d i a r y • Murdoc x 2D

d i a r y ; 21

I woke up in a room, it was nice actually. I got up from a comfortable bed, in front of me was a wooden table with a typewriter, a few blank sheets on it. A black lamp and a green wheel chair as well, I shook my head, i looked at the rest of my surroundings as well. On the floor was a green rag holding my stuff, the diary on top as always. 

I heard a knock on my door, they opened it before I could even respond. Murdoc appeared with a smile on his face. I looked at him in awe, I hadn't seen him in almost 2 months, it may seem like a short time as i wrote all the situations on here but really this all happened in two months. 

I got up, slowly walking over to him, I thought I was dreaming. He smiled, so did I. I ran, his arms reached out and so did mine. They wrapped around me, I could hear his heart beating fast, I buried my head in his chest since he's taller than me. I started crying, I missed him so much. His deep rough voice ringed into my ears; "It's okay, I'm here now, don't cry pretty boy. Everything will be just fine" 

His hands went through my hair, I smiled and looked at him, all I wanted to do was kiss him, for a very, very long time. He leaned in, his lips touched mine, for a second. Noodle knocked on the door making me jump and making Murdoc chuckle under his breath. 

 I knew it was Noodle since she always knocks hard, especially on wooden doors. She opened the door, she looked stunning. Noodle was wearing see through pink & blue glasses, pigtails and a blue furry sweater with a black skirt and white-brown short heeled boot like shoes. She smiled, Noodle is a precious member in our band, being the only female and youngest one as well. 

Murdoc rubbed his back since she hit him (well the edge of the door did) as she opened it. "Sorry!! , Russel saying Dinner almost ready. Come downstairs now, he said."  Noodle's English isn't very good but its better than it was five years ago. 

Murdoc and I nodded and went downstairs, the kitchen was filled with a thick gas that smelled like stake. The kitchen also had a wooden small table with a glass; holding ashes and cigarettes. Many magazines of our bands, early years and until now. I picked one up that said "GORRILLAZ ARE BACK! AND BETTER THAN EVER, RELEASING A NEW ALBUM IN THE UPCOMING YEAR!" My eyes widen, not because of the typo in our band's name but because I wasn't even informed that we were making a new album. 

Yes, it had been almost 8 years but the upcoming year was now from what the year said on the magazine. I looked over to Noodle with my eyes still widen, she stepped back slowing, running up to where I presumed was her room. I looked over at Russel, he looked at me as well but then quickly went back to what he was doing. I then looked over at Murdoc, he raised his eyebrows and smiled.I squinted my eyes, I didn't want to fight with him, not right now so I kept it to myself. 

A/N
What's good fuckers I'm crying over Michael Jackson once again