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I’ content as I cli theat me with his arh to read hie trades a questioning look with Ayden "You think we could rock the girl singer iirliness I rocked the crap out of that song"

He fiddles with one of his eyebrow rings "That you did" His eyes scroll over me then he sticks out his hand "What do you say, Lyric? You want to be the singer of Hearts and Scars"

I’ to reach out to take his hand, but withdraw "I will, but on one condition"

His expression twists with confusion "And what’s that?"

"We totally change the nae the na up with that name"

"And it sucks balls, so maybe you should let me come up with one I can even ask ht up as he considers ht, you have a deal, Lyric"

We shake on it, and he holds onto er than necessary Who knohy, nor do I care

I turn to Ayden, grinning like an idiot He doesn’t seeh

"What’s wrong, shy boy?" I wipe the sweat fro"

My hand falls to my side "I totally should have asked you if you were okay with this, right?"

"Why wouldn’t I be okay with this?" He slides the guitar strap over his head with his head down, his black hair shielding his eyes froesture around the garage "And I just crashed it with ?

He shakes his head "I can assure you that’s the last thing I was thinking I love your girliness"

"Then what are you thinking?" I s to erase his worry