling awkwardly.

luke suddenly seemed to freeze up, but quickly shook his head. he put on his award-winning smile and just shrugged. “dunno, just a bit of fun. you’re my best friend, i’m allowed to mess with you- no obliged- no obligated!”

y/n weakly smiled.

back at it again in the friendzone.

y/n let out a weak, fake laugh. “well, looks like someone learnt some new words! well done, you’re a big boy now.”

“ha, ha, ha…” luke laughed sarcastically. “very funny, kid. anyways, looks like bobby’s waiting for you, and i’m so hungry, i could eat the entirety of sunset curve.”

“please don’t.” y/n scoffed. “if you eat reggie, you’ll most certainly be poisoned, who knows what that boy puts into his poor body.”

“true that.” he stayed silent for a couple of seconds before breaking out with a massive grin. “i still can’t believe we’re playing the fricking orpheum!” luke pulled y/n into his embrace and jumped round in circles. “we did it, y/n/n! our dream is finally coming true!”

“about damn time, too!” she buried her face into his neck before reluctantly pulling away. “see ya later, lover boy! please don’t die while i’m gone for two seconds!”

“no promises! bye, angel! love you!” luke called before running to catch up with reggie and alex.

“love you too.” she muttered under her breath, forgetting bobby was right behind her.

“you two are definitely something.” y/n nearly died right there and then.

“jesus, you scared me, bob!” he laughed in response as he walked closer to her. “well, anyways, what did you want to ask me?”

bobby began to twiddle his thumbs, something he only did when he was nervous, really nervous. y/n subconsciously grabbed onto his hand to make him stop, and he took that as his cue to do what he wanted to do. bobby placed his free hand on her cheek, before kissing her passionately.

“hey, y/n, have you seen my-” luke walked back in, shocked to see her kissing his best friend. “jacket…”

y/n pulled away and turned to luke, “it-it’s not what it looks like- i swear.” it’s not like luke and y/n were dating, she didn’t need to explain herself to him, but she wanted too. and she didn’t even kiss bobby back, but luke didn’t give her a chance to tell him that.

“sorry, i’m obviously interrupting something here, since you’re obviously not coming, the boys and i will just get street dogs instead. so i’ll just get my jacket and leave.” luke did exactly that.

y/n took a step forward before bobby gently grabbed her arm, stopping her. “it’s not worth it, just let him go.”

and that’s her first mistake.

she let him go.

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chapter two: i’m sorry

summary; y/n and bobby watch their worst nightmare unravel.

word count: 1.5k

part one | part three

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hollywood, 1995

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y/n stood frozen for a few seconds, bobby still grasping her wrist.

“hey, y/n/n, i’m sorry, okay? i didn’t mean to-” bobby began, as y/n slowly turned back around and took a deep breath.

“it’s okay, bobby. you don’t need to apologise.” she gave him the best smile she could muster. “i’ll explain to him when he comes back, i’ll give him time to cool off. why do you think he got like that? i’m-i’m so confused-”

“don’t stress it, y/n.” bobby moved closer to her, rubbing comforting circles on her hand. “maybe he’s just having an off day.”

y/n didn’t believe that for a second, he was fine before bobby kissed her. wait- he actually kissed her!

“why did you do it?” bobby raised an eyebrow in response. “oh- kiss me, why? i’m not mad! i’m just kind of confused.”

bobby’s cheeks heated up, “well, umm, please don’t hate me, but i- i really like you.”

“oh.” y/n nodded in surprise. “okay.”

“i’m so sorry, i made this all weird, didn’t i?” bobby quickly let go of her hand. “i should- i should go. see you at the show, y/n.”

y/n wanted to desperately say something, but she couldn’t find the right words to say, and by the time she thought of saying something, he was long gone.

“damn it.” y/n grabbed her bag and went to find the other boys instead.

walking out the back door, she held her thin jacket close to her chest in attempt to warm herself. she slowly strolled down the dark alleyway, hearing excited chattering, making her feel a bit better knowing that sunset curve had a chance at succeeding and making it in the music industry. y/n spots the car which has all the street dog ingredients in, knowing the boys must be near. she walks past a man grumbling about how something feels wrong whilst grabbing a bottle of engine oil which had spilt all over the boot of the car.

y/n quickly slips into the back room, thinking of what to say to luke.

“hey, luke, i’m-” y/n began but quickly stopping as she sees the three boys laying on the sofa. “guys… guys.”

she walked up to reggie who was the closest and carefully shook him. he didn’t awake. she tried with more force and looked down at the half eaten streets dogs which scattered the floor. “hey, nap time’s over.”

she carefully picked up one of the street dogs with a nearby napkin and slowly held it up to her nose. chemicals. it tasted like pure chemicals and that made her heart drop.

“hey, luke.” she walked to the boy in the middle, shaking him. “luke, can you hear me? please! l-luke!”

she started hyperventilating as she clambered over to alex. “hey, buddy, it’s me! y/n! please! please answer me! wake up! goddamn it!” she began to yell as the boys didn’t awake. “this isn’t funny! c'mon, you can wake up now!”

she tugged off luke’s thick coat, hoping to get some air to him, hoping he would wake up, but it was no avail.

“hey, kid, what’s-” the man from outside opened the door to see her red in the face, breathing heavily over three teenage boys. “oh my god.”

“please! get help! they’re- they’re-” she broke down in tears as the man ran out the room, nearly bumping into bobby in the process.

“y/n/n… are you-” bobby started before seeing y/n and hearing the man screaming.

“those three boys ate those tainted street dogs! get help! i think they’re dead!”

dead.

that word hit y/n like a truck. reggie can’t be dead. alex can’t be dead. luke can’t be dead. her boys can’t be dead.

“oh god. y/n.” bobby came running as y/n continued to shake luke’s limp body. he tried to pry her off him, but she wouldn’t let go of her.

“no! he’s fine! they’re fine!” she screamed, pulling luke closer to her. ambulance sirens were heard in the distance. “luke’s okay! he’s okay, he’s okay, he’s…” the more she said it, the more she realised that he wasn’t okay. “goddamn it luke!”

she leaned forward and clung onto luke, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, like she always did. “c'mon, luke. wrap you arms around my waist! hug me back! please!” she sobbed into his cold neck as numerous men and women stormed into the room, flashing red and blue lights shone through the open door, illuminating luke’s still face.

“excuse me, young lady.” a mature man’s voice said from behind her. “i know this must be tough for you, but it’ll be better for all of us if you stay out of the way.”

“no!” she yelled holding luke’s body, sobbing louder and harder.

“y/n, please…” bobby’s voice cracked. he was crying too. “please, just… come here.”

y/n raised her sweaty head to see them carrying out reggie and alex’s body. “no! what are you doing with them?! they’re my friends! they’re my family! they’re all i have left!” bobby pulled y/n away from luke’s dead body, but she didn’t give up without a fight. “bobby get off! please!”

bobby eventually pried her body away as the paramedics pulled luke’s body onto a stretcher. “be careful with him! luke! come back! please…” y/n ran after them into the dark alleyway as the ambulance began to pull away.

y/n’s sobs echoed down the the alley as bobby came and pulled y/n back around so she was facing him, he cupped her wet face with his rough hands. she gave up fighting him and collapsed into his strong arms.

the two teens sat on the dirty, cold floor, as y/n let it all out as bobby tried to keep it together for her.

it could have been hours, it could have been minutes, but it didn’t matter, their best friends were dead.

“you’re all i have left, bobby…” y/n muttered, bobby could barely hear it. “they’re… they’re-”

“let’s go back to my place, huh?” bobby looked down, waiting for y/n’s response. she slowly nodded as she intertwined their fingers.

the two walked back to the room their bandmates died in. y/n grabbed her bag and just before leaving she stopped dead in her tracks. “y/n?” bobby whispered, but noticed she was looking a luke’s jacket. she shook her head as bobby softly smiled, “take it.”

“what?” she must of misheard him.

“take the jacket.” bobby reluctantly let go of her hand so she could pick up luke’s jacket. the last thing he wore before he died.

she slowly trudged over and stood in front of it and frowned. he should still be here. she could’ve easily made him avoid this all. if she didn’t stay behind with bobby, they would be sharing a pizza and laughing now. or if she explained that she didn’t kiss bobby first, he would be besides y/n, his arm wrapped around her. but he’s not. he’s gone.

y/n slowly slipped the jacket on and breathed in luke’s scent.

“i’m sorry.” she whispered as she grabbed her bag and followed bobby out the back door.

bobby looked at her with sympathy. he hurt too, but it was different with y/n. she grew up with reggie. she had every class with alex. she loved luke. it hurt like hell losing all of them at once, and what hurt the most was that y/n left it off on a bad note with luke, and she could never take that back.

the walk home was quite, bobby wanted to speak up, but he didn’t know what to say. they were both hurting and it would take forever to heal. they lost their family.

y/n held luke’s jacket close to her body, it was a bit big, but to her, it fit perfectly.

bobby unlocked the door in silence, flipping on the switch to the hallway. bobby’s parents came rushing in and hugged their son close. y/n slipped away up the stairs to bobby’s bedroom, deciding it would be best to leave bobby to talk with his parents. she slowly opened his bedroom door as she kicked off her shoes. y/n crawled into his bed before the water works begin again. she rolled into a ball and hugged luke’s coat.

bobby wiped his tears before walking into his room to see y/n crying. he slowly closed the door as he laid down next to her, pulling her into his embrace.

“why them?” y/n said through her tears.

“i don’t know, love.” bobby rubbed her back, trying his best to comfort her.

y/n stayed silent for a few minutes before deciding to speak, “i want to record the demo. i want to do something to remember them in a way they would want.”

bobby softly smiles before chuckling, “they would love that, wouldn’t they?”

“yeah,” y/n hums. “yeah, they definitely would.”

“let’s do it!” bobby confidently says.

the two lay in silence, glad they still had each other. they were going to make the bands dream a reality no matter what…

but that dream wouldn’t last long.

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chapter three: the album

summary; y/n and bobby have a chance at releasing sunset curve’s original music in a way to remember the boys, but it takes a turn for the worse.

word count: 1.3k

part one | part two

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hollywood, 1996

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it had been a whole year since they died.

y/n and bobby were legally adults now and they slowly started moving on from the tragedy that happened a year prior and they were now dating. they depended on each other, well, that’s what y/n thought anyways.

“you ready?” bobby asked y/n, taking a hold of her shaking hand. “i’m sure they’ll love it.”

“but what happens if they don’t like the album? we won’t be able to live out their dream…” y/n attempted to swallow the lump in her through, but no matter how hard she tried, it wouldn’t go away.

“babe, believe in me, believe in them, but most of all, believe in you.” bobby gave her an encouraging smile, adjusting his tie. they wanted to be taken seriously, so they dressed the part.

a tall, young lady, with dark skin and a warm smile walked out in a purple pencil skirt, she looked a few years older than them. “now, you two must be bobby and y/n?”

“yes, ma'am.” bobby nodded his head, standing up and shaking her hand. y/n did the same, bobby’s confidence rubbing off on her.

“follow me this way.” she led the two down a long hallway to a door at the end of the corridor. she lightly knocked on the door as a ruff voice was heard on the other side.

“come in.”

the lady opened the wooden door, leaving enough room for y/n and bobby to walk through. they stepped into a big, clean room. a desk was placed directly in the middle as a man in his late fifties sat in a big, black office chair.

“you can leave now, amanda.” he said bluntly, and frankly, quite rudely to his assistant.

she simply nodded her head, and gave y/n a kind smile, closing the door and walking away. y/n felt safe with her, she wanted her to come back if she was being honest.

“sit down then.” the man barked, making y/n jump slightly.

bobby led the way and sat down in one of the white chairs, y/n reluctantly followed, doing the same. there was a painfully threating silence as y/n looked at all the objects on the desk. his name tag was placed right at the front: mr p. mariposa. the walls were covered with different awards, he obviously knew what he was doing and that made y/n more determined than ever.

“i listened to your album.” he finally spoke after he finished writing something down.

he didn’t say anything else, so y/n spoke up. “what did you think, mr. mariposa?”

the angry man continued to write, as bobby gripped her hand, hoping for the best. they gave each other a small smile as mr. mariposa lifted his head once again.

“i didn’t like it.” he bluntly said.

y/n felt her heart sink, all this endless working for a year straight had led them nowhere, and she felt herself getting almost as angry as the man looked. “really? that’s it? no criticism? you just… don’t like it? are you fuc-”

“i loved it.” mr. mariposa looked up. “you guys have so much potential. and you,” he pointed a thick finger at y/n. “i like you. you have all that built up anger that you haven’t quite let out, and one day, that’s going to boil over, and then that’s when you’ve unlocked your full potential. i’ve heard the songs, you’ve shown a lot of sadness, but where’s that anger? we need that anger. i need that anger!”

y/n nodded her head, unsure of what to say. he wanted her to be angry? she was always so used to bottling it up.

“and you,” he motioned towards bobby. “you’re alright. sorry what happened to your other band members by the way, we’ll make sure to give them credit.”

bobby bit his lip and looked down in disappointment, she rubbed circles on his hand with her thumb.

“alright then,” mr. mariposa finally dropped his pen. “i’ll sign your album. i wanna make it happen, but i have a request.”

y/n excitedly looks up, “which is?”

“i want you to sing more.” he pointed at y/n once again. she felt flattered, but she also felt incredibly bad for her boyfriend who just had to sit and take this. she simply nodded and smiled, not wanting to say anything that might offend bobby. “do we have a deal?” he stood up and stretched his arm out. y/n brushed off her pant suit and tightly shook his hand, bobby stood up too but mr. mariposa had already sat back down as he spoke into the telephone. “yeah, amanda, can you lead y/n and this kid out?”

amanda soon came rushing in, and when she saw y/n’s face, her smile doubled in size. she led the two out, bobby muttering a thank you to mr. mariposa. “so, how did it go?”

“it went great!” y/n smiled almost as wide as amanda’s grin (if that was even possible). “he wants to sign us!”

“no, he wanted to sign you.” bobby muttered, luckily amanda couldn’t hear it. y/n simply rolled her eyes, not wanting to get into an argument with him.

“that’s great! i’m so proud of you!” amanda placed her hand on y/n’s shoulder.

“thank you so much!” y/n felt truly happy. “we’re doing this for our friends, they recently… umm. ya know, it’s the one year anniversary of them-” she couldn’t continue.

“oh, i’m so sorry, love. you’re doing them good, they would be so proud of you right now.” amanda says as they stop by the front door. “well, then superstar, i’m sure i’ll see you around again.”

“thanks for everything, amanda. i’ll see you soon.” y/n liked amanda, she was the kind of person she needed in her life right now.

“goodbye, y/n and… i’m sorry darling, i’ve seen to forgotten your name.” amanda apologies as bobby sighs and storms out the front door. “oh dear, i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to upset him.”

“it’s alright, amanda. he’s been like this since… since we were talking with mr. mariposa, he didn’t pay much attention to bobby.” y/n quickly says before getting ready to run after him. “bye, manda! see you soon!”

y/n found it hard to run after bobby in heels, but she made it work. “bobby!”

he ignored her and continued to walk down the street towards their shared house that his parents payed for. “bobby, please, c'mon!”

the record place luckily wasn’t that far from where they lived so he would have to open up whether he liked it or not.

he ripped open the front door and stormed down the hallway to the front room. he was visibly furious. “this is just the same damn thing that happened with luke! he always overshadowed me with his goddamn stupid sleeveless shirts! and now you! you are goddamn overshadowing me too!”

“excuse me?!” this is the last thing that y/n expected to happen today. “we just got that company to sign our record, giving us a chance to be big- giving luke, alex and reggie a chance to be known! that’s all they wanted! you are so bloody selfish, bobby!”

bobby started pacing back and forth, and that’s when y/n realised that this is exactly what mr. mariposa was talking about. the anger. it was boiling over. and not in a good way.

bobby wasn’t thinking straight. he wasn’t thinking at all. he was furious. his whole life he tried and tried to be the best, but there was always one person getting in his way. every. single. time.

and without thinking, he grabbed the empty wine bottle from the night before and swung it at y/n’s skull before either one of them could process what was happening.

and y/n dropped down…

dead.

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Hi there!!! I absolutely love your blog and your stories!!! They are so well written and amazing!!! Gosh your writing is just so good and after I read one I can’t stop thinking about it for the rest of the day! I wish I could be as talented as you, ilysm! 💕🥺 Also, I saw that you are wanted some requests, so I hope I’m doing this right lol I’ve never requested anything before. If you’re interested, how about a Reggie x reader (she/her pronouns) fic where the reader is really girly and sweet (pink, glitter, makeup, etc) and really likes Reggie but thinks he’s more of a bad boy bc of his leather jacket and rock vibes and he won’t like her bc they’re very different and maybe the reader tries to be more “rock n roll” for him like sandy from grease, but he likes the reader for her girly self and they bond over being such sweet and nice dorks. I hope this makes sense and isn’t too specific. Anywho, whether you choose to write this or not, I just want to say you’re great and I hope you have a good week!!! :)

Oh my goodness you are absolutely so so so sweet and your kind comments just made me smile so hard. Thank you for being so supportive bby 💛💛 Also, this prompt was so cute, so thank you! 

Ship: Alive! Luke x Reader

Warnings: Theres a bit of angst ig

Summary: Luke always picked on you even though that was your one rule, one day he takes it a bit too far. I used a quote from a prompt list that I made a while back

Words: 960

A/N: Sorry if the summary isn’t as good as it should be but thats all I could think to put there. I am a very sporadic poster and I am sorry about that. I know for a fact I will never post on a schedule because other wise I wont write/post ever 😂But I hope you enjoyyyyy