Lyla

Lyla Marie Cartwright Queen Of Noise's biggest fan. Someday you're gonna scream my name.

[qontemps]

Blast From The Past | Emi/Milo/Lyla

[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.”

[qontemps]

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.

[wannabelyla]

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.

[qontemps]

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.

[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?”

[oneandonlythea-blog]

OOC.

This marks a 3 month time jump…..

[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]

Lyla was about to say yes to his secret, but Milo didn’t even give her time before he started speaking. She was quiet for a moment, slightly stunned by his admission. Since they weren’t very ‘big’ yet, there wasn’t much information about them out there. But Lyla always assumed the Queen siblings were loaded. For one, their last name was Queen. And secondly, they all made it on their own. This revelation only made Lyla like them even more; especially Milo. Maybe he could relate to her after all. And now she felt ridiculous about spending all her money on a stupid dress. Great. She gave him a soft smile, deciding to leave her comments on his past for another time. If they were going to a party, she didn’t want to make it gloomy. His nudge made her laugh. “I’m gonna look better than you. The paps will have a field day with you. Speaking of which, are we going or?” She raised a brow at him; though she was just messing with him.

[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]

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.”

[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]

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.”

[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.”

[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?”

[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]

“Well for one, of the two of us, I didn’t lie to you.” Milo explained with a simple rise of his shoulders. That seemed to be a good enough reason for her to believe him. “I’m not the type of guy to lead you on for my own entertainment. Besides, you’ve come back to multiple shows so clearly this means a lot to you and we always have free backstage passes lying around.” Finally he started grinning. “Besides, if I don’t, you’ll keep leading on the stage guys until you get there so I may as well cut it short for you.”

[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]

Milo reached up and scratched at the little bit of stubble that was growing on his cheek. He’d need to shave at some point but really, the shaggy thing worked for drummers. And him. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. Maybe I am a bit of a dick but I’m a guy. That just comes with the territory.” He shrugged, “But now that I know you’re into someone else…” But as he left the sentence hang, and he heard her stop herself, he narrowed his eyes and know a very quick way he hoped would get her to open up. “I’ll bring you backstage if you tell me.”

[wannabelyla]

Lyla’s head shook, her mood souring by the second. She knew guys like Milo didn’t give a damn about girls like her. So why he was so interested in knowing who she was into really made no sense. But his suggestion perked her interest, her eyebrows raised in a curious manner. “You mean that? I tell you the name and you let me in?” Her last shredded hope seemed to not be a complete loss. If Milo really did follow through, that is. “How do I know you mean it?”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo listened to Lyla and found himself drawn in by that look on her face. Or maybe it wasn’t her face. Her eyes. She had beautiful eyes. He hadn’t really paid attention to that the first time they met. He’d been too focused on her body. “You could have just said that,” he said, leaning back against an amp. His arms crossed his bare chest and he shrugged his shoulders. “I may be a guy but I’m not a total dick. So who was on your radar? If you’re looking at our manager, he’s kind of an ass so I wouldn’t suggest that.” Plus, there was a messy story between Kyle and Milo’s sister. He didn’t add that part out loud though. 

[wannabelyla]

A slight scoff escaped Lyla’s lips, her eyes narrowing on Milo. “Seriously? Would you really have paid me any attention if I told you I wanted you to help me meet someone else? Please.” She tried to look irritated, but her eyes drew in on his chest, and the way the muscles on his arms flexed when he crossed them. She shook her head, glancing over his shoulder. “That’s not--he’s hot but not my type. Too corporate for me. I was hoping I’d meet--” Lyla was about to tell him. But at the last minute she stopped herself. “Just forget about it.” After the way Kennedy was all over that blonde, there was no chance in hell she’d get to hook up with the other brunette.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo nodded at the guys and once they nodded back, they took the hint and excused themselves. He just watched the girl for a minute, arms cossed over his chest. Once the roadies were gone, he perked a brow at her. “Here I thought you were better than flirting with poor helpless roadies. You know, considering last time you called me an asshole and then ditched me once I got you in the party.” He nodded. “Nothing personal? Alright. So what was so important you had to blow me off?”

[wannabelyla]

Yup. Off they went and with them, Lyla’s chance at getting backstage again. Just her goddamn luck. “A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do.” To top it off, Milo seemed pissed. With good reason, but still. His hurt feelings or bruised ego were not her priority, no matter how bad that sounded. “Look, you’re not the one I was planning on ending the night with, okay? You’re nice and all, but I had other...plans.” Her shoulders lifted in a shrug as her lips pursed in a frown. “If it makes you feel any better, my plans fell through, so.”

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Even if it weren’t for the after party, Milo was sure that he would have slept in. His life pretty much centered around eating, sleeping, playing and lately, avoiding his sister’s ex who was now in charge of them. He didn’t want any part in any of that so he kept his head down and just did what he knew to do. No one really paid him too much attention. Unlike the girls, Milo was the drummer and that awarded him some level of anonymity. Basically, he could go out and act like a fool and it wouldn’t effect the band too much. Drummers were expected to be a little on the loopy side. He got up late, rolled out of bed and considered whether he wanted to get a shower or eat first. When his stomach grumbled, he knew the decision was made for him. Pulling on a pair of jeans, Milo head out of the hotel. He stopped by to see if the breakfast bar was still open but it had closed a few hours earlier. While he could have opted for room service, the sight of a McDonalds across the street drew him out of the hotel. He was heading back when he spotted Kyle in the hotel lobby so he chose to wander around instead, and went into the concert hall they’d have rehearsals at. It wouldn’t be too long before they’d have to do so anyway so he may as well waste some time. As he munched on a quarter pounder with cheese in one hand, he heard a voice that was somewhat familiar, enough that it stopped him in his tracks. Milo walked backwards a few steps and when he saw her, he couldn’t help himself. “Yeah, the biggest reward is that this pain in the ass walks away from you once she gets what she wants,” he called out behind her. 

[wannabelyla]

Lyla had them eating out of the palm of her hand. She was sure they would get her in with no problem. Even if she had to give each a kiss or two, it’d be worth it. Seriously, she was about ready to jump up and down like a squealy fangirl when she heard a voice coming from behind her. She went still for a moment, watching as the two men eyed her warily. With a deep breath and a smile, she turned around, spotting the drummer right away. “Aww, don’t tell me you’re still upset about that.” Pretty sure her shot was blown with those two, Lyla moved away from them and toward Milo, hands raised in the air. “I swear it was nothing personal.”

[wannabelyla]

After her major failure at the after party, Lyla didn’t waste too much time to clean up her slightly wounded ego. Sure, Kennedy was too interested in some blonde chick that totally looked like the real life version of Barbie and even made her slightly tingly, but fuck that. She wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Not after all the hard work she put into actually getting to that party. The band was resting up for their second gig at that location, which meant the crew only had some minor cleaning up to do. That gave Lyla the perfect opportunity.

As soon as she was fully awake and had some coffee in her (meaning it was probably well past noon), she marched out into the now empty site and put on her best smile the second she found a couple of roadies chatting in a corner. Her approach had their heads turning before she even spoke and the way they eyed her told her it’d be an easy job. “Hey guys. Can I borrow a lighter? I think I lost mine last night. The show was crazy.” Her interpretation of a bubbly fan seemed to work right away and soon enough, she was lighting up a cigarette and hanging out with them. “Say... Think you can sneak me into the show tonight? I’d love to get a closer view. I promise there’ll be a reward...” Leaning back against the wall, she looked at the men through her lashes, teeth nibbling on her lower lip. She had them hooked and she knew it.

[teen-wolf-archive]

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Milo found himself enjoying Lyla’s company, however brief. He thought about how every other girl would start squealing about him and the music - and while the narcissist in him really liked that, having someone to just talk to while making flirty comments was unique. He looked over at the body guard as it seeing what he thought and then looked back at her. His arm snaked around her shoulders and he pulled her close to his side. “I guess if you’ve been to all of them, it would only be right to bring you to at least one after party. Here.” He held his hand out to the guard who passed him one of the backstage passes that would allow her access to the party. He slipped it on over her head. “I think I might like you, Lyla. Let’s go have a few drinks.”

[wannabelyla]

Lyla leaned closer to Milo when his arm circled her shoulders, pleased that her moves were having the expected effect. Part of her felt bad for using him, since he was being nice. She half expected him to start groping her the second she got close. “I think so too. She helped him slip on the backstage pass, her hand wrapping around the ticket as if her life depended on it. Which in a way, it did. “Yeah, let’s.” She followed him into the building, the sudden noise of the music blasting nearly deafening her. The second she stepped inside, her eyes scanned the crowd, searching for the girl she was after. It took a couple of minutes, but eventually, she found her on the far corner of the room, talking to someone she couldn’t see. “Hey, how about a rain-check on those drinks? Thanks!” Patting him on the chest, she disentangled herself from him and started moving forward through the crowd, forgetting all about Milo’s existence and solely focused on finding her before she lost her again.

[drummerboymilo-blog]

Instead of thrusting her breasts in his face like the rest of the groupies, she simply introduced herself and that in and of itself was different than what Milo was used to. Maybe that’s why he was effortlessly picked her. Plus the name calling but that was neither here nor there. Lyla. Nice, he thought. He was going to introduce himself but if she was at the show, she knew his name most likely. At the mention of the party, he chuckled, “Is that your clever way of trying to get an invite, Lyla?”

[wannabelyla]

Lyla had never wondered what Milo smelled like, but being up close to him like that, she found herself enjoying his scent. It was a mix of sweat and cologne, but still. If her goal wasn’t the band’s bassist, she wouldn’t mind taking the drummer for a spin or two. Glancing over at him, she gave him a cheeky smile with a shrug. “Maybe.” She dragged out the word, laughing lightly with him. “I’ve been to all of your shows, I think I deserve it. Don’t you?”