More Than A Hero Ch 01

Yes, finally, a new story. As if it hasn't been said enough, I love drummers. I have no clue why, but I think they are sexy. There, case closed. So what better way to repeat it more than with a story featuring one of my many favorite drummers of all time. This is just the beginning, so don't be disappointed. I love suspense! Hope you all enjoy it!

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All I could hear was the wind rustling through the trees and her soft whimpers. It was the first time I had tears in my eyes for a girl, I was terrified. I blinked a few times to stop it. I held her close as her face was buried in my chest. "Don't worry, you're safe." I repeated a few times. The girl I was holding looked up at me and smiled. "Thank you so much Spencer, how can I ever repay you?" she softly said. I gently wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Nothing, you're safe from that bastard and that's all that matters." I replied. She smiled and hugged me lightly. "C'mon, I'll walk you to your bus." I said as I draped my arm around her shoulder.

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I thought I would never fall for a girl now, after 3 failed relationships I had begun to think it was me who was messed up. I gave up all hope. That was until I met Maela.

My band, Panic! At The Disco, was headlining our first winter tour and we were all excited for what was to come. Unfortunately, our original opening act had dropped out. Leaving us pretty hesitant seeing as I had calls on picking the band this time. Luckily our tour manager suggested one, so I called one of the members and they were delighted to perform. We were off for what would be a very long two and a half months.

When we met up at our first stop in New York I was pretty excited to see if I had made a good decision. Boy was I surprised. The band was called 'The Mistake'. I hadn't seen them up until the afternoon. After our sound check the rest of the guys went off to do some sightseeing but I stayed behind. I sat on the steps off to the side of the stage twiddling with my drumsticks and feeling shitty as usual. Then I heard a soft voice singing. It came closer and closer but I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. It was singing one of my favorite songs so I perked up and looked around.

"Now all those feelings,

those yesterdays' feelings

will all be lost in time

but today I've wasted away

for today is on my mind... "

It was a pretty girl who was walking my way. My jaw was basically hanging open, that's when I thought to myself "THAT PRETTY GIRL IS WALKING MY WAY." I shook my head and stood up, that's when I heard her gasp in shock.

"You just popped up there didn't you?" She said catching her breath. She had a soft spoken voice with an odd accent. I blushed "S-sorry about that." I looked at her for a moment taking her all in with my eyes. She was a very skinny petit girl. She had long wavy dark hair with a few blonde streaks in it, her eyes were the greenest I had ever seen in my life. She had a pink baby doll dress on revealing her arms which looked to be severely bruised. "Hello anyone there?" she said waving her hands near my face. "Uhh...Sorry, I...just...You're pretty?!" I couldn't even begin to think about how stupid I just made myself sound. She giggled and blushed extending her arm out. "No, I'm Maela. You must be?" I took hold of her hand and we shook.

"I'm Smith. Spencer...Spencer Smith."

"Oh, you're the drummer for 'Panic!' right?" she asked.

"Yea, but right now I'm just some random dude who is making a fool of himself." I replied.

"Oh no, I've seen worse."

"Wow!" I smiled, I couldn't get enough of hearing her voice for some reason.

"Yea, I think his name is...Brendon? Yea, Brendon couldn't even speak!"

"Oh yes, B-den he's like that, sorry. Quite a charmer right?" I laughed.

"MAELA!" a loud voice shouted from across the stage. It came from a tall blonde hair blue eyed man who looked as if he worked out a few times a week. Maela turned around and looked as if she was in trouble. She crossed her arms trying to conceal the bruises. He walked closer and handed her a jacket "You know its freezing this time of year here why don't you put on a freaking jacket!?" He looked at me, He looked to be my height, and I was about 6'3" I was a little scared myself though. He glared at me for a second before taking Maela's hand. "Lets go." he said and forcefully pulled her away.

Later that night the show began. It was great, seeing as I didn't feel too exhausted after. Though seeing Maela on stage singing and shredding on her guitar was a big highlight. She was amazing.

It was after the show that led up to this point.

I went outside for a breath of fresh air after. It was dark and pretty cold. But through the chilling wind, I could hear someone crying and screaming. I peeked over the railing, which was pretty high off the ground, and saw Maela and the same guy. He had a hold of her.

"Are you stupid!? What do you think people are going to think when they see your arms huh!?" He growled.

"If you wouldn't hit me so hard there wouldn't be anything on my arms!" She sobbed.

He then slapped her so hard she lost balance and fell over "Oh I can hit you as hard as I want you little slut!"

I made a mad dash down the steps to the scene, thankfully just in time.

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" I shouted. Right then all the anger I had ever felt came out all at once as I punched him in the stomach. It was such a powerful blow that he lost his breath. "THE NEXT TIME YOU COME NEAR THIS GIRL IT WILL BE WORSE THAN THAT!" He then got up and ran off. I looked over to see Maela sitting there and looking at me in awe.

***

The next day went on as normal, but I had no such luck seeing Maela. As the day went by, I became more and more nervous. I tried my best to keep from thinking horrible thoughts of what could've happened. I tapped my drumsticks on the table I was sitting at hoping she would walk in. I heard footsteps, so I looked in the doorway only to find Brendon striding in with a smirk on his face. "Spencer my man," he said pulling a chair next to me and sitting down. "...we have to talk."

"About what?" I gulped and set my sticks down.

"What's with you? You've been acting strange for the past few months. First you sleep like crazy, trying to avoid eating I'm sure, and last night you didn't sleep at all. What's going on?"

"Okay. One, you're stupid if you think I'm starving myself, and two...how did you know I didn't sleep last night you creep?" I replied

"Well you weren't snoring so I just assumed, and...You've gotten skinnier!" He laughed.

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "Honestly B-den, it's not any of that, something happened last night that really hit me. This...girl...she..."

"Maela huh?" He interrupted.

"Yea! How did you know?"

"I couldn't help but over hear her talking to one of her band mates during their sound check. I heard the whole thing! Honestly I thought I had a chance, but boy was I wrong." He put his hand on my shoulder as I began to smile.

"Do you know where she is right now?" I asked

"Yea, she's outside with Ryan, Jon, and a few other dudes skateboarding." He then got up and made his way to the doorway. "You two would really look good together." He winked then walked out.

I quickly made my way to the back lot behind the venue to see everyone laughing at Jon, our bassist, whom was on the ground looking at his skateboard which had looked to have lost a wheel. I looked to find Maela sitting on a bench not too far off from the scene. I walked over and took a seat next to her. She looked over and smiled. "Well I haven't seen you all day."

"Well I couldn't find you."

She giggled. "Well...thank goodness you're here. I just wanted to thank you again for last night. You were like some super hero for goodness sakes!"

"No problem," I replied. "What was with him?"

"You see, his name is Adam, and we were going out for a while...but he had been pretty rough from the start you know, so you came just in time."

"So are you two over?" I asked.

"Yea, I called him and...you pretty much scared him off!"

We both laughed and looked over to see everyone talking and laughing still as Jon remained on the floor trying to fix his wheel.

I crossed my arms in the process my right hand brushed against her arm. She looked over at me and smiled.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" She asked.

"Sure." I replied

We walked for a few minutes with nothing but silence, until we were near the busses. She grabbed my hand and pulled me over planting a long but passionate kiss on my lips. I accepted it by slipping her my tongue. She pulled away and looked at me. I could see a different light in her eyes.

"Whoa...I'm sorry...I just couldn't help myself." She said.

"it's okay!" I said.

She blushed as she looked down and realized we were still holding hands. "I'm sorry Spencer, but ever since I first met you yesterday, I haven't stopped thinking about you. I know it's too fast but..."

I cut her off. "Me too."

We stood in silence again looking at each other, I then grabbed her hand and led her to our tour bus.

Stay tuned!!!