"Stuck In The Friend-Zone Again and Again"

"Neon Signs"

I'm really behind lol but gtb is bae, my slfl slayed my existence, and lukes not a teenager anymore like bye

The tour was flying by so fast it was scary, and the "school year" along with it. Somehow I was managing to pull a minimum -A in all of my courses online, despite the tour. Not sure why I would say somehow, though, come to think of it. I studied constantly, whenever I could fit it in; on the tour bus, in hotels, during soundcheck. Sometimes I even stayed home from shows because I needed to finish and assignment.
Before I knew it, it was March and the tour was going to be over in a month.
We had had another break the week before, where we met all of the boys' families in New York for a holiday.

During this time was the Fall Out Boy concert that I had gotten Luke tickets for for Christmas, and he was adamant on taking me. I protested every time he brought it up, saying that he would enjoy bringing one of his brothers more.
"I'm sure your brothers are hoping you'll bring one of them, " I argued the day before the concert. We'd been bickering about this for a month, each time both of us stating the same things, and Luke was starting to get frustrated with my arguments. "You haven't seen them since Christmas! You've spent nearly everyday with me for the last 7 months!" I reminded him, beginning to pace the kitchen.
"7 months is nothing!" He combatted. "I grew up with them!"
"Well I just don't want you to waste your time with them spending it with me! You're going to get sick of being around me so much at some point!"
"I want to spend the rest of my life with you dammit!" Luke shouted.
This was new: the shouting, me saying that he was going to get sick of me, and Luke saying he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me.
I stared at him with wide eyes, shocked at what he'd just said.
"You-you do?" I asked quietly, the fight leaving my voice.
"Fuck of course I do!" He said softly, covering the space between us in two strides. "You're beautiful and intelligent and funny and talented and deserve so much better than me but dammit I love you and I want to be with you forever."
Being the sap I am, I had tears in my eyes. "Really?"
"Yes, really," Luke said, a slight breathy laugh escaping his lips. "Now c'mere."
He pulled me into his arms and held me tight, resting his chin on my shoulder.
"So I'm gonna ask one more time: will you come to the goddamn concert with me?" Luke asked, and I could hear the smile in his voice.
"Yes," I giggled, pulling back to peck his rosy lips with a kiss.
"Finally," Luke laughed, returning the peck.

I supposed, that out of all of the first real fights out there, ours had ended pretty well.

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Concert day had arrived and Luke and I were off the wall excited. I had spent a fortune on the tickets and gotten prime seats in the pit where we had a legitimate chance of getting noticed.
Because of this, Luke and I made two little signs, one for each of us, on neon poster board.
Mine read "PATRICK NOTICE ME I LOVE YOU" and his read "PATRICK NOTICE HER SHE LOVES YOU" with an arrow pointing to the right and down. which is where I would be standing in relation to him.
Yes, we were dorks but at least we were dorks together.

About an hour before we had to leave, Luke and I changed into our fall out boy shirts, and I drew on some simple black eyeliner last minute to look, as Luke put it, "more edgy".

The ride to the venue was short, but the whole way I was more than a little worried about being mobbed.
Luckily, I had never been in that situation before but I imagined it would be scary. I wanted to talk to Luke about it, but I wasn't sure how to approach the subject.
"Oh hey by the way I'm super freaked out about being mobbed at the concert tonight and worried that it'll set off my anxiety and ruin the whole night" just didn't seem okay to say.
So, being the idiot I am, I didn't mention it.