Chat// Daniel Seavey

TWENTY-THREE

A/N these hot ass kids have me choking bc of their tight ass jeans guehgueh I'm pregante (ik I spelled it wrong hehe)

"They're coming to New Jersey"

"What?"

"They're coming to New Jersey"

"What?!"

"Justin Drew Fucking Blake They're coming to New Fucking Jersey"

"Wait What?! Are you serious?"

(A/n idk if they're going there but for all I know is that they're going to Mexico and not Puerto Rico... what an adorable little fucks... happy for you sexy Mexicans out there🙆🏽)

"Yes I fucking am. Now, get my inhaler, I might faint" My whole body hasn't felt like this in years.

Except the time that the Dolan Twins went here, New Jersey, for their 4OU tour. I did pass out that day.

And people say I'm dramatic...

"U-Uh, I-I'm-" Justin couldn't even get his words out. I looked to my side and Justin did the same. It was almost in sync, like if it was practiced. We both began to scream and squeal like any other girly type... of course, we interlocked hands in the most ridiculous way.

My four favorite Australian singers were coming here. Breathing the same air as I am. The same land, the same food.... if they get Maccas (McDonalds). Yep, that's what they like to call it.

Maccas

And I eventually got addicted to the word. But it was an inside joke Justin and I had. We made a stupid promise which was followed by us slicing our hand in the middle and holding hands.

And that caused....Justin to end up in the hospital later. It was nothing serious. He just simply fainted at the blood. And that got me laughing for months and teasing him.

After all, I didn't bring up the period thing just because he's transgender. The best part of having him as a friend.

"When are they coming?" Justin was shaking uncontrollably as well as me. I quickly did the research and it appeared 'March 15'.

"March" My cheeks hurting from how hard I was smiling.

"March what?!"

"Fifteen"

"I CAN FINALLY SEE LUKE IN PERSON OH MY GOD I WANT TO TOUCH HIS HAIR" Justin squeaked out while his hand was tangled in his brown locks. He kept saying the three words that every single basic white girl would say...

Every.Single.Day

"Oh My God"

"Let's buy the mother fucking tickets" He was quick to grab his phone and almost dropped it by his shaking hands.

"Jay, we don't have money"

"What the-" He let out a frustrated sigh and pouted. My phone dinged and it was Corbyn who texted me.

Corbitch: yo I'm buying six tickets for the 5SOS concert they're having in NJ and idc what you say, I'm buying you and Justin one

Corbitch: ily

"There's no need to worry about paying the tickets. Corbyn's buying us both tickets! I swear this kid is rich!" The smile on my lips never faded. Justin jumped in excitement and started whooping.

Me: I LOVE YOU SO FUCKING MUCH I CANT

Me: THANK YOU CORBYN MATTHEW BESSON ILYYYYY

Daniel's POV

"What would you say if 5SOS was going to New Jersey in March 15?"  Corbyn's voice startled me while my fingers and eyes were glued to the controller and tv.

"I'm getting the tickets" I glanced at Corbyn weirdly. He had a smirk plastered on his face. Meaning that he was saying the truth but in a teasing way.

"No" I denied, fighting a grin that was trying to escape to my lips.

"Yup, now, let's buy the tickets yeah?" Corbyn sat down beside me and did online paying. Then I saw him texting some person named 'Twin #1' saying that he would receive six tickets for the 5SOS concert and to keep them safe since he or whatever he was texting, lives in New Jersey and we're going to NJ.

But why six tickets?

Maybe 'Twin #1' enjoys them. But still,

Why six?

Its Corbyn himself, Angie, Zach, me and Twin #1. There's two tickets left.

"Corbyn?" I paused the game with a smile. I can't believe I'm going to a 5SOS concert. Corbyn hummed, not taking his eyes off of his phone. "Why six tickets?"

Corbyn's face went paler than ever. Even though he had the brightness on 100%, and is a white boy, (a/n iM NOT RACIST I SWEAR CORBYN IS CUTE) he still managed to look as white as a sheet of paper. "U-Uhm, I'm buyingthemforsomefriendsbackinNewJersey"

I blinked. Not understanding a single shit that he just blurted out

"What."

He sighed and ran his hand through his blonde quiff "A friend of mine is going with two of his other friends and he's paying me the rest"

"Ah, cool" I shrugged it off, but something seemed off. I stood up and made my way to the kitchen, grabbing a bag of chips that were sitting on the side of the counter. Along with a water bottle since these chips were salty as fuck.

Stay hydrated kiddos

My phone was in my pocket, all I needed was my earphones but since I live with the one and only Zachary Dean Herron, you will lose everything you put in plain sight.

Speaking of plain sight.... Corbyn left his phone unlocked on the couch. And he left to god knows where.

I wasn't the type of guy for snooping around in someone's phone. But my legs were.

My own fucking legs with their mind of their own, threw me to the couch and grabbed the phone with my hands.

Then his phone dinged, revealing a 'Twin #2' who left a message.

Twin #2: Justin is crying oml I'm next to cry Niagara Falls haLP

I scoffed and threw his phone to where it recently was.

That's when...

I only know one person who has a friend named Justin. My eyes widened, going to text this person but Corbyn strolled by with a smile on his face.

I gulped and tried to act 'natural'. And by that, I meant.....

Acting as if i was going to tie my shoe but I was barefoot.

"What are you doing?"

"Um, tying my shoe?"

"Um, you're barefoot?"

Author's Note: I AM OFFICIALLY BACK MY LITTLE SPERMS!!! SO SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER BUT I FINALLY HAVE WIFI AND GOOD SERVICE AT HOME SO MORE UPDATES WILL BE COMING BY

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