Young Dave Grohl Novels & Stories

Suddenly a spotlight is shining in my face, and I feel like a rabbit caught in the headlamps. “Ah, there she is,” Dave says in his trademark husky voice. “Dude, you didn’t say she was so damn sexy,” he continues, sending a look in Taylor’s direction. What the hell? Dave Grohl knows my name? He thinks I am sexy? No, scratch that…Dave Grohl knows Taylor and has just called him ‘dude’??? I can feel the flush across my face as hundreds of pairs of eyes are now staring in my direction.

Nick is quite stupefied right as he is quite shocked to see his favorite artist while we were boarding earlier. “Hey, do you know where Nick is at right now?” Grey asked Kyle since they haven’t seen him around since boarding the yacht. “I think I saw him earlier below deck, but that was ten minutes ago so I’m not sure,” Kyle replied. “That guy, what is he doing?” Grey said as he was going down the stairs. “Why, what’s wrong?” Kyle asked. “You know that he loves this band right? It’s been his favorite band ever since high school. And now that he has a chance to meet them and get close to them, he hides.” Grey said.

He carried Maya bridal style and walked out of the apartment into his car as they drove to his mansion, where they all belonged, under one roof. 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙙'𝙨 𝙋𝙊𝙑. My name is David Michael Gandy, son of Oscar Gandy and late Doris Gandy. My mother died when I was just two years old of ovarian cancer. Three years later my father married the most kindest woman in existence and a year later my brother Collin was born. I know all of you might hate me now but I am not the villain and neither am I a hero.

“What got you coming back home?” “Nothing, I got off rehearsal early today, so I wanted to pick some of my old stuff on my way to Cherry’s,” he said with a bright smile laced on his freckled cheeks. Dave is a performing arts major and also a popular influencer/blogger on social media. I remember some girls in my department saw me with him one time during our sophomore year and pestered me for weeks for his contact info. Even though we spend little time together, he always seems happy to see me whenever we meet.

I flashed him a smile. "And I am Romeo, the bassist," said the guy with a beanie. "I know you too, but pleased to meet you, Romeo." "While I'm Harold. I do vocals and guitar, and Milo's brother," said the one that is right in the middle. "Hi Harold, of course I know you." I smiled at him. "You seem to be the youngest member, tell me, how old are you?" "About to be eighteen on January." He replied to me, smiling.

What do you think is wrong with DAVE? XOXO.