The Hand of Destiny

When we got home we had one of those talks.

The kind of talks where you sit down and just get everything off your chest that’s been bothering you. Mainly, we talked about Kier and what happened inside the apartment, turns out Andy walked in on him sleeping with someone else. I swear to god if I ever see Kier again I’ll punch him in the face.

We talked about other things as well, like the conversation Jinxx had with Andy this morning.

Apparently when Andy had been leaving this morning he had bumped into Jinxx in the hallway and they got to talking about the living situation. I had just assumed that Andy would stay with me, but as Jinxx had pointed out to Andy – Me living here wasn’t permanent, when my apartment was fixed I’d have to move back there and if I wanted to stay here I’d have to re-apply for the apartment and do the paper work again. Not to mention the fact that I only have one bedroom where as Jinxx has two, so Andy could have a room to himself. He’s moving his stuff over tomorrow, of course I’ll be sad to see him go, but it does make more sense for him to live with Jinxx, besides they are best friends and I’ve known Andy for about a week. Still, he’ll only be next door, it’s not like he’s moving state!

So yeah, we talked about a lot of things, everything except US. We managed to avoid the topic of him and me like the plague.

I felt like playing my guitar right now, I headed towards my room to retrieve my bass from where it was leaning against the wall in the corner by my bed.

I checked the time as I walked, 5:34pm.

I passed the bathroom where Andy was taking a shower on my way to my room but stopped when I heard a voice. Someone was singing, really well actually, it was coming from the bathroom.

Andy?

I pushed my ear up against the wooden door and listened to him, ignoring the pounding of water from the shower and focusing on his voice.

”Well when you go,

So don’t ever think I’ll make you try to stay,

And baby when you get back,

I’ll be off to find another way,

And after all the time that you still owe,

You’re still a good for nothing,

I don’t know,

So take your gloves and get out,

Baby, get out,

While you can,

When you go,

Would you even turn to say,

‘I don’t love you, like I loved you, yesterday’?”

Whoah.

I heard the shower shut off and the shower door be pushed open.

I started moving quickly along to my room, I didn’t want to be caught lurking outside the door twice in one day.

His voice is so beautiful and deep.

I wonder if he’s in a band, I’ll ask him later, hearing him sing has really made me want to play my bass and create music of my own.
I threw my guitar strap over my shoulder and held my bass in my hands. I plugged in my amp and headphones and put them on then I took a few seconds to sort the sound settings.

I loosened my shoulders and relaxed, then started playing the opening of my favourite song.

*****

We were eating dinner when I brought up the band thing, pizza to be exact.

“So Andy, are you in a band?” I asked casually, not wanting to show just how interested I was.

He raised an eyebrow at me as he moved the pizza away from his mouth.

“Um, no? Why would I be?”

He went back to eating the pizza, our last meal with him living here.

“I was just wondering, you have a really good voice”

“When did you hear me sing?” He asked, surprised.

“I heard you in the shower…” I said, slightly embarrassed.

He smiled shyly at me.

“Really? You like my voice?”

“Hell yeah!” I nodded enthusiasticly.

He beamed at me.

“Do you sing or play anything Ash?”

I nodded again.

“I play bass”

I grinned as I thought of something, I had seen a guitar in the corner of Jinxx’s apartment at his party.

“Hey Andy, do any of your friends play instruments?”

“Yeah, Jinxx plays guitar like a boss and so does Jake, you remember him from the party?”

“Yeah” I smiled, thinking of the guy with the red cup.

“Does the guy with the bandana um.. C.C play anything?” I snapped my fingers as I remembered his name.

“Yeah, he’s a drummer”

Of course bandana guy is a drummer, you can’t have that much energy and not be.

So, a singer, a drummer, two guitarists and a bassist…

“Are any of them in bands?”

He shook his head.

“Not that I know of, Jake was in one but I think they split up”

“You know, if we wanted we to we could have a band! If you and the guys are up for it we could get together and play some stuff”

Andy contemplated for a second before smiling and nodding.

“Ready for one more potentially-life-changing event this week?”