You went to your best friends house as always like any other day. You spent every day there since you were 6, you just basically live there.

You never knocked when you entered the house, and you decided not to knock today either. As you walked towards your best friend's bedroom, you saw her older brother's, Leslo, bedroom door slightly open, just enough so you could see inside.

It looked like he was setting up his electric guitar, he slowly put everything together and started playing. You had no idea Leslo was that good.

You started getting closer to the door so you could see and hear better.

"You know it's rude to stare, sweetie, right?"

Leslo said as he kept his eyes on the guitar. You opened the door and took a step inside, trying to ignore what he just said.

"Have you seen Adriana?"

You asked, trying to change the subject.

"She's not home."

Leslo answered, looking you up and down while smirking.

"Do you want a turn?"

Leslo asked.

"I don't know how to play the electric guitar..."

You said softly before hearing him chuckle.

"Come here, I'll show you, sweetheart."

He said before tapping his lap. You sat on his lap as he guided you on how to play. After an hour or so of practice, you got a little better at playing, so you did a little dance to celebrate. You heard a slight groan on your ear and you turned your head around to check if Leslo was okay.

"Please try not to move, sweetie..."

He whispered, and that's when you realized... there was something kinda hard under you as you sat on his lap.