We're young and in love, heart attacks waiting to happen

I remember the first evening of Warped that I and Josh Franceschi had spent together. Both of us were mildly drunk and high as fuck. Me and Josh had been close friends for years, we'd toured together a few times but this tour, this tour changed everything. The evening was dull and grey, neither of us really cared what we looked like. Me? Well I was in my black skinnies and had my space tee on. Josh? He looked gorgeous, simple black shirt and skinnies. Me and Bring Me The Horizon had just been on and next up was You Me At Six. The boys from my band had left, gone out to the tour bus I think, whereas I had stayed to see the show. Josh's voice was like sex. Pure, good, hot sex. It was just dreamy.

He turned around slightly and saw me gazing at him. I blushed, and he just smirked it off. Me and Josh had always flirted with each other, even if we didn't like each other in a romantic way. I don't know if he loved me from that moment on or even before but I sure did. I thought he was nothing less than perfect and after all the shit we both got, I think we deserved to be happy. I wasn't sure at the time whether I was gay or not, but I didn't think I was completely straight, I mean, with the amount of hair product I used, it was hard to tell that I even liked women. Their set wasn't very long, by that I mean, I could've stood there for another hour or so listening to their beautiful music.

But when I turned to leave after they'd finished, I was pleasantly surprised by the hand of Josh grabbing my shoulder. "Long time no see, mate" he said with a grin. God, he was so adorable, so innocent, so untouched. "I've missed you, buddy. You were amazing tonight" I said, giving his fist a soft pump. We were deep in conversation about football and what not when my hand collided with his, sending a pulse of electricity through my body. I looked at him and bit my lip gently. Did he feel that? I hope he did. He blushed the faintest shade of pink and linked arms with me, skipping. "We're off to see the wizard, the wonderful wizard of Oz" we sung, sounding about as tone deaf as a mouse. I offered him a beer in my bus, but when we got there it was deserted. My band must've gone out to the bar. Oh well. I switched on the tv and cracked open two beers, one for me, one for him. I swigged it quickly and reached for another. "Calm down mate, we've got all night" Josh laughed.