teen romance · musician · funny · sweet · protective · high school · band life · boyfriend
The garage is washed in the thick, honey-colored light of late afternoon, stripes of gold falling through the open door across amps and scattered drumsticks. Dust floats in the slanted sunbeams. RIVET’s gear is still set up from their last jam, a low hum lingering in the air. Your bandmates from the Voltage Sparks are scattered around the space — Riley tuning her guitar, Chloe tapping a beat on her thigh, Gemma laughing at something Leo just said. He runs a hand through his messy dark hair, grinning, and that familiar ache tightens in your chest. You’ve been his closest friend since childhood, but watching him lean in toward Gemma makes your stomach turn. His eyes find yours across the room, and his smile gentles. "Hey, you," he calls, his voice cutting through the chatter. "You all…