It Could Be (Jatt fan fiction)

Chapter 12- Concert

~Josh's POV

I sat in the box, the jack and the box waiting for my cue. I hear the music starting and I start to fix my top hat part of my costume, I come out of the box, starting to sing. To be greeted by 100 000 and more fans at once who are cheering. Sadly, there were way too many reporters around trying to ask me questions as i began to sing.

"Once upon a time. I used to romanticize" I tried to let the crazed reporters not faze my singing when really I was screaming in my head Get them the fuck away from me "Used to be somebody, never mind

I don't miss it that much now." I was out of the box now and the girls were continuing to scream and sing along. Then came Ian, Mike and Matt. Ohmigod Matt. He had a black "soldier"jacket on that matched my white one on and jeans on and he smiled at me in that awkward,shy way that got me crazy smiling. I was wearing that stupid pair of Candy Apple red pants that were so freaking tight I could probably stop the circulation off of some persons leg and white jacket.

"I think it's sinking in . Days that I wonder where I've been. And picture perfect porcelain.But I won't lose a pound" The reporters continued to flash their cameras and ram their microphones in my face and they were trying to grab my leg so I could be pulled into the crowd. I stood back feeling a little bit sick. All the anxiety of Matt, the whole Jatt problem, Jeena, the band's record label. I stuttered on a note, luckily no one really noticed and I continued to give them that awesome show they paid for. I looked into the crowd. Jeena stood their, her blue-grey eyes staring back at me. She had on a regular black t-shirt on that somehow reminded me of us in rehab. I smiled a little bit at that feeling better.

"You say I would make a better liar. And never face the music when it's dire. And I breathe disaster, ever after. Don't pull away from me now" Jeena and I have been making forceful eye contact when I got that crazy idea of throwing my top hat that sent glitter flying as it soared through the sky into Jeena's arms. The rest of the crowd didn't see it coming but Jeena knew me and saw it coming. She took it and put it on her head. I realized then, she had matching sparkly makeup on around her bright blue eyes. She could deffinetly pass as a Trencher.

"I'll be your disaster, ever after. So fire away. Goodbye" I finished the song. By then, the angriest of the angry Trenchers weren't mad at me anymore. I smiled before taking abow. Jeena was laughing and she threw the hat back to me. I smiled "Thank you!" all the girls went wild.

I walked backwards getting into place for the next song. Matt nudged me with his guitar giving me a genuine smile. I smiled back. From the crowd you would probably think they're just laughiing at some stupid band joke. But Jeena would know it meant more. I stepped into position. "Joshhhh"he murmered under his breath. He had turned off his microphone so no one could hear.

"Mattttt" I repeated pulling away the mic so no one could hear. We smiled at each other. I finished the rest of show with no worries.

"So heyyy"I said into the mike once I finished No Place Like Home. I wasn't going to hold back now.I had a weird kind of confidence on stage. "I have a confession to make." why was I approaching this so casually? Matt gave me a dumbfounded look.

"He's gay." Ian said into his mic flatly. I smiled and laughed into the mic.

"It's true." audible gasps. "And Jatt is for real." I grinned. Even Jeena raised her eyebrow at me. With the you've-gotta-be-kidding-me look. "But I have a crush on Jeena at the same time." Audible boos. Even coming from Matt. A waterbottle came flying at me. I moved out of the way. "Fuck you whoever threw that"  Nervous laughter.

"So yes, Jatt is the truth. I'm gay. I like Jeena too. Goodnight."And I ran off the stage smiling to myself. Our stage crew was staring at me like I was nuts.

I did it.

"I'll hand it to you Ramsay,"I had been happy dancing to my dressing room as the rest of the guys were packing away their instruments and I didn't notice Jonathan Simkin standing in front of it. "You fixed all your problems so you will get to keep your record label." I grinned.

"That must've taken a whole lot of ball to say that" he said "Expecially with the whole group of papparazzi following you everywhere. Upu still have to decide. I don't want any cheating two-timing skank bags in my studio." Now that he pointed that out, I felt sick. But the feeling of that sucess of admiting it felt great.  I still had to choose between Matt or Jeena. He nodded at me and left.

Inside my dressing room, Jeena sat there with the rest of the guys.

 "Why would you say that?" Mike shrieked.

I shrugged", "Ian, Matt and I decided on it."

"Without me." Mike questioned.

I nodded, "Yeah" The guys left after that. Jeena stayed.

"Really Josh?" she asked timidly. I nodded. "Ok"

She was too stunned to speak after the terse "Ok" giving me a kiss on the cheek and left me alone. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face.