Parties. Oh how you hated parties. Yet here you are, at a party. The only reason you're here at all is because your friend dragged you here. She basically begged you to come because she didn't want to go alone, and she was also close friends with the person who was hosting the party. That's a whole other story. The guy who's hosting the party is Kellin. You aren't too familiar with him, only having heard about him through the friend that dragged you to this stupid party. From what you've heard about him, he seems nice enough, and you've heard about his band too.

She drags you through the party, introducing you to random people that you don't care to remember at all, each person appearing no different than the last in your eyes. Until she gets to him. Him being Kellin.

She walks over to him, her grasp on your wrist tight, and smiles as she speaks.

"This is my friend Kellin, Kellin this is my friend."

She says with a grin.

"Hey," Kellin holds his hand out for you to shake. "I've heard a lot about you, it's nice to finally meet you." He says, shaking your hand, his hold on your hand lingering for a moment before he pulls it away.

"Oh- I'm gonna go get a drink. I'll be right back!" Your friend says, quickly darting away to go get drunk.

He smiles, shaking his head as he watches her walk away, his gaze then falls back on to you. He obviously takes a very quick liking to you.

"So," he starts with a slight smile. "I take it she's told you about me too? Definitely stuff about how totally awesome I am right?" he says in a slightly joking manner, his smile getting bigger.