We'll Make it (PTV Fan Fiction)

~The Four Band Members~

Note: I have been spending so much time writing lately. Some chapters are shorter than others, but I like to make each at least 800 words or so. Most of them are about 2000. Please comment, and vote! :) Love you all!

As the day approached, Avery got more excited. She keeps texting me asking me about what she should wear. I made sure to tell her to keep it simple.

"Hey babe, you ready to go?" Josh asks me as he walks in the room. I look up over my laptop screen and smile. Seeing him all dressed up for dinner makes me think of our first date. He was so cute. He came to my house and picked me up, all dressed up nicely. He was so kind and caring... kind of a shame that our relationship has turned into what it is now.

"Yeah I am ready ." I say. I shut my laptop and get off the bed. We walk through the kitchen and I grab my phone and purse. We go to the car and Josh holds the door open for me. He gestures for me to get in. Even though we don't have much time for each other, he really knows how to treat me right when we do get time to spend together. 

When we arrive at the restaurant, I get a seat and so does Josh. I watch out the window for Avery. Within about 2 minutes of us sitting down, I see Avery's car pull into a parking spot out front. She walks into the building looking around for us. As soon as she sees us she waves at me like a maniac. I laugh and wave back as she runs towards our table. She is wearing a really nice dress and some Converse. Weird outfit but I guess it works. She sits down across from me and right next to Josh. 

"When are they supposed to get here?" Avery asks. She is almost shaking with excitement. I am trying my hardest not to laugh at her. I don't know who this band is, but she really admires them. 

"Shouldn't be too long." Josh says to her, while looking at his menu trying to figure out what to order to drink. 

As soon as he is done speaking I look over and see the door open. I instantly recognize the 4 guys as Pierce The Veil. They look so different in person. First you have the fact that they are all covered in tattoos. Not that they are bad looking, just not really my style I guess. I see the one guy with the long hair kind of in the front of all of them. Damn, he is really short. He starts walking over to our table and the rest of them follow closely behind. Josh stands up, so me and Avery do the same. I look over at Avery for a quick second. She has a huge smile plastered on her face. All I can think is "Oh god Avery, please don't screw this up." 

"Hey hows it going?" The short guy says to Josh, then shakes his hand. He then turns to me and smiles, "You must be Harper. I'm Vic."  He says to me. I hold out my hand to shake his.

"Nice to meet you. Oh and that is Avery." I say pointing to her. Avery looks like she is about to explode. They all introduce themselves to me and Avery, but I am barely paying any attention. I am so not used to going out and meeting new people. Its been me, Josh, and Avery for the last couple years. I haven't met many other people. 

After the introduction, we all sit down and Josh starts talking about their new album they are in the process of recording at the moment. I ignore that conversation, as it is all pretty boring and useless to me. I actually think Josh likes that I never really talk about his job. He deals with it practically 24/7 , so I figure why would he want to talk about it more? Everyone eventually puts in orders for food and the conversation continues to change subject to subject. I stay quiet and let everyone else talk. I wasn't too excited to meet these guys, although they are really nice and seem pretty cool, I don't really know why I had to be here. I prefer to just keep to myself most of the time. I planned on having a glass of wine and eating dinner on my own tonight, just catching up on everything in the news. Oh god. Here we go again. I am sounding old again.

"So Harper, what do you do?" One of the guys asks. My eyes look up from the table to meet his. I kinda stutter for a second, trying to think of a good answer.