Request: PunkEnglandxReaderMore Like This
"Alfred! Why are you bringing me here?!" you whined. The young blonde was dragging you behind him to the building his friend's band was playing in. "Because! You need to get out of that stuffy apartment and start getting out more! Besides, don't you want to be a journalist or something someday?! AND ITS YOUR FRIGGIN BIRTHDAY!" he said with a smile and a wink. You frowned and sighed. He had a point. And to tell the truth you didn't really care about your birthday honestly. It was just another day to you. You had to get used to these types of crowds. Alfred pushed his way to the front of the line. "Hey!" someone yelled. "Sorry!" you yelled over your shoulder. It was very loud. This band must be good, you thought.
Alfred flashed two tickets in front of the man guarding the door. "Go on in." he said. You frowned. You didn't like how you were cutting in front of everybody. "Thank you good sir!" Alfred said as he dragged you in. You sighed. This guy just oozed energy. You wondered how you an