Requested by; miasparts 

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You pulled your flannel closer to your body.

It was only the beginning of the year yet it felt like the whole world had decided to work against you.

You felt like school was collapsing in on you.

Your family was against you.

You felt like you had nothing but music and even then you couldn't listen to it all the time.

You sighed, looking down at your feet as a light breeze blew through the empty park.

You were so caught up in your own thoughts that you didn't see Rachel who was hiding behind one of the slides.

As he was walking home, he spotted you, the melancholy look on your face was one that he could spot from miles away.

He approached slowly, just observing your state for a bit.

It was obvious that something was wrong.

"Y/N, what's up?" He said out loud, coming out from under the slide as he greeted you.

"You looked up at him, your face feeling puffy.

"Heya, Rach." you replied

"What are- uh... What are you doin here by your lonesome?" he asked, kicking at the ground as he stood in front of you.

You shrugged, avoiding his eyes.

"Not having a good day, huh?"

"Not having a good life." you uttered, pulling your flannel closer once more.

Rachel was silent as he plopped down on the bench next to you.

He exhaled.

After a few more moments of silence, you heard the chains on him jingling as he took off his leather jacket.

Without warning, he placed it over your shoulders.

Your eyes went a little wider as his scent filled your nose.

It was strangely... instantly... comforting?

You looked at him.

He knew about all that had been bothering you for a while.

He was one of your closer friends.

One of the ones that actually stayed by your side.

He just didn't know how much it was effecting you.

But he knew one thing.

He could relate.

He had been in your spot and he felt that a lot of the time, too.

He knew it helped to have the other boys in the band, to have some people who were there to help.

He wanted to be that for you.

He wanted to provide that for you.

More than anything else.

He took in a breath, and looked towards you.

"I know how you feel."

You turned a little more towards him, signaling him to continue.

"School sucks. Family sucks. The world sucks. The one thing you love is the one thing that you cant do all the time."

You sat up a little bit.

He had pretty much just listed everything that had been bothering you.

"I've been through that. And I know it only looks like you can fall further and further down..."

He then moved his hair slightly and looked into your eyes.

"But you're doing better than you think."

You swallowed, a small smile perching on your lips.

He gave you one of his dorky yet wonderful grins.

"And you know what..." he said, adjusting the jacket on your shoulders and pushing a small section of hair away from your face.

"When Skid Row kicks off, and we make it, and we get out of here... I'm going to bring you with me." he said.

You already felt the weight lift off of your shoulders.

"Do you mean that?" your hope filled voice said aloud.

He nodded.

"Of course. So don't worry your pretty little head too much about all this temporary shit." he smiled.

"It'll all be gone one day."

You smiled at him.

"Come here." he said, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a tight embrace.

You felt alright.

You genuinely did.

You didn't know how Rachel did it, but he managed to make you feel like the world was on your side, even though just before, it felt the complete opposite.

"There you go..." he said, backing up and looking at your smiling face.

"Now, come over to mine. Sebastian is supposed to be there in a bit, and he's bringing Dave down. A good kick back sounds good, huh?" he offered.

You nodded, standing up and brushing yourself as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

~~~

As you two were approaching his house, you stopped walking and Rachel turned to look at you.

"Rachel, do you mean it?"

"Mean what?" he asked, facing you.

"Will you really take me with you?" you ask.

He looks at you with a light smile.

Then, he leans down and presses his lips to yours gently.

You inhale and press your lips back against his.

As he backed up, he looked into your eyes.

"Yes."