Maybe We Are... (Johnnie Guilbert and Damon Fizzy Fan Fiction)

The Session

JOHNNIES POV-

Damon got back on the bus. I looked at him with a puzzled look.

"What was that?" I asked concerned.

"I have no idea." He held out a hand. "Lets head back." He said. I smiled and grabbed his hand. He pulled me up from the couch and into a kiss. He pulled away and did a small smile. I did a small airy chuckle and Damon lead me off the bus.

We walked around and watched Motionless in White's set. Damon was slightly behind me in the crowd. Some stupid girl with blue hair began crowd surfing.

"Hey dumbass, look at the damn sign. NO FUCKING CROWD SURFING!" I wanted to scream. Finally some boy grabbed her and pulled her down. I over heard his screaming at her for crowd surfing.

I felt Damon kiss my cheek. I smirked and looked down. I felt him wrap his arms around my small waist. He reached his left hand around the front of me and on the right side of my face. He turned my head to the left and kissed my lips. We made out in the crowd, as he held his right hand around me. I felt butterflies the entire time.

"Your so cute when your nervous." He said as he pulled away. I felt something poking my back, and I'm almost positive that I know what it was.

I turned around to face Damon and continued kissing him. My arms were straight, and around his neck, crossed behind him. I felt his hands on my narrow waist, grasping my sides. Our lips moved in constant motion until we were both a little... Too excited.

When we finished, we left and by now it was dark. We headed back to the buses and change into sweatpants and tshirts. I crawled into bed and Damon laid next to me. We cuddled as the bus pulled off. I fell asleep in the arms of the person I love most.