Did I get this straight?
Do you want me here
As I struggle through each and every year.
And all these demons, they keep me up all night.
They keep me up all night 

*Jack's p.o.v*

I groaned as I aimlessly walked into school. Only a few people were wondering around the halls, getting to their form rooms. I shrugged my shoulders low, my worn out converse dragging along the dirty corridor floors. I didn't have much sleep last night. I was up all night searching through blink's live shows. I basically screamed when I found out they were playing near me, but then I remembered I wouldn't get to see them anyway.

You see, my mum's money has stopped for a month because some reason. So there is no way she's going to pay a hella lot of money for me to see 'just a band'.

I don't think my mum truly understands what that 'just a band' means to me. I bet blink's consent would've been cool. If only I was there

I sadly opened the door to my form room, seeing the same faces again. I sighed quietly, and sat at the back.

I rested my head down on the cold table, not bothering to take my bag off. I closed my eyes for a second to them ripped open by my name being called on the register.

"Here," I mumbled quietly, not lifting my head up from the desk.

"JACK?!" My teacher, Mrs Harrison, shouted my name again. Everyone looked my way and I groaned.

"I'm here for fuck's sake." I sighed, fed up of having to repeat myself.

"Well answer me next time. And watch your language." She glared before going back to calling other students' names out.

You're probably wondering why I'm this moody. Well, let's just say... Blink-182 are playing near me (like, literally just out the city I'm in) this Friday. Friday is in four days, and I'm getting worked up and depressed because I won't be seeing them.

The bell to the end of form room went and I steadily got up from my seat. As I looked up, I could see my best friend, Zack, waiting for me outside. I smiled, knowing that he could possibly get my mind off Blink.

But I was wrong. All of my first two lessons I couldn't get my mind off them. They are my drug; I constantly need blink. I tried listening to Zack and my other friends, but I just couldn't concentrate on them. Instead, I would fantasies on how I would be front row and Mark would literally pick me up and hug me. But that'll never happen.

Now it's break, and still, they are not out off my head. I starred down at the table, drowning out my friends' voices.

"Hey, Mark. Pick and lick," Tom smiled into the microphone, looking over to Mark and fiddled with his guitar.

"Dood, all these guys are sweaty, I'm not licking them." The crowd seemed disappointed as Mark spoke them words. Tom gasped and had shock on his face.

"Mark, you're sweaty and I'd lick you," Tom smirked, and then looked through the crowd. His eyes were away from me and I was begging him with my heart to look at me.

"I'll tell you what..." Tom said into the microphone, his voice making most girls' tits fall off with how sexy it is. I starred long and hard at Tom. Then, he looked at me, straight in the eyes. I felt my heart race as he put his microphone on the stand and started walking in my direction.

"I'm going to lick that sexy guy, the one with sexy black and blonde hair." My mouth dropped, my heart beating faster than ever. The security guy pointed to me and Tom nodded. Oh god, oh god, oh god.

The security guard lifted me over the railings and walking me around the side of the stage and up the stairs. Oh my god! What's happening? Is this real? Fuck, these nerves.

"Come here, kid." Tom said, guiding me in with his index finger. The crowd cheered as I finally walked in view. I carefully walked over to my idol, my body shaking like an earthquake. Don't fall, don't fall, don't fall.

As I got to Tom, I starred at him. The crowd were chanting "Lick him, lick him lick him." Tom grabbed the side of my cheeks and licked-

"Jack!" I shook my head, the table washing the view of my daydream. I carefully lifted my head up, my eyes looking around the table. Everyone was starring at me with a glare. By everyone, I mean Matt and Zack. I frowned, sad that they have just broke me from my exciting daydream.

"Jack, were you even listening to me?" Matt spoke, looking at me dead in the eyes. I ducked my head, shaking it, telling Matt no. I heard him sigh.

"What's up with you today, Jacko, you've seemed down all day." Zack asked. I lifted my head up to my muscular best friends.

"I just- I just really want to see Blink, but my mum hasn't got the money and shit. So I've been in a shitty mood because it will be years until they come back here." I pouted down at my knees. I could feel Zack starring at me and I sank lower.

"Hey, you will get to see them at some point." Zack said smoothly, rubbing my back. I shifted, my mood going down lower.

"Yeah, at some point." I groaned, getting off my table. I guess the bell is going to go soon anyway. Zack, nor Matt didn't stop me, so I continued walking away.

"I guess someone doesn't want to go to see Blink with me then." Zack said loudly to Matt. I gasped, stopping in my tracks. I haven't walked that far from them, so I heard it clearly. I turned around, seeing Zack's smirk on his lips. I was a fish, my mouth opening and closing. I walked over to them with a cocked eyebrow. I stood beside Zack, confused as to if he actually said that.

"Whatcha say?" I asked, a confused tone in my voice. He wouldn't of really said that would he.

"Well, I was saying to Matt about me taking you to see Blink with me, but you walked away so I guess you didn't. Nothing important." Zack answered clearly, shrugging. I froze, my breathing uneven. He didn't. He didn't just say that.

"Y-You were going t-to take me to see b-blink?" I asked, sputtering. I watched Zack nod slowly.

"And-And are you g-going to?" I asked, squinting my eyes shut in case he said no.

"Of course, unless you don't wan-"

"Oh myyyy god. I love you. I love you so much. Thank you thank you." I screamed, climbing on Zack and kissed him on the lips, literally. Zack just sat there as I was in his laps, my hands squashing his cheeks. I planted random kisses all over his face, repeating thank you andI love you until Matt had to literally pull me off Zack.

"Jack, Jack calm down." Matt giggled, holding me away from Zack. I turned my body and hugged Matt. Matt seemed to be confused, but hugged back.

"I love you guys." I mumbled into Man's chest. Matt pushed me away with a fake disgusted face.

"I don't know how many times I said this to you...I am not gay." Matt scoffed for a second before smiling, his lip ring shining. I chuckled and looked at Zack. I hugged him tightly, mumbling a thank you once more.

"Yeah, well, you better save me some cookies next time I go around yours." Zack warned, laughing. I smiled and pulled back. I was nearly crying. I love my friends so much.

Notes

Annnd another fic from me. This one is different though c: Also, I'm looking for someone to co-write (co-author. Whatever xD) With. So if you want to write this with me (probably not) then just message me.