kiss my ass

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

[wannabelyla]

Emi had just opened her mouth to speak when suddenly, the skanky blonde she saw earlier stormed in between them. Then her lips were on Milo’s and she was clinging to him like some desperate whore. Emiliana was so shocked that she literally just stood there, eyes glancing back and forth between the two. She wanted to stomp her foot and storm out, but she still hadn’t said what she needed to say and now this little bitch was getting in their way. When Milo finally introduced them, Emi just stared at the girl, eyebrow raised. She didn’t know what to say; she had nothing to say to her.

So this was the ex. Lyla should have known. The stuck up bitch totally had the heartbreaking slut vibe. That only made Lyla see red. Well, redder. But she wouldn’t let it show; she wouldn’t let the girl know she bothered her that much. Instead she just slid her free arm around Milo’s torso much like the other one in a somewhat possessive way. She had never been this close to him, but she couldn’t think about that right now. Or how warm his body felt against hers. Or how her lips still tingled from the kiss. No, that was silly! She just hadn’t had sex in a while and was all riled up because of this girl. Yeah, that was it. She put on the nicest smile she could muster, playing it as cool as she could. “Nice meeting you. Guess I have you to thank. I wouldn’t have him in my life if it wasn’t for you.” To accentuate her words, she turned to look at Milo again, her smile softening up.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo had to replay what happened in his mind. He remembered her walking up to them, and then the kiss- and that’s where it all went fuzzy. The kiss. He wet his lips, looking at her. Even as she spoke to.. whoever she was talking to. Raising his eyes, he finally caught another glance at Em, and the angry look on her face, and then he remembered. How could he have forgotten so quickly and so completely? Then he realized what she was doing. Lyla was playing a part. She was pretending they were together and he felt an actual pang of disappointment. But despite that, he wrapped his arms around her, running his hand up to her elbow and played along. “You don’t have to thank all of my exes,” he said with a smile and a soft chuckle. “I told you you’d have me no matter what.” Kissing her hair line, Milo felt more confidence when he looked at his ex. “She was just checking in on me, which I really appreciate Em, but we have to get to rehearsal. Are you coming to the show tonight?” He couldn’t be mean to Em, no matter how satisfying it may be. 

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

[wannabelyla]

Lyla was having the time of her life. For the past three months, she had been touring with Queens Of Noise, sleeping in their buses, hanging out with their crew and the band members as well. Especially one in particular. While her original plan was to get it on with Kennedy, she ended up finding a good friend in Milo. That’s who she was waiting on for the past half an hour, yet no sign of him. So she got up from the couch and walked out of the bus, only to see him walk by her with some tiny brunette. The girl looked uptight and exactly the type she hated. And although she didn’t want to be nosy–who was she kidding, she loved being nosy; she walked closer until she was standing close enough to listen but not enough to be seen. The little she heard had her blood boiling in her veins. What a fucking bitch! What kind of person talked like that? Milo sounded completely heartbroken and that only made it worse. Lyla couldn’t just stand back and watch him getting squished by her stiletto heels. Without much of a thought, she tugged on her top to accentuate her cleavage and moved toward to the two, walking right up to Milo and wrapping her arm around his torso. “Hey babe, I was looking for you.” Her voice was soft and smooth, almost as if she was trying to seduce him. To make matters worse, Lyla leaned in, pressing her lips to his in a heated kiss, her tongue sneaking out to run over his lips before she pulled away and finally bothered to look over the other girl. “Who’s this?”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo could feel himself getting smaller by the second. He felt like a nothing when he looked at her, the little person who was stupid enough to think that he actually had a chance with her. But he didn’t, never had, and he could feel it now. He actually didn’t realize who had approached them until he looked down and had a flash of big eyes that he knew instantly. Lyla. He hadn’t expected the kiss but when her mouth caught his, he stilled. For a minute, he wasn’t here with Em in front of him. He didn’t feel like he was getting sucker punched. He was just with Lyla. His hands lowered from across his chest and instinctively his palms went to her hips. Even when the kiss parted, he couldn’t look away from her. “Lyla..” He followed her gaze to Emiliana and he had to clear his throat. “I-I, I, It’s..” he cleared his throat. “This is Emi, my ex.” He turned to Em then, “Em, this is Lyla.”

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

[qontemps]

She could see the moment her words registered in his brain. He looked so hurt and heartbroken, it hurt her just as much. She knew it would work; she just didn’t expect to feel this way. She had avoided thinking about him for so long, she thought she was over him. She was wrong. But what was she supposed to do? Turn her back on her family to spend the rest of her life on a stinky tour bus? There’s no way in hell that would ever happen. So she lifted her chin, pushing down any and all feelings she could possibly have for him. “There was nothing you could have said that would have changed my mind. You were just another loser after a rich girl back then.” Back then. She talked like it had been years since they broke up, when it really was barely a year. Yet, so much changed.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

And there it was. He was staggered by the words she used and felt himself wondering if that’s always what it was. He told her he had loved her and now she was reminding him that he was just a nobody that wanted the popular girl, just like the other hundreds of losers who looked at her and wanted her. Milo crossed his arms over his chest and nodded slowly, “Y-yeah. I guess so.” He’d always known she was out of his league but thought she didn’t see it. Now he knew she did. “I guess I’m.. sorry.” Now all he wanted was to get away but he couldn’t make himself move.

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

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This conversation was going down a road Emi didn’t want to follow. As much as she wanted to tell him how she felt, she couldn’t. She wouldn’t. She had a plan and she had to stick to it; no matter how much it hurt. “Honestly…I wasn’t thinking of you when I did it.” Lie. “I just wasn’t feeling it anymore.” Another lie. She didn’t want to be harsh, but she knew she had to. Everything depended on that.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Her words hit him worse than if she’d just slapped him across the face. So that was the answer he’d been waiting so long for? She just woke up one day and wasn’t feeling their relationship anymore. “You.. should have talked to me..” he said, lowering his gaze to the ground. Milo suddenly couldn’t think of any of the other things he’d planned on saying to her, questions he wanted to ask. All of it just dried up and disappeared. He felt sick and couldn’t even look away to save himself. “I-I don’t know what to say, Em.”

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

[qontemps]

Okay, she had it coming. The jab was more than expected but it still didn’t hurt any less. “Yes…that.” She didn’t dare to say it out loud. Sure, she bragged to her friends how she dumped the loser skater and found herself a new rich boyfriend. But she had to admit, she missed him. And she loved him. God, how she loved him. But he didn’t fit into her lifestyle anymore. Her parents didn’t approve of him and she lived off their money, so she had to do what they wanted her to do. “I know. I…I-I’m sorry. Believe me, I wasn’t trying to hurt you.”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

The You have a funny way of showing it was hanging on Milo’s lips, ready to come tumbling out with all the hurt feelings he had after losing her. But he saw something in her face, in her eyes. He had never wanted to hurt her. He’d loved her so much that he couldn’t breathe or think through it sometimes. Then when she was gone, he’d felt so empty. “What did you think leaving me would do if not hurt me?” He shook his head and felt like she could drop him to his knees with a single look. “I loved you.”

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

[qontemps]

Emiliana almost didn’t want to move. She was too afraid of chickening out. Not that she wasn’t sure of what she had to do; she was. But she almost, almost wanted to ask him to take her back. After all, she did love him. Even if she didn’t show it. Ever. With a quick glance back to the taxi, she followed behind Milo, catching a short glimpse of some skanky blonde coming out of a bus. Once they were alone and away from prying ears, Emi smiled at him, flipping on the charm switch as she had practiced her whole life. “I thought I’d come see how you’re doing. I hate the way things ended between us.”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo stared at her and it was so easy to see the girl that he fell in love with. He had to remind himself the way things ended - which is did when she spoke. “You mean the part where you decided you were done with me?” There had been so many things that Milo hadn’t gotten to say to her and now that she was here, he wanted to say them. He just wasn’t sure that he could. “Because things could have been very different between us. I personally thought I meant more to you.”

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

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As much as she enjoyed seeing him again, the whole anticipation was killing her. The awkward silence and the staring wee straining her patience. With a deep breath, she rested her hand on her hip. “Come on, Milo. Can we just skip the awkwardness and go straight to what matters?”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo was in awe and he wasn’t sure that he fully understood what she said until she was staring at him. He straightened up slightly and shook his head out of the haze. “I uh, yeah. Sure, um.. over here..” He walked off so that they were away from anyone who might overhear them. Pressing his lips together as he rubbed the back of his head, Milo turned to look at Emi. He could finally formulate words. “So what, uh.. what matters?”

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

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The look on his face was as if he had seen a ghost. And she supposed in a way, he had. Even though she could remember clearly the last time they saw each other, Emi knew a long time had passed. Too long. “I hope you can.” Her smile wavered for just a second before it softened. She didn’t want to run him off by coming on too strong. Instead, she shifted her weight from one foot to the other, adjusting the strap on her purse on her arm. “I’m looking for an old…friend.”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo didn’t know what to say, and even if he did know what to say, he couldn’t form the words to say it. He stared, knowing how much she hated staring, but it was all he could do. Finally when he found some semblance of words, he spoke. “Em.” He’d been in love with her and now all that love was just pain from missing her, losing her. “Why..” Milo shook his head, not sure if he was asking why she was here or why she left. 

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Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

This is it. Emiliana finally forced herself to get on the airplane and do what she knew had t be done. She had been keeping track of him for the past six or so months, taking notes of all the places he’s been and all the locations he has filled. In a way, she was quite proud of him. He wasn’t that loser she once knew.  Which meant he also had money, and that made her reconsider her plans. Maybe she could convince him to get back with her. Even if she had to go along with the tour and spend her next few months in that dreadful van. The thought alone made her shudder, but it was a sacrifice she was willing to do in the name of her Christian Louboutins. “Wait here.” She gave her “friend”–really, she was more of an assistant, even if she wasn’t getting paid– a pointed look before stepping out of the car and smoothing down her dress. She walked toward the gathering of vans and instruments laid out on the ground, and just as she was about to approach a roadie to ask for his location, she spotted him across the lot, looking just as handsome as she had seen in the latest People magazine. He made it on the magazine without her by his side, go figure! As she stepped closer to him, she tapped him on the shoulder, flashing him her signature sultry smile. “Excuse me…?”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

“Just make sure it gets done before tonight,” Milo said before the band’s “gopher” ran off with specific instructions. He wasn’t one to often boss people around but before the show tonight, he was going to have to make a few things happen and he needed everyone on their A game. Usually he’d leave it up to Kyle to take care of but he seemed to be too stressed to decide anything. Whatever was going on, Milo didn’t want to get in the middle of it. He walked over to a table with drinks and snacks set up, and he grabbed a water bottle. Cracking open the top, he started to take a drink until he felt a tap on his shoulder and a voice that should have sent every nerve on his body upright. “Sure, can I help...” Milo turned and when he realized who was standing in front of it, everything was numb. He was reminded of the last time he saw her and all the lasts they had. “...you,” he finally finished, stuck to find any other words.

[wannabelyla]

Milo’s voice reached her ears before he stepped into her line of vision. She returned his smile. Lyla wasn’t one to blush, but for a second she almost did. She received compliments on her looks all the time, but they rarely sounds as nice as Milo’s. More often than not, they were sketchy and gross. “Don’t be. Maybe I’ll help you score too.” She leaned in slightly when he kissed her cheek, finding it odd to be treated with such gentleness. Honestly, she couldn’t remember the last time anyone was that nice to her. Turning to stand in front of him, she eyed his outfit with a raised eyebrow. “Though dressed like that, it’ll be a little more difficult.”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

“Hey, have you seen me? I don’t need help to score.” He said with a laugh. He looked down at his outfit and then shrugged. “Yeah, I... Well, can I tell you a secret?” Milo knew he didn’t need the answer so before she even had a chance, he leaned in to speak quietly to her. “All this fancy shit, it’s nice but it’s not everything. I mean, I don’t hate having people scream my name and hotels like this wait on my lazy ass hand and foot. But I grew up somewhere far from me. This really isn’t what I’m used to. Sometimes I look at it and it’s this whole other world and I’m just.. me.” When he realized how real he’d gotten with her, he nudged her arm. “Plus, i’m the drummer. I’m allowed to look a mess.”

[wannabelyla]

For once in her life, Lyla had no clue what to wear to a party. This one was a big deal. Not only was she getting to meet Kennedy, but it was the fucking Rolling Stone party! She had heard of them plenty of times and they were always epic. So she sucked it up and spent her last few bucks on a nice dress and a decent pair of shoes. She would have to hitch hike to her next destination but hopefully it’d be worth it. Once she was dressed and ready to go, she made her way to Milo’s hotel. She didn’t want him to pick her up and see the piece of crap motel she was staying at. She was already well under their life style, she didn’t want to rub salt in the wound. Once in the main hall, she couldn’t help but stare at all the rich, fancy people that passed by, completely oblivious to her presence. Yeah, peasants would always be peasants.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

The Rolling Stone party was supposed to be a blast. There would be a ton of people there, celebrities elbowing with other celebrities, and for as much as Milo appreciated knowing that Rolling Stone was throwing this party for them, a much more basic part of the boy knew that he’d rather spend a night in. But Milo had obligations and he had to be there tonight. Besides, he promised Lyla and even though it was unfortunate that she wasn’t interested in him, he liked the idea of helping his bandmate out and introduce her to a pretty cool - and decidedly very hot - girl. Never one to wear suits, Milo put on a normal shirt and jeans. He was sure someone, be it Kyle or Liv, would get on him about going to a party dressed down but he didn’t care. Drummers were the slackers of the band, everyone knew that. As he stepped foot into the lobby, his eyes found her immediately through the crowd, and a small smile appeared as he walked towards her. “Wow girl, you clean up nice,” he said with a chuckle. “Who knew you could fill out a dress like that? Now I’m definitely jealous of Kennedy tonight.” He put his hand on the small of her back and leaned in to give her a simple peck on the cheek. It only felt right while she showed up looking like that. 

[wannabelyla]

Lyla had to suppress the urge to jump up and down and throw herself into Milo’s arms as a thank you. Really, had she known it was this easy, she would have done it a long time ago! Grinning, she extended her hand in front of her. “You got a deal.” She could have a drink with him if it meant getting to meet Kennedy afterwards. Plus, Milo seemed pretty cool. Not at all like other musicians she had met; and she had met quite a few. “You know, I think this might be the beginning of a great friendship.”

[blondeandstrong]

Really? You have to introduce me to those drummers then.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Your words cut deep, sis. 

[wannabelyla]

“Oh, I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying to ruin your show.” Lyla rolled her eyes, but a smile still etched itself on her lips. Milo’s reaction was exactly what Lyla expected. But his words weren’t. What was it about guys that automatically assumed she was gay just because she was into girls too? She was about to correct him but stopped herself from doing so. If he thought she was gay, he’d get off her back. “What can I say? I’m head over heels.” Her eyebrows rose in surprise, a wide grin spreading across her face. “You serious? That would be awesome.”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

She was snarky, and Milo liked that. He less liked the fact that she was a lesbian but that was for his own selfish reasons. He nodded and for a moment, considered seeing this gorgeous woman getting hot and heavy with his bandmate. While he didn’t have a desire to sleep with Kennedy himself, her being less his type, he was still able to see how hot she was. “Yeah I’m serious. Who am I to stand in the way of true love.. or true lust, as it may be.”

[blondeandstrong]

I’ll make sure she gets her shit together, okay? I already did. At this point, I’d rather avoid him as much as possible.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Okay. Well, like I said, let me know if and when I need to kick his ass. Drummers are known for having a dangerously short anger fuse.

[wannabelyla]

Lyla’s mouth opened to refute him, but it quickly closed again. He was right and she knew him. She had lied to him, played him to get him to take her backstage. Everything he was saying made sense in her head, and she hated that he had her on all of it. She wasn’t one to let a man take the upper hand. His last words brought a little smile to her lips though. She tried to resist it, but it was no use. She wasn’t going to give up, that much was obvious. And the poor guys she strung along had no clue what she wanted from them. “I doubt they’d mind it very much. They seemed to be enjoying my company before you showed up.” With her snark back in place, Lyla crossed her arms over her chest, the movement tugging her shirt down a few inches. “Fine, then. I was after Kennedy.” She stepped closer to him, wanting a front row view of his reaction. “Happy?”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

“They wouldn’t mind it but I need them doing what they do to make sure the show goes off without a hitch. So I’d prefer them not distracted.” He smiled as he watched her and knew that she was about to tell him. He couldn’t help but look down her chest, and then back up when she said the name. His eyes widened, not exactly expecting to hear that. “Oh. Oh! Oh, Kennedy.. Wow, I didn’t.. I wouldn’t have guessed. You don’t look -- Well, I guess gay doesn’t have a real look but.. just, I wouldn’t have guessed.” Well, that would explain why he wasn’t getting any with her. “You know what, how about I do you one better than a backstage pass. After the show tonight, you have a drink with me and then I’ll introduce you. Sound cool?”

[blondeandstrong]

She’ll get better once we go on tour. She won’t have as much free time. He won’t be our manager if I fire him. You know as well as I do that it’s not just the tour. The label has bigger plans for us. Plans that apparently involve him.

I… I don’t know if I can do this, Milo. I can’t be around him.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

I hope so. I’m not cool with screwing up sound check. Maybe you should talk to him. Like you said, this is your band. You should have a say in things. Tell him that him being a dick isn’t okay.