The Music Freaks Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Mike dragged me back from my dream land when he said, "So what kind of music do you listen to, l like listening to music as l drive, it helps me relax and focus better...since l'm with you, I want to play whatever you like" I was shocked, l mean wow, this guy had to be on another level of perfection. I told him l was a proud die hard Sia fan and he looked dare l say, quite impressed. "Don't tell me you're a fan too", l said in disbelief. "oh noo, not really....it's just, so many girls seem to like her. My younger sister is an all time fan too. So.. How can I put it?.. I just yeah.. Like know a few of her songs"

Like eating food that you knew would bother your stomach, but you just really want to know how it tastes. The music was soft and dark, seductive in its mellow but unsettled melody. The lyrics rang out like deep-toned incantations—which, in a sense, they were. All songs, even mortal ones, had their brand of magic. But fae music was something else entirely. Sy's music brought to mind foggy moors and forgotten caverns, filthy rock club basements and desolate rural ruins. It was dark and full of memory, laden with a yearning that might be called hunger rather than affection. There was a kind of shadowy, unspeakable yearning in the music, and I felt it slither coldly in the pit of my stomach. It

I munched on my BLT dreamily, enjoying the delicious mayo I'd slathered on. Morocco narrowed his hazel eyes. “You don't appreciate real music, Evanna. Necrosis is like ecstasy electrified.” He ate his kabobs sagely. “No, it's the sound dumpster trucks make when they're mating. Es horrible!” I tuned out of the conversation, watching as Angus and the Meatheads, cheer squad in tow, entered the courtyard. Baxter was at the fore. He smiled cockily, winking at me. I grinned. Namretha looked up from her homework and raised her eyebrows in question.

That sounds homophobic, but fuck, I thought he's straight. I grabbed my phone and played a random song in a blatant attempt to appease the growing anxiety I'm going through. The music starts until I realized it was a song by Mary MacGregor. What the actual fuck! I shut my phone off then threw it on my bed. Can the sky crash on me right now?

The writing was faintly visible on the paper, but not a single word had shown up. It turned out, I had accidentally given him a pen meant for pranking my best friend the kind where the ink disappears after an hour. That was the first and only time the top student Kai ever received an F. The unprecedented humiliation etched my name deeply into Kai's memory. In the second semester of my junior year, the school organized a music festival. I seized the opportunity and stood on the stage to perform my self-composed rap. Seventeen-year-old Chloe was wild, and the lyrics were filled with recklessness and rebellion towards life.

I said with a smile. He nodded. “You weren’t the only one who wanted to get away from the Winterfall Pack, and I applied and got accepted, so here I am. I’m majoring in music.” “That’s great.” “I want you to be my muse again.” I shook my head. “I don’t think that can happen.” “What if it can?” He moved closer. “You don’t have to do anything else, and I’ll be here. My life has never felt complete without you in it.”

"We always get the munchies And we go for early brunches That turn into late lunches And we ain't got a label We're just rolling with the punches I make fun of your belly And tell you to do some crunches And you say "yeah, well your ass jiggles Go and do some lunges" I say "fuck you" While I'm thinking of you as my husband, hmm" This band is being favored with her situation. Just like in her stories when her character having a sweet confession with another character, they have a music background. And thanks to this school fest she's feelin' it right now. "LET US FALL INLOVE AND NOT TELL EACH OTHER ABOUT HOW WE FEELIN'!"

But how could anyone fail to cherish that which brings happiness to the soul? When the music faded, Chris stood craving for more. The feeling was too good to be simply over and he couldn’t accept it lasted no more than a single song. Other songs came on the speakers, but it didn’t match the state of spirit he found himself in. He felt the magic breaking when the beat of electronic music started pumping into his ears and felt the anger boiling inside from being taken away from the bliss he found himself in. “Man, your girl’s got some wicked moves on that thing” Marcus comment served to shatter the last piece of fantasy he was holding on to, and he turned to the man with an impassive expressio

. . . Mum turned up the volume on the car stereo, connecting her phone to the Bluetooth. “Let's put on some music,” she said cheerfully. “The drive is long. This playlist should keep us entertained.” The music boomed through the speakers — loud, upbeat pop songs that filled the entire car. Perfect. Jake grinned against my ear. “They can’t see us now,” he whispered. “And with the music this loud… they won’t hear us either.” He gripped my hips and started thrusting up into me, fucking me hard and deep while the music blasted.

If only he wasn’t dating my best friend… “Thank you, Caine. You’ve…kind of changed,” I said with difficulty, stealing glances at him to see what effect that had on him. He was smiling uncontrollably. “Yeah…yeah I know,” he muttered. He took out his bag and brought out a music player. “What…the world would know we’re here,” I chuckled, watching him set it up. “Then let them,” he said. He played a series of music, making a horrible performance before me as he swayed from one end to the other, spreading his arms and throwing grasses at me like they were flowers. I didn’t join until the music was switched to something familiar.