[A\N: This is my first Blood on the Dance Floor fan fiction, so please don't judge me about it. Other than that we're all good -Olivia]
*_Jayy's Point of View_*
After the finally song tonight I was worn out and I was sure that so was Dahvie. I was so close to collapsing on the ground from exhaustion in front of all our fans. Dahvie was playing some game on his phone as we walk to the tour bus.
"Dahvie what the hell are you playing? The music is so annoying," he rolls his eyes at me, asshole. I punch his arms, he looks at me giving me the are you fucking serious look. Dahvie puts his phone in his back pocket, he wraps his arm around my neck and puts me into a deadly headlock.
"Let go you little bitch," I try pulling myself out the headlock, but his grip got tighter.
"What was it that you wanted Jayy? I didn't quite hear you," he smiles slyly at me.
Before I could say anything our little 'play-time' was interrupted by one of the security guards. "You two get your asses to the tour bus and stop fooling around or else we'll be off schedule tomorrow," he sounds like our tour mangers.
Dahvie let me go. I brush my black V-neck off and began to walk again. Dahvie was not to far behind me. I look back at him and I felt something deep down that felt too happy for my taste, but neither the least the feeling is pleasurable.
"Jayy, why are you starring at me, it's getting creepy, even for me," I didn't realize that I was still starring at Dahvie. I mumble my apologize and look down at my shoes.
We finally make it too the bus and I make a B-line to my bunk. I didn't dare make any I contact with Dahvie. What was I feeling for Dahvie? I was so baffled at the warm feeling, but my mind was too weary to think anymore.
"Goodnight," I call out to him. I pause, waiting for him to call back to me.
"Goodnight," he calls back and we were both off to sleep.
^^^
The next morning I woke up feeling like a zombie. I hear a loud thumping noise from out side and I peep my head out. I look down to see Dahvie laying on the ground groaning and swearing.
"What happened?" I ask him nonchalantly. He groans some more.
"I rolled out of that's what happened you prick," he rolls over on his tummy so he could push himself up. I try to suppress my laughter, but I failed miserably.
"How the hell did you do that you dingus?" I ask between my laughter.
Dahvie flips me the bird and that makes me laugh harder. Dahvie pulls me off my bunk, I pull him down with me. Dahvie lands on top of me, our faces were only inches apart from each other. I swear I felt mt heart race, it never done that before.
"Guys get ready, we have a meeting today," I hear our manger, Ryan, outside the bus.
"Oh- Um..." We both shift awkwardly around each other, but we were finally able to get up. I grab a pair of my dark ripped up skinny jeans and my black Slipknot T-shirt.
Dahvie came out of the bathroom in one of our own band T-shirts and denim jeans that are a little bit snug on him. Damn he looked hot- I need to get these gay thoughts out of my head. He's straight and we're nothing more than best friends.
"Ready to go?" he looks at me.
"Nice shirt," I snicker.
"You know what Jayy? Shut the fuck up, no one gives a shit," he says all sassy. That made him two times more attractive- damn it! There I go again. Why can't I just expect that we'll never be together?
Our manager returns, knocking on the door again. "Dahvie, Jayy are you guys ready to go?"
"Yes," we say in unison. We look at each other for a split second and shrug our shoulders. I was the first one to the door. I open it and took a step out. Off to the recording studio for us.
^^^
After the studio Dahvie and I went out to find a Hot Topic for a new band T-shirt. I think we have an addiction to them. We pull up to the mall, I put on my sunglasses and put up my hood. Dahvie does the same and we head inside.
We wander around the mall till Dahvie finally spots a Hot Topic. We walk over and head inside, I look at the back wall, browsing the different T-shirts. I glance over at Dahvie, he was looking at the belts. He looks up and I face away as quickly as I could.
He walks over towards me. "Jayy, what looks better this one or this one?" He holds up a black belt with bloody skulls on it and another belt with bullets on it.
"I think the one with skulls on it, imagine getting patted down at the airport with that on," I chuckle a little bit.
"Yeah, that would be pretty to hard to explain. Plus I think in our costume box we have one that looks just like this," he agrees, blushing a little.
I pick out a Nirvana T-shirt and some black eyeliner. I look over at Dahvie and he was looking at thin, black leather gloves. He shakes his head and walks to the register. His birthday was coming up and I forgot to get him a present.
I sneakily walk over towards the gloves and pick them up. I pay for my shit and we leave. We are now heading for a Spencer's. We enter the store finding nothing interesting and we leave. Dahvie and my tummy were rumbling.
I pull out my phone it is around lunch time. We make our way to the food court. I was in the mood for some pizza and I guess so was Dahvie.
"I'll buy our lunch," I offer. He opens his mouth to say something, but I cut him off by saying, "my treat. What kind of pizza do you want?"
"Pepperoni pizza, my good fellow," I laugh and walk towards the place where it sells pizza. I order us both Cokes and pepperoni pizza.
"I'm back mother fucker," I notice that Dahvie was in his own little world. He doesn't answer me or add any sarcastic comment. "Dahvie," I smack his cheek.
"Jayy! What the hell?" He screeches at me and I laugh a little. He smacks me back and that made me laugh some more.
"I got food," I calm down a little bit, but not so much, if that makes any sense at all.
I place the food and drinks down on the table. I immediately take a bite, I was starving, then again I didn't have breakfast. Dahvie was in his own little world again, mindlessly taking a bite of his lunch. I pull out my phone and start to record.
He brings the pizza to his mouth again, he misses his mouth and there is pizza sauce all over the side of his face, and I start laughing hysterically. Dahvie shakes his head.
"What's so funny?" He then looks at his pizza then back at me. "Fuck you," he whips the sauce and licks his thumb. I felt myself get hard in my pants, not to mention they're skinny jeans and it'll show more. I'm so lucky.
I think of a pineapple and my boner went away. What, pineapples are boner kills, so is thinking of your grandmother in the nudes. I shudder, why the hell would I think of that?
^^^
We go back to the bus and we begin to prepare for the concert tonight, the final one here. I was putting on my make-up and I look at Dahvie. We nod and head out ready to preform.
[A\N: I'm sorry this is shit, but I tried and the chapter is extremely long, I'll try keeping that up
Word Count: 1378
Song For This chapter: Bittersweet! By Panic! At the Disco
-Olivia, @MrsJahvie
