#drumfam

One of your friends knew how to play drums, so you asked him if he could teach you some beats. He gladly accepted your request, knowing how much it means for you to play this incredible instrument. Once you sat in front of it with the drumsticks in your hand, you could already feel the good vibes flowing through your body, instantly provoking goosebumps all over your skin. He was very patient with you, playing first so you could understand better which sounds and moves you should do.

You were a fast learner, so in little time you managed to do beats with just a few mistakes, which impressed your friend. The feeling of getting the chance to play drums was incomparable to any other: you instantly felt a sensation of freedom and happiness, like you were naturally born to make music. You were so proud of yourself, being utterly thankful for your friend to provide you such an amazing and unique experience.

"Wow, good job girl! I have to admit I wasn't expecting you to learn so fast!" he praised you, sincerely.

"I'm impressed too! You know, when you love something so much, it's so easy to learn and be dedicated to it." you answered, meaning every word.

"Yeah, I can clearly see that." he smiled at you, the proudness radiating from his body directly into yours. "You know what you can do since you already now how to play the basics?"

"Uh... learn more from now on? Getting classes? Yeah, I definitely should do that." you immediately got excited at the idea.

"Uh... sure. I mean, I was not thinking about that, but yeah, you should to that too."

"So...what is it?" you curiously asked, since you had no idea what he was going to say.

"Well, I think you should show your skills to your boyfriend." he naturally suggested, like it was the simplest thing to do.

"I what? You want me to show it to Patrick??" you were surprised by his suggestion: you just learned how to play drums, and he wants you to make a show to your boyfriend already? "No, no, forget it, I-I can't do it."

"Hey hey, where's that insecurity coming from? I'm sure he's gonna be proud of you, you know how he is. Even if you were the worst drummer player in the world, he would still love you more than you love music!" he said confidently, both of you knowing he was right. But what if you embarrass yourself in front of Pat? What if he makes a joke about it and even with your great sense of humor, you would still take it seriously since this is so meaningful to you? What if your friend wasn't right...? No, no, you know that is out of question.

"I don't know, I guess my insecurities are getting the best of me..." you were sad by your sudden change of mood. But at the same time, when you rethought about your friend's idea, maybe you should show Patrick what you have learned. "Unless..." suddenly an idea surged to your mind, being so obvious that you couldn't believe why you didn't thought about it before.

"Unless...?" your friend knew he was starting to convince you to leave your unnecessary anxious thoughts from aside.

"Unless I practice with you! Then I will be more confident to show him! But it will take time, I have to learn as much as I can to really impress him." you slowly started to get your initial mood back by thinking of Patrick's reaction. Your love for music, mainly for drums, isn't unknown by your boyfriend. He perfectly knows that one of your dreams is play to it, and he would be so amazed and proud to see you playing it.

"Yes, sure! You don't have to give a show to Patrick, not now. Like everyone, you need practice. Luckily, you have the advantage for being a fast learner, so it would take half of the time for you to learn comparatively to any other person." by his words, you started to think that maybe this is actually a great idea.

"Thank you, really, this means a lot to me." you then hugged your supportive friend.

"Let's make it this way: whenever you have free time, call me. If I'm available too, you come to my house and I'll teach you a few more things. Sounds good to you?"

"Sounds perfect! I owe you one!" you answered, making your way to your friend's front door.

"I'll think about what I need, then. See ya!" he playfully said, accompanying you to the front door.

Once you arrived to your home, Patrick was on the sofa eating popcorn while watching a comedy movie. He had his own house, however he secretly hated to be alone, so he would always come to yours just to be with you.

"Oh, you just got on time, the movie had just started!" he said once he saw you. Because of school, he didn't have much time for you as he liked to, so this moments together are very special for him, just like they are for you.

"Ohh, I'm so glad you made popcorn! I'm dying to eat sweets." you admitted, jumping slightly on the sofa and making your way to your lover's lap.

"You can always eat me, pretty girl." he winked at you, already showing his sassy side towards you, something you always loved since you met him.

"Who said I won't?" you playfully raised your eyebrow at him, earning a laugh and a passionate kiss from him right after. You started to kiss slowly, yet passionately until you decided that was better to stop, unless you wanted to miss the movie.

After that evening, you started to go out almost every day with your friend just to practice and learn something new. Patrick started to get suspicious about your suddenly lack of time and he even confronted you about it, only for you to reassure him that everything was fine, that you still loved him and you didn't want to leave him, not ever. He seemed to be convinced by your words, however you knew that he was starting to miss you even more and eventually getting sad and feeling lonely. That's when you thought you had learned enough to be able to play for him and didn't have to make him suffer much longer with your unavailability.

"Babe!" you called him once you arrived home from your friend's house.

"Hey." he simply said, not bothering to look at you. He was only with a black t-shirt and his black boxers, sitting in your bed while watching some random channel on the tv.

"Uh... is everything ok?" you started to worry by his indifference. He never acted like that before towards you and that concerned you to no end.

"I don't know, you tell me." he finally looked at you after turning the tv off, hurt and disappointment written on his face. He then got up from the bed, walking slowly in your direction with his arms crossed. "Is there something you want to tell me, huh?"

"Actually yes. I-I wanted to take you to a place to show you something." you tried to lighten up the mood, but it seemed useless.

"Oh, so now you have time for me? How wonderful." he was ready to get back to your bed, only for you to stop him on his way by grabbing his arm firmly.

"Pat, listen to me. I know I've been going out a lot more lately, but that's exactly what I'm trying to explain to you."

"Ok then, I'm listening." he crossed his arms once again: you knew this wasn't going to be easy, but you wouldn't give up.

"Can you just come with me, please? I promise I will explain everything to you." you tried to convince him one more time. There was a long pause, the silence and his deep stare into yours starting to make you feel even more nervous.

"Ok." he answered, obviously still being mad. "You better give me a good reason for all of this." you simply nodded, perfectly knowing you haven't been fair with him, but your intentions were good and you just didn't want to screw up your surprise. He started to dress himself, putting black leather jeans and black boots. The silence was making you nauseous, but you couldn't let that affect you. Not now that your moment to shine in front of your boyfriend was close to finally happen. "Let's go." he said in a serious tone, both of you leading to his car.

"Can I drive?" he looked surprised at you, yet he let you do what you wanted. This was your opportunity to make it up for him. You drove to a music shop from your city, where you could play and buy various instruments freely. It was the perfect place to show him what you have learned this past few weeks and what you were capable of.

"Seriously? A music shop?" he was confused, but you ignored his comment. You got out of the car, Patrick following you right behind, and you both entered the shop. You went to a room where was the drums section, seeing one that was similar to your friend's: the perfect chosen one.

"What are you doing? You really want to learn how to play drums knowing that we have to-" once you got in the right position to play, you didn't even let him finish, playing immediately to show your surprise for him and end the tense mood that was implanted since you left your house. Ironically, because he was grumpy with you, you tried to only focused on what you were playing, missing his speechless, impressed and amazed face. He wasn't expecting this at all: he knew you didn't know how to play drums yet, however you showed him the opposite, taking the words out of his mouth. You were so concentrated in what you were doing, that not even one note was played incorrectly: yup, you definitely were enjoying yourself... just not as much as he was. He didn't dare to interrupt you, listening to the outstanding melody played by his talented girlfriend: saying he was proud of you wasn't enough, and being as smart as he was, he immediately knew that your lack of availability was caused by your "drum classes".

"What do you think? Did you like it?" you asked nervously once you finished your little show in front of Patrick. He approached you slowly, not taking his eyes away from you, and you could tell by the bright in his eyes and his little smirk that he really, really liked it.

"If I liked it? Damn girl, you should see yourself playing that thing, you were absolutely incredible... and sexy." he admitted, making you laugh and kiss him after. When you broke the kiss, you hugged him hard, the guilty feeling consuming your big heart once again. "I'm so proud of you, Y/n." he genuinely praised you while caressing your hair and giving you quick, yet sweet kisses on your shoulder. How is it possible for him to make you blush and feel your stomach filled with unquiet butterflies with just a few words and glances you didn't know, but it was definitely possible and real.

"I'm so sorry for not telling you about this and for leaving you wonder the wrong things, I just wanted to surprise you..." you felt your eyes watering, tears wanting desperately to come out at the thought of losing your stupendous and exceptional lover. You surely love drums, but that love isn't even comparable to the one you feel for your Pat.

"Yeah, you should have said something. I have to tell you that I was going crazy. Even when I knew it wasn’t true, I thought the worst, sugar." he sadly spoke, letting his accumulated emotions to finally come out. "But now that I saw the show you gave me... it was totally worth it." he smiled, relaxing you instantly: and that is his innate gift, making you feel safe and calm by just one look or smile.

"You know that I love you so, so much, and that I would never leave you, don't you Patrick?" you said in a loving tone, staring deeply into his beautiful eyes while caressing his left cheek with your thumb.

"Hmm I don't know, maybe you have to prove me that again." he joked, both you laughing and kissing, not getting tired of your playful and romantic side. "You know that I love you too, baby." he gladly confessed.