Scars (Tony Perry)

☯Gun Wounds☯

a/n: school is coming up ew

• S E V E N •

I woke up to a gun pointed directly at my face.

Just kidding.

I woke up to 8 dudes surrounding me, those 8 dudes being Pierce The Veil and Sleeping With Sirens, obviously.

"SHE'S ALIVE!" Gabe yelled as all the attention in the room came to me.

"Harlee, holy crap! Are you okay?" Kellin instantly walked over to me and bombarded me with questions.

"I feel concussed." I deadpanned.

"What's the last thing you remember?" Vic asked. I didn't have amnesia, my head just hurt.

"Walking over here with Tony. Whispering, black dots- a lot of black dots. My head felt like it was one fire. I got really tired all of a sudden and then poof, I fall." I mumbled, sitting up straight from my laying position on the couch.

"This is all my fault." Tony muttered, catching my attention.

"Actually Vic and I share the blame on this one. He forgot to remove that damn sticky note and I didn't tell any of you that my head felt as if it were going to explode. I should've told you guys, and I'm sorry." I said as they all sent my smiles.

"Well you missed our show, we kicked ass. And we may or may not have performed our new song and had Kellin record it on your camera, and then posted it on your YouTube." Jaime said as my eyes widened.

"I demand to hear this song!" I exclaimed, shooting up from my seat. As soon as I was on my legs, I fell back down onto the couch.

"We'll preform it for you now, since we still have time. Be careful with your legs, first of all you probably have a concussion, second of all you fell earlier, and third of all, you're very clumsy." Vic said as I rolled my eyes.

"Hop on." Tony crouched down in front of my as I raised my eyebrow.

"You can't walk and this is partly my fault, so hop on." I hesitantly got on, almost falling off his back as he stood up.

"Off to the stage!" Kellin exclaimed as everyone rushed out the door. Once we got to the stage, Tony had set me on the ground where all of SWS were sitting.

"Won't I like die from how loud the speakers are and how close I am to them?" I asked.

"Nah, we turned the speakers off so it won't be super loud, but a good volume." Jaime said as they began the song.

'Maybe I could swim into your thoughts like your drugs do
Paralyze your body
Sick and tired of waking up to
Burning eyes and cigarettes
I'm falling through the couch like a suicide mission tonight
My God, here comes the downside

Wild eyes of terror pray for sex on the beach while
Oceans of kerosene will soak into me
I'm not meant for this world, I just don't see the point
Don't think about it, don't over think about it

And life is a joke
But everything's riding on me tonight
Been counting the stars and scars
How I'm becoming a work of art

Desperate times and desperate measures
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile

The whispered words "You'd better hide the bullets"
You stayed on the phone and talked to me day and night
Trigger my nightmare once again
And it's fucking loaded in hand

And we'll let the fire rage
The smoke and the drowning flames
My bedroom computer light is the only menace to my new faux wooden blinds

In desperate times and desperate measures
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile

Now, I only pray when it all goes down
I'll be surrounded by all of the ones I've loved and cared about
And then burn it down

And life is a joke
At least I can love you, naked and tattooed
Counting the stars and scars
And if the pain is a sound, let's slow it down

Desperate times and desperate measures
I come so close, my hopes are severed by the downside
A million waves in the ocean crash at once to make you smile

Now, I only pray when it all goes down
I'll be surrounded by all of the ones I've loved and cared about
And then burn it down

Your serotonin's gone
The kerosene is gone
The sunset is gone
So hold on
Your serotonin's gone
The kerosene is gone
The sunset is gone
So hold on.'

The song was fucking amazing. The sws guys were clapping but me, I was just speechless.

"So what do you think?" Mike asked as he walked over to me and picked me up before throwing me over his shoulder.

"It was amazing and Mike, don't make this a fucking habit." I scolded.

"Oops." I could just sense the smirk on his face. I assume we were hearing back to the bus.

I was pretty bored on the way back so I began kicking Mike. I may or may not have gone a tad bit too much to the right and ended up kicking him where the sun does not shine.

"Damn." He muttered he began limping.

"Whoops." I laughed.

Soon enough, he set me down on the familiar couch in the back lounge.

"Next time I carry you, don't fucking kick me." He stated as he sat down.

"I'm not sorry." I said as he rolled his eyes, flipping me off in the process.

"KELLIN YOUR SISTER'S BEING MEAN!" Mike yelled as I heard Kellin's laugh from the bunk area, it becoming louder as he got closer.

"Harlee, stop being mean to poor Mikey." He said as he say down.

"It isn't my fault. He chose to carry me so technically, if he hadn't carried me, this could've been avoided." I replied while turning on the TV and putting on netflix.

"Asswipe." Mike muttered.

"Dumbfuck."

a/n:

guyss it been like foreverr, it's actually just been a week oops

I hope you all had a rad day

not edited oops

so yeah harlee be passing out and shiz

I really just wanna get to ze action ugh (not that type of action you dirty minded soul)

please comment and vote!!1!1!

fun fact: crawford collins aka the loml faved and retweeted my tweet about his snapchat whoo! and I saw ze frantastic four today

so yeah, stay bootiful

adios

-a