josh stop it

Meetin’ the Fans

Warnings: none

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Josh drummed on the stage, and I could feel the vibrations of the beat going through my whole body. We were in their hometown of Columbus, Ohio, and Josh said he wanted me to be there. I agreed of course, even though my anxiety spiked a little from the crowd going so wild. I was in the front of the pit, and I had the most perfect view of Josh, hitting his drums with flexed arms. I closed my eyes for a moment and let Tyler’s voice wash over me and soak through my bones. I screamed along to the lyrics that I’d grown to love over the years. 

My heart almost stopped when Josh looked out at me and gave me the brightest smile I’d ever seen.

“You guys did amazing!” We were back on the bus, and even though I knew all of us were rank with sweat, I pulled Josh and Tyler in for a group hug.

“Thanks, y/n. It means a lot that you were there.” Josh held onto me tightly, and I kissed him, his lips tasting salty from sweat.

“I loved it. Watching you play live…” I shook my head, at a loss for words. Josh beamed at me, feeling so proud and happy that I’d enjoyed it. I knew how nervous he got before shows, and I was sure that me being there only made it worse.

I leaned in to kiss him again, when Tyler yelled, “Get a room!” I looked over at him rolling my eyes, and Josh pecked me on the forehead and got ready to clean up so he could meet some fans. 

“Do you want to come with us? I’m sure the fans would love to meet you.” Josh smiled at me, his eyebrows raised in question.

I only smiled back and grabbed his hand, waggling my brows. “Let’s do it.”

“Tyler! Josh! I love you! Oh my God, it’s actually them!” The screams came from multiple fans, and I couldn’t keep the grin off my face when I heard someone yell, “Is that Josh’s girlfriend? Oh, my Lord, it is!”

Josh smiled at me and dipped me Hollywood style, kissing me passionately, and I swore I heard several girls swoon 

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.
Move on, leave, run away, escape this place… but don’t forget about me, about us, about this town. Always remember where you come from so you can appreciate how far you’ve come.
—  c.j.n.