Fuck this. Fuck that. Fuck you. Fuck me.

Part 1

I'm running frantically around my house screaming, until I trip and get a nice hard face of counter top. I hit with a loud thump and moan, I think I'm beginning to get a bump or maybe a bruise. I looked at the clock with a scowl on my face, still 5 1/2 hours till the concert. "HURRY UP!" I shout at myself with a growl in my throat im beginning to get a cold and it's not helping that the window is open. I feel fucking sore from fangirling so hard for the past few days. One of my main reasons to be so happy and fangirling is that Andy Biersack called me and I was crying and screaming and he said "it's okay, calm down, I'm just a normal person" so I shout "NO YOUR MUCH MUCH MORE!" And so on. Im beginning to scream because I can't believe I'm actually going to meet the band! Andy has told everyone my name and description/ picture so I can't get in free! And the band is especting me! This is also my 18 birthday, so I got the stupid song, and gross food. I have always hated my birthday, i prefer to stay in my room and be anti-social with my girlfriend Lexi, she comes over everyday and we cuddle and watch stupid movies but we enjoy it.

I pick up my cracked but useable iPhone and decide to phone Lexi and make sure she's ready to be picked up to go to the concert. I get lost in thought and when I hear the ringing sound I jump. 1 ring,2 ring,3 ring,4 , then finally I hear her perfect voice scream so loud I can't even tell what the fuck she was saying. I could barley hear out the words "IM SO EXCITED" and that's about it. It took a long time to calm this girl down somewhat. I finally hear a break from her fast slurred spoken words and quickly said "are you ready?" I tried to sound more caring then pissy and demanding, she screamed back "AH, FUCK NO, MY EYELINER IS NOT PERFECT YET!" I could tell she was freaking out and by the tone in her loud voice she was fidgeting with her many band bracelets (such as bvb, sws, ptv, ect.) it was a nervous habit of hers that I've come to notice over the years. So I say calmly and reassuringly that she looks beautiful no matter what.

Damn I want to kiss her right now but sadly she's not here, I miss her warm hugs, her soft lips, her tight black jeans with holes in the knees, her ripped band merch with safety pins, Jesus she was perfectly punk. And I'm just here wearing skinny jeans ,bracelets and band merch, with a slight bit of eyeliner . I begin to get down on my myself feeling the tital wave of black thick depression once again drowning me, till I here someone burst through my door.. My special someone Lexi who instantly puts a smile on my face when she dose some kind of leaping jump from my couch onto my chest almost pulling me to the ground. We were both so excited so I said "fangirl?" She repeated back to me "fangirl" as if a command we both jumped and screamed till the house shook and our teeth vibrated. I slammed my palm forcefully to the large black stereo on my kitchen counter and played Knives And Pens. Lexi and i got out our air guitars and rocked out singing and screaming! Best night ever! Then I look at my phone "HOLY FUCK WE GOTTA GO!" I grab hold of her wrist and drag her to my motorcycle hand her the black helmet as I put on mine, we leap on screaming. Soon enough were on the road

*if you read my first chapter THANKS I'll update soon!*