Trent had liked you- for a while now. He just couldn’t figure you out, though - you attended all of his shows. Always picked up the phone , even in the ungodly hours of the night. Always seemed to be touching him just a little longer than necessary. But- you had a friendship with fellow bandmate, Jesse, that often seemed to blur the lines between friendship and something more. Tonight was one of the nights where the entire band got together with some friends, and he just couldn’t tear his eyes away from the way your legs were draped across Jesse’s, his hand around your waist- barely containing a bitter expression.