Exit Wounds | The Script

For the First Time

*Willows POV*

I clutch at Danny's arm as we walk through the entrance of the looming building and my nerves tighten up again. I'm not entirely sure whether I want to meet Mark and Glen. Part of my does but part of me doesn't and I don't know which side to agree with. I feel adrenaline beginning to kick in as butterflies flutter in my stomach. Calm the fuck down Willow, I sternly tell myself. They are only people. Calm calm calm calm, I chant in my head trying to reassure myself. What was wrong with me? I never used to be this nervous meeting new people, but I guess this is different.  

Danny walks into the building like its his home, he looks so at ease and relaxed here. I suddenly let go of his arm and stop in my tracks. I don't want to do this, I really don't. Danny looks round at me with questioning eyes, "what's up Willow?" He asks, his Irish lilt threaded with worry. "Nnnothing," I stutter nervously. "Come on then, the guys are gonna be wondering where I am!" Dan smiles at me encouragingly and I take a deep breath as I start to walk again. 

As we walk down the foreign corridor, I hear the faint sounds of a guitar being strummed and the drums being warmed up. This is it. 

Dan flings open the door.  

"Hey lads!" 

"Hey Dan!" 

"Mornin' mate!" 

I linger in the doorway and hide behind a storing cabinet, keeping out of eyesight. It's so strange seeing the world famous band all together, it feels like I'm dreaming. They are just acting like normal people would when they meet their mates. Well of course they are, I remind myself, they are normal people! Glen is sitting on his drumming seat and quietly warming up and Mark is sat on the floor surrounded by three electric guitars untangling a mass of cables and speaker wires. 

"Mike says we've got to record at least three songs today," Glen declares.  

"Three?" Dan says in disbelief 

"Yep," Mark clarifies, scratching his famous ginger stubble. "We have to get the album out soon Dan, the fans have been waiting for two years since #3 came out!" 

"Yeah yeah okay" Dan sighs. The three of them then start talking about tours and fans and dates and I feel like I'm wearing an invisibility cloak, I hate the feeling of being there without them knowing that I am. I just feel nosy, rude and inconsiderate. Just as I begin to think about going back to the car and leaving the studio, Dan flips his head to the door, just like he's remembered about me. "Oh guys.. I almost forgot!"  

"Forgot what?" Mark asks with a confused look on his face. 

"What do you mean?" Glen echoes with a crease etched across his forehead. 

"Well, I should have told you guys straight away, but i'd like to introduce to you a new friend of mind who I thought I'd bring along to the studio." Danny suddenly walks over to where I'm standing, puts his hands on my shoulders and steers me to the centre of the room.  

"Guys Id like to introduce to you my new flatmate Willow"  

I squirm beneath Danny's touch and look down at my feet. There is a silence. I look up slowly and Glen and Mark are looking at me with utter confusion, disbelief and can I see anger? Yep anger.  

"Hi" I try to say confidently but my voice comes out as more of a squeak which is barely audible. Way to go Willow way to go, as I cringe at myself. 

"Hey" Glen replies playing it cool and giving me an adorable Glen smile. I quickly return it, and then turn my axe to my feet, examining them like they are the most wonderful thing in the whole world.