I'll wrap my arms around you.

A typical day in a small village. I didn't live in a huge house but it wasn't exactly small either. My house was white brick and was two stories high with a few windows at the bottom; the porch was made of wood and looked more of the ones you'd find in a cottage. I wasn't so keen on the neighbours they were always complaining about my music being too loud. That's like me complaining that their gardens don't look right. If you haven't noticed I don’t like living near them. Oh before I forget my name is Hannah, I’m 21, I’m mid height with an hourglass figure, my blonde hair with lilac tips which drops below my shoulders.

 I walked up to the door and placed the key in the lock and started to turn it until I heard it open. I started to hear footsteps behind me unaware of who it was, the next thing I realize it was Oli. Oli had been my closest friend from secondary school, he was tall, dark hair and slim. We both had our problems throughout school, we were also being yelled at because of the music we listened to. We'd spend every weekend with each other either at a concert or having a movie night. He knew everything about me and I knew everything about him, I was always there for him like he was for me. I’ll go through our experiences of Secondary school.

It was January in 2008 and I’d been friends with a few into the same music taste there was ten of us that would spend every lunch with us. We always went to a festival together. Me and Oli used to be verbally abused by the same group of kids each day, they followed us home. I never got on with them, I never would do. I remember me and Oli getting back to my parents’ house and turning on the television, he flicked it over to Kerrang while I grabbed the snacks. The abuse seemed different today compared to the others, they used to call us a lot of things that weren’t worth repeating. 

I wandered into the living room holding the popcorn and drink in my hands and saw Oli sat along the sofa head banging to Metallica, how I loved this kid. I placed the Popcorn and drinks on to the table and joined in with Oli. We looked so stupid and we didn’t care because we were doing it together. There was an sudden knock on the front door, I didn’t know who it was because no one else had been invited round. Me and Oli just looked at each other in shock.

“Guess we need to see who that is? Oli said “I don’t know if I want to, seeing as I didn’t invite anyone. Unless...yes that would make sense…they followed us didn’t they?” I replied sounding rather surprised yet worried.

Oli and I stood up together and wandered over to the door, my hand grabbed the handle slowly opening the door to see the kids who were calling abuse at us standing in the porch of my very own house. The voice inside my head said ‘What did they want?’ They were all standing there with their Snapbacks and Nike trainers; I could hear their dance music blasting out of their headphones. They must’ve noticed the TV being on. “Aw, watching your emo shit again, are we?” Taylor asked. “Going to slit your wrists together?” the anger started to build up inside me now, they knew we hated the word ‘EMO’ neither of us had slit our wrists, we never needed to, we had each other. “Do you know what Taylor, get out of my door way and go and get drunk or something else you ‘chavs’ do. Your pathetic and you know nothing about us. Now get the fuck out of my face and leave us alone.” I said. “oh she’s getting touchy now.” Someone mumbled at the back. “Look I don’t know what your fucking problem is but whatever it is I want fuck all to deal with it. The problem is you don’t deal with it, you hurt everyone else but you find it ‘Fun’ you’re just an asshole who needs to get a grip and realize life isn’t perfect and neither are you. You don’t know what it’s like being at the end of your bullshit. I HATE YOUR GUTS AND I DON’T THINK I’M THE ONLY ONE. Now if you don’t mind fucking off that would be hugely appreciated.” I said, Taylor and his gang started to back away knowing they weren’t affecting us, they slowly backed away as they noticed my fist was clenched and ready to punch Taylor. I was so agitated by him so I raised my fist and felt it collide with Taylors face. I heard slight sniggers around and noticed someone had filmed it. Oli turned round and gave me a high five. I slammed the door and walked away into the living room hearing an unusual band on Kerrang, I started to sing along to their song “Keep your hands to yourself these lips belong to someone else and you know that you will never get with it.” They were a new act who were really catchy, that’s what got me into them.

Four years later and everything changed for the better, I met more people who became my friends. I never had to see Taylor again and that video had been posted on almost every site possible site and had of 10million views. You Me At Six made that day even better, it brings out a smile on my face every time I hear Save it for the bedroom. I walked into the house and saw Oli, we ran over and hugged each other, I saw his girlfriend Jenny, she had backcombed hair which was blonde and she was very pretty and any girl is lucky to have him. Me and Jenny got on amazingly and every time we saw each other we’d hug and have a catch up like we’d known each other all our lives. Something seemed odd today; they both had gleaming smiles on their faces.

“So what’s going on?” I asked breaking the silence. “ Hannah sit down we have some news…” Jenny said while motioning me to sit. I sat on the sofa looking at Jenny worringly “We know you have a thing for You Me At Six and we’ve arranged something for you, they had a competition for backstage passes and Vip tickets for a winner at their set during Reading Festival. So Oli suggested we enter and..."Janny said "And what?" I wanted to know what was going on "Well we er  kind of...won. YOUR MEETING YOU ME AT SIX.” Jenny explained. “OH MY FUCKING GOD I LOVE YOU BOTH…I can meet MAX HELYER...HELL YEAH.” I was pretty much screaming with excitement, I gathered into a group hug with Jenny and Oli “By the way Hannah, you know their playing tonight.” They were so amazing. “Hannah you have 4 hours to get ready so we can go down.”

I ran up to my room as excited as a child at Christmas, I still get excited at Christmas. I grabbed some outfits together so I could hurry in the shower I had an hour to go before we left. I grabbed my iPod and placed it in the bathroom so I had something to listen to, it must have been a law for me to shower with music, it seemed to make the time go by quicker, by this point I had noticed I went through my favourite You Me At Six songs. Grabbing my towel I got changed into my denim high waisted shorts and The Gaslight Anthem top I owned. I knew this band was one Max was into so maybe he’d notice me. I heard a voice in my head telling me to stop day dreaming and finish of getting sorted. After drying my hair I added my makeup, I didn’t want to look like a whore but I didn’t like looking too natural, I applied my eyeliner and every other piece of makeup I required for the day. I was so excited now.

“Hannah, are you ready?” Oli shouted up the stairs “Yes, well almost, I’ll be down in a minute.” I replied while grabbing my phone and camera. I pretty much ran down the stairs almost falling down them, that wouldn't have been good if I had. I grabbed my back and left to the car with Oli and Jenny in front of me, I lockeed the front door and sat in the car. Good job I had my iPod with all my you me at six songs on, I was signing the whole journey along with Oli. I stared out the window waiting to arrive at the festival. Oli parked his car and wegot out and wandered over to the guest area,  where I saw someone from the BBC...I can't remember their name. 

Walking into the guest area felt weird, I'm only ever used to seeing the arena and shops and a lot of tents, but there were waitresses and family and friends and huge tent for the bar and press. It was just incredible. Oli got the drinks while I was talking to Jenny " Jenny, I thank you so much, you really don't understand how happy you've made me...Oh my god is that...no way it isn't..." I'd only just seen Aled Phillips from Kids In Glass Houses. "Hannah where'd you go?" I heard Jenny shout. I did kind of disappear and get my photo with Aled seemed silly not to.

He smiled at me and said "Hey there, I recognise you from one of our shows?" oh his Welsh accent was to die for. "Hi, yeah you probably have I've seen you guys live a few times, and they were amazing each time." I saw Aled's cheeks start to blush."Thanks..er..." I probably should have told him who I was first really? "It's Hannah" I replied. "Well thanks Hannah, here let me sign something for you" I handed out my small notepad while he grabbed his Sharpie. "There you go Hannah, maybe if your here later we can have a few drinks with some of the other bands too." He asked,  I smiled and said "Sure thing, oh thank you by the way." He smiled and I went over to find Jenny while reading what he wrote, 'Dear Hannah, I'm glad to hear you enjoyed seeing us live, and I hope we can get a few drinks at some point, Love Aled' I smiled as I read it. 

"Hannah there you are." Said Oli, "Sorry I went and met Aled from Kids In Glass Houses" Oli and Jennys mouths formed an 'O' shape. "Here Hannah I got you a Bulmers I know how much you like it." said Oli. "Thank you." we smiled and went backstage. There were so many tour buses it was unreal, I saw the Kaiser Chiefs bus, the All Time Low one and the Bullet For My Valentine one. It was like heaven really. We went to the side of stage and I saw so many famous faces as in people who I'd been standing near but hadn't noticed they were near me.