"So you gonna tell me about yourself?" I ask smiling.

He nods and begins talking about his music taste and comics... "I really enjoy David bowie, iorn maiden, the smiths and smashing pumpkins! Umm my favorite comic is probably um....all of them" he sighs sitting up and resting his elbows on his knees and his head on his hands.
"Dude?! Same! I think I just found my new best friend" I laugh, he's actually a lot cooler than I thought he'd be.
"And to be fair...my soulmate died in a car accident a while back, but I'm okay now" ,he looks down at his lap longingly, "I know how you feel" I reply looking up at him shyly. My eyes wander over to the clock on his nightstand, 4am already? Wow.
I yawn stretching my arms over my head and arching my back off the matress, making not so innocent noises...
"I'm tired" I mumble laying back onto his pillows. He lays down next to me after putting the comics back into the box and setting it on the ground. "Me too." He yawns as I did just moments earlier. I grab the small folded up worn out Morrissey blanket from the end of his bed, covering myself up and snuggling into the mattress. "Dont sleep yet" he mumbles cuddling into my side- although we've just met I dont really mind too much- "keep talking...sing me a song or somethin" I smile at him thinking about what to sing to him. "Can I lock the door? I don't feel comfortable without the door locked" he nods, not asking questions, which I'm grateful for.

I decide on singing under pressure by David Bowie and Queen. (fave song)

I begin to mumble the tune for the beginning of the sing before starting

"Pressure,
Pushing down on me, pressing down on you no man ask for.
Under pressure, that burns a building down, splits a family in two, puts people on streets."

He mumbles the tune and sings along for a few lines before his favorite part comes up which is when he full on sings as do I.

"Can we give ourselves, one more chance? Why can't we give love that one more chance? Why can't we give love? Give love. give love. Give love. Give love. give love." we sing in unison before its time for 'my solo' according to him.

"Cause love's such an old fashioned word, and love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night, and live dares you to change our ways of caring about ourselves this is our last dance, this is ourselves..."

"Under pressure,
Under pressure,
Pressure."

Notes

Hello! I'm sorry about not updating when I said I would I'm kinda working on school, keeping my grades up, talking about homeschooling so I can go to a preforming arts school instead of regular school. Its legit. My life is also very boring and I have like 2 friends so message me if you'd like!
<3
Kayleigh

Also, you should check out my new fic "destination dreamland" I had the idea for it in the shower like 4 months ago and just now got around to writing it. <3