Band One Shots

Pierce The Veil~Tony & Melissa

This one shot is for one of my favorite HU one shot authors, PastelBi-tch sorry it's so short but I had major writers block for a long time. I hope that you still like it though. :)

Melissa laid back on her bed with her earbuds plugged in, her faded burgundy hair spilled out around her on the pillow as she watched the newest Pierce The Veil interview. She smiled to herself when the camera focused in on Tony Perry, ever since she had first met Tony back in middle school she had always had a crush on the Star Wars loving bass player. He never knew of her little crush so they had always just been best friends and the fans either loved her or hated her. Either way she didn't care as long as she still got to be around her best friend. She smiled and sat up, pulling the earbuds free from her ears. Off in the distance she heard someone knocking rather loudly on her front door. She huffed and pushed herself up from her bed to go see who was at her door, when she got downstairs she saw a familiar figure standing on the other side of the door. A wide smile tugged at her lips as see flung the door wide open to reveal none other than Tony himself. He chuckled and held his arms wide for her to hug him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and jumped up to latch her legs around his waist. It had been over year since she had last seen him in person, he had been really busy with a European tour, Warped, and working on a new album too.

"Well hello to you too, Mel." He smiled and hugged her body closer to his, she buried her face in the crook of his neck. Both friends just soaking in the moment and not wanting to let the other go in fear that it was all just a dream.

"I missed you so much, Tony!" She said as she jumped down back onto her feet. "How was Europe? And Warped?!"

He chuckled again and stepped further inside of her house, closing the door behind him. Her eyes were illuminated with excitement as she watched him make his way to the living room. After she had went to the kitchen to grab some beers she sat down on the couch next to him and listened as he talked about all of the thins that him and the guys had done over the last year.

Tony could tell just by the way that she looked at him that she was very interested in what he had to say, it was cute how she asked numerous questions and would sigh dreamily at the mere mention of Paris, France. He liked that she always listened to him and would him ramble on about his adventures and even about the food that he had tried and the fans he had met. Nothing he said ever seemed to bore her, he really could tell her any and everything.

"Oh, and you would love Russia. It's really beautiful there an the architecture is just out of this world!"

She tilted her head to the side out of confusion, "Isn't it always snowing there?"

"Actually no." He replied with a laugh. "I guess that's just a stereotype that people here in the states spread around."

Melissa let out a light giggle, her right hand covered her mouth and her eyes squinted slightly. This made him smile just a bit, he loved it when she would laugh or smile. It always seemed to brighten his mood and make him feel even more happy than he already was.

As Melissa laughed she leaned back and almost fell off the couch face first. Tony jumped forward and caught her by her hands before her head hit the corner of the glass coffee table. Her cheeks flared red as he pulled her into his lap and wrapped his arms around her small frame.

"Smooth move there, Mel."

"Shut up." She said and swatted his chest playfully.

He caught her hand and brought it up to his lips, he wasn't sure what had come over him exactly. He just knew that he was always happier with her and that he wanted to know if he really did have stronger feelings for her rather than just as a friend. Melissa's blush deepened as Tony's lips brushed the soft skin of her hand.

"T- Tony what are you- ?"

"Just kiss me, Melissa."

Butterflies danced crazily around in her stomach as he closed the space between them. His lips hovered over her's for a second before being crushed up against hers. For years she had always wondered what it would be like to kiss those lips, and now she knew. It felt right, like as if they were meant to share this moment in time.

His lips were surprisingly soft and moved with hers perfectly in sync. After a while they finally broke a part from each other, she rested her head on his chest as they both gazed into each other's eyes.

"How long have you been wanting to do that?" She asked him curiously.

He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.

"For a while now."