11 Closer (Part 3)
We hop off the taxi that we rode, in front of us there is a three stories brick red building complex. Yohan walk infront of us as he leads the way on the staircase, I can hear some drumbeats and strums of guitar as we arrive at the second floor; our feet stops as we stumble upon a wooden door, it seems that the drumbeats and strums of guitars are coming from this room for it became louder.
"Hey!"
Yohan whoops as he opens the wooden door with might. The sounds ceases as the guys sees us, two youngsters who is around our age. The silence changes in cheerings as the two guys hugs Yohan all of a sudden making a huge commotion, the guy that seems to be the drummer speaks as tears of joy flows down his cheeks,
"Finally, Yohan brought girls at home. He finally became a man."
"And here I was worried that he was an herbivorous."
says the other who has a guitar hanging on his shoulder while wiping his tears. Me and Amber just stood there, unable to move for the bizzare show that the three are making. A sudden chop on the head, from Yohan to his bandmates, made them wince and groan;
"They are my friends you blockheads, stop this nonsense and let's practice. The gig's in Valentine's day."
"Cold as ever, tsk. Why don't you introduce us to the pretty ladies?"
the guitarist smiles at us and waves his hand, winking his right eye also. Yohan sighs as he faces us and nonchallantly intoduces the two boys, he points his finger at the guitarist
" This is our rhythm, Franco Stuart. And Steven Johnson the drummer."
and lastly the drummer; I smile at them while Yohan bothered to introduce us.
"This is Amber Collins and Ashley Turner. My classmates."
"Nice meeting you guys, Yohan invited us to watch you practicing."
Amber speaks up as she winks back at Franco.
"Haha, the pleasure is mine. Just feel at home and I assure you that you'll be entertained."
"You girls can sit at the sofa over there as we prepare for practice."
Yohan cuts the flirty conversation as he strides toward an amp and takes the cable, distortion and guitar out of his case. The two boys waves for the last time at us as they follow Yohan and we girls makes ourselves comfortable at the sofa that is facing the little stage. A little tuning and checking the microphone before they start playing a song, Yohan suddenly stands infront of the microphone stand,
" One, two. ONE, TWO THREE FOUR!"
a drum roll and Yohan follows with some strummings, a few seconds later a rush of energy flows within our bodies as they suddenly plays their instrument with vigor. Amber cheers and jumps up and down all of a sudden since it is one of her favorite songs when she was in high school; the band's name is Shank, a japanese punk band that made their way around 2012. They are well known with their fast paced songs and strong vocals; this the frist time I hear Yohan singing and made my jaw drop as I hear his voice. As I look at them perform it makes me think that he is not the Yohan I know, a different one is infront of me with eyes that holds so much passion. My heart thumps as he looks at me in the eyes, as if he is dedicating the song to me, I reply him with a smile and tried to sing along.
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Two hours have passed since they started playing, the five of us comes out of the studio with smiles and laughter as the practice finished. We walk the street heading to the train station while chatting out the moments inside the studio.
"Steven sure is a hardcore drummer, breaking two drumsticks in one day. Haha."
Amber mocks Steven with her hands makes a drumd roll on her imaginary drum set. We all burst out laughing at the copycat,
" Well, at least I didn't go berserk and mowed down the clappers."
Steven respond as he pats Franco's shoulder. The chat lasted until the train arrives, the two guys and Amber went inside for they have the same destination. Amber smirks at Yohan and winks,
" Take care of my bestfriend ok?"
"Don't worry, I'll make sure that she'll arrive at their house safe and sound."
Yohan replies winking back. The doors slowly closes and moves away, we head outside as the train is already out of sight. A few minutes of walk and we reached a bus stop, the sky is already decorated with sparkling stars and the streets with cars returning to their home. Yohan smiles at me, his cheeks became reddish for the cold weather it seems and his breath crystallizes as he breathes,
"Was it fun?"
"Eh?...Ummm, yeah. I really enjoyed it!"
"I'm glad, I thought you weren't since you're silent the whole time."
"Haha. But you guys are great and I didn't know that you are so good at singing and playing the guitar..."
I strum my imaginary guitar and mock Yohan's style of playing, he chuckles at me mocking him. I chuckle along with him,
"... it would be nice to see you and your band performing."
Yohan gently bumps his shoulder onto mine making me lose a little balance, he then holds my hand and I look at him surprised for the sudden action
"Then, please be with me on valentines."
"H-huh??"
my cheeks suddenly burns red upon hearing him. Is he asking me out? Isn't too sudden, then why did you reject me if you'll ask me out in the future?
"We will be performing on an event."
"Ah. Y-yeah, right! Event."
I sigh out for guessing it wrong, of course he won't be asking me out since he doesn't have a single interent in me.
"Huh? Were you expecting something else Ashley?"
"And what would that be moron? I'll be there."
I give him a warm smile and slip my hand out of his gentle grip, a sudden gust of wind blinds my eyes and ruffles my hair, making me recoil for the shock.
Upon opening my eyes Yohan is already so close to me, his hand caressing my ruffled hair. So close that our foreheads are almost touching each other, I can hear his breathing and his eyes intently staring mine,
"Y-Yohan?"
he slowly runs his hand through my hair as he leans forward, closer and closer. The foreheads already touching and almost looks like we are nuzzling, I can feel his warm breath onto my lips. Does he want to kiss me? I am not mentally and emotionally prepared yet!
"N-no, Yohan. W-wait."
