Tear it down, break the barricade
Chapter 2:
Mike's POV:
We all screamed along to Suicide Silence to get pumped for the show. Me and Tony attempted to scream properly, getting booed by Vic and Jaime. I ran up on stage, waving my drumsticks in the air as the crowd went wild. I was followed by Jaime and Tony and the screams only got louder. We began to play May These Noises Startle You In Your Sleep and as soon as Vic walked in the crowd went fucking mental.
I walked off the dark stage dripping with sweat when I felt someone jump on my back. I turned my head to find Rian with his arms around my neck, clinging onto my back.
"Hey, it's been a while faggot." He said grinning. "Ew dude you stink!" He said stating the obvious.
"No shit, I've just been playing drums for about 50 minutes." I said, he rolled his eyes as he got off my back. He faced me show off his famous Rian Dawson smile.
Rian's POV:
I watched as Mike exited the stage. He still looked perfect when he was covered in sweat. I shook that thought from my head. As he passed me I jumped on his back, grinning like a fool. What was up with me?
We decided to throw a First Day Of Spring Fever party. I began taking out our endless amount of beer and putting it on the table. Pierce The Veil were the first to arrive. Mike turned up in grey skinnies, a drop dead vest and bashed converse. Oh damn. I bit my lip, then realising I was checking out a guy. He shot me a confused look and a blush crept up on my cheeks as I realised he noticed me. He soon shrugged it off, downing a bottle of beer.
The room was spinning and when I tried to get up I fell on the person who was sitting beside me. Mike laughed and helped me up. Mike has always been good with drink, he could drink twice as much as me and he would still act more sober than I would be. I giggled as he helped me stand up.
"So where you planning on going?" He asked laughing lightly.
"I...I don't really know." I said giggling a lot after. I stumbled over, wrapping my arms around his neck to stop me from falling. I stared up to his perfect features, I pecked his lips, blushing afterwards.
"Alright lets get you to bed." Mike said.
"Nooooooooooooooo." I whined.
"Well then what do you want to-" I interrupted him by pressed my lips to his. Instead of pulling away kissed back, our lips moulding together perfectly. He pulled away and I pouted. "You're cute when you're drunk." He said grinning.
"You're... cute all the... time." I said trying to find the words that wouldn't flow correctly from my tongue.
"Ok, lets get you to bed." He practically caried me through to my bunk.
After setting me in it I whined, "Miiiiiiike, come spoon with me." I giggled, filling the silence.
"Ok, I have one rule, you're the big spoon." He said grinning.
"Fine, deal!" We stripped off into our boxers and I fell into a coma immediatly as I rested my head on my pillow and wrapped my arms around Mike.
We all screamed along to Suicide Silence to get pumped for the show. Me and Tony attempted to scream properly, getting booed by Vic and Jaime. I ran up on stage, waving my drumsticks in the air as the crowd went wild. I was followed by Jaime and Tony and the screams only got louder. We began to play May These Noises Startle You In Your Sleep and as soon as Vic walked in the crowd went fucking mental.
I walked off the dark stage dripping with sweat when I felt someone jump on my back. I turned my head to find Rian with his arms around my neck, clinging onto my back.
"Hey, it's been a while faggot." He said grinning. "Ew dude you stink!" He said stating the obvious.
"No shit, I've just been playing drums for about 50 minutes." I said, he rolled his eyes as he got off my back. He faced me show off his famous Rian Dawson smile.
Rian's POV:
I watched as Mike exited the stage. He still looked perfect when he was covered in sweat. I shook that thought from my head. As he passed me I jumped on his back, grinning like a fool. What was up with me?
We decided to throw a First Day Of Spring Fever party. I began taking out our endless amount of beer and putting it on the table. Pierce The Veil were the first to arrive. Mike turned up in grey skinnies, a drop dead vest and bashed converse. Oh damn. I bit my lip, then realising I was checking out a guy. He shot me a confused look and a blush crept up on my cheeks as I realised he noticed me. He soon shrugged it off, downing a bottle of beer.
The room was spinning and when I tried to get up I fell on the person who was sitting beside me. Mike laughed and helped me up. Mike has always been good with drink, he could drink twice as much as me and he would still act more sober than I would be. I giggled as he helped me stand up.
"So where you planning on going?" He asked laughing lightly.
"I...I don't really know." I said giggling a lot after. I stumbled over, wrapping my arms around his neck to stop me from falling. I stared up to his perfect features, I pecked his lips, blushing afterwards.
"Alright lets get you to bed." Mike said.
"Nooooooooooooooo." I whined.
"Well then what do you want to-" I interrupted him by pressed my lips to his. Instead of pulling away kissed back, our lips moulding together perfectly. He pulled away and I pouted. "You're cute when you're drunk." He said grinning.
"You're... cute all the... time." I said trying to find the words that wouldn't flow correctly from my tongue.
"Ok, lets get you to bed." He practically caried me through to my bunk.
After setting me in it I whined, "Miiiiiiike, come spoon with me." I giggled, filling the silence.
"Ok, I have one rule, you're the big spoon." He said grinning.
"Fine, deal!" We stripped off into our boxers and I fell into a coma immediatly as I rested my head on my pillow and wrapped my arms around Mike.
Notes
Ok so I typed this up, then I pressed some weird button on my keyboard and it all deleted so this chapter sucksi rushed it, im sorry:(
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8/11/13