"(Y/N) you got something in the mail!" Excited, you run downstairs to take the envelop out of your mom’s hand. Running back upstairs you begin to tear open the envelop. You knew what it was as soon as your mom yelled for you. Inside were the two Warped Tour tickets you had purchased for you and your best friend, Parker. Fumbling with your pocket, you pull out your phone to call him. “Parker! The tickets arrived, they’re finally here!" He was happy, but not as happy as you were.
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"Do you have everything you’re going to need?" you ask Parker as you’re walking out the front door. “Yessssss, can we please leave now?" he begged. Today was the day you got to see your favorite band, Of Mice & Men. No one knew how much they meant to you except Parker. He was the only one who understood. “I can’t believe it! We’re going to be be in the same area as Austin, Alan, Tino, Aaron, and Phil!" You’d said it many times now and you could tell Parker was getting annoyed, but you couldn’t help it. This band was there to pick you up when no one else was, you just couldn’t believe that you’d finally be seeing them.
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After 4 hours of driving, you’d finally reached the venue. “PARKER WAKE UP! WE’RE HERE!" you’re not sure how, but he had managed to fall asleep. “Oh my god (Y/N)!" Arm in arm, you and Parker ran to the gates hoping you’d gotten there a bit early. “Damn, we got here just in time" you exclaimed as you appeared to be some of the first few people there.
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As soon as you were in, you and Parker went straight to the man holding the papers with every band’s scheduled playing time. “5:00, Of Mice & Men" your best friend informed you as you anxiously looked over his shoulder at the paper. “We’ve got a ways to go until then. Let’s just go watch some other sets and hit a few meet & greets while we wait".
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Checking your phone, you see that it’s 4:30. “Parker let’s go! We have to find the stage, it’s almost time!" grabbing his arm, you pull him alongside you as you look over the map in hopes of being near the stage. Of course you weren’t. You were the whole way across the venue. “Fuck! We’re going to miss part of the set!" Surprisingly you get there just in time.
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Their set was amazing, no shock there. But while leaving the crowd you heard someone yelling behind you. “GET THE FUCK OUT OF THE WAY, YOU’RE TAKING UP HALF OF THE WALKWAY" and with that you felt a harsh push on your back knocking you to the ground.
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When you wake up, you realize you’re not on the ground anymore. No, you’re on a couch. But how did you get here? Where were you? “Ow, my head is killing me" you say before even opening your eyes. “Yeah, you took a nasty fall." you heard another voice say, but it wasn’t Parker. You did, however, recognize that voice. In fact, you loved that voice. Opening your eyes in a panic-like manner, you jump up off the couch only to be gently pushed right back down by the man who kept you alive months ago. “Austin.." you say, tears in your eyes. “Hi! I’m so sorry about what happened out there. Some of these kids are rude." Crying now, you begin to panic again. This time, you black out.
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Waking up, yet again. You can tell that there’s still someone there with you but you don’t have the strength to open your eyes yet. “Parker? What happened?" You ask in hopes of a clear response from your best friend. “Parker is out with the boys, I sent them all down to the Merch tent to hold things up." Austin… Why had he stayed with you? As you open your eyes you become aware that your face is only an inch away from Austin’s. “Feeling any better?" He asks as he strokes your hair.
