Punk & Pink (Muke)

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Luke:

I sit beside Cassandra in the car and she smiles while her mum keeps talking about how we will take us home. Cassandra didn't want us to drive because she was pretty sure we would be too out of it because we are seeing our favourite band!

Is this real life? Is this happening?

"Okay so you will take the subway too Luke and then I will pick you up there." Cassandra's mum Sabrina says and we nod and leave our yeses so she will know that we understand the plan.

"Now have fun kids" She says and gives us a smile when we leave the car to get lost in between a lot of other people that love the exact same band as us. I follow Cassandra too door number 3 where we will go in together with a lot of other people that are here to see them. I love the feeling of concerts, like being in a place with so many different people and every single one of you are there to support the band or artist that is playing.

I find it pretty awesome how music brings people together.

I can't believe I am going to see my husband! Is this real life? Is this happening? Am I really in the same city as him? At the same place as him?!

This is like that night at the party when Michael noticed me, I never answered him then because I was in so much shock and that was probably the most stupid thing ever because when I finally the morning after decided to answer then he didn't. He probably forgot about me the moment after he sent that message.

I can't believe I let Michael Fucking Clifford slip through my fingers like why would I ever do something like that? Am I really so fucking stupid.... Apparently.

"Oh my god look at all the people, I am going to die" Cassandra says and she honestly looks way too happy for someone that is about to die, so I know that she isn't serious... plus I kind of feel the same way as her.

"Just a few more hours until they open the doors." I giggle out and play a little with my white skirt, I decided to wear a white skirt and my Michael Clifford shirt, it's not one of those with his face on, it's a shirt where it's their Hope Less Romantics logo on the front and his last name on the backside. I absolutely love this shirt.

I have a pair of low light pink converse on because I think they look really good with this outfit so I get a little colour on it, and they also happen to be really nice so I love them... a lot.

Michael:

I giggle a little while Ashton puts the colour in my hair... of course it was a really manly giggle because you know, I am a man...

Ashton isn't the best person at dying hair but he is a really nice dude and I felt like hanging out with him, so if my hair looks awful then I can at least say that I did it for a good time with my friend...

He drops a little of the black dye on my cheek and I try not to move so it fall down my knee. He is fast there with a paper helping me clean it up, that is so nice of him.

"I always liked you in black hair" He says and I think back to the last time I had black hair, it was a while..

"You always say that when I dye my hair back to a colour I have already had once" I say as a matter of fact and he giggles out... a not so manly giggle if I may say so myself.

"That is because I think you look cool in all hair colours, it looks nice on you." He answers just as Jamie walks in to the room.

"Are you fucking serious? Fucking black? Dude what the hell you look so fucking awful in that colour, stop trying to be punk rock the only fucking punk rock thing about this fucking band is me." I hate him so fucking much, can he just go a sit down on a fire? Oh wait that was mean... I am sorry fire you didn't deserve that.