TONY'S POV

'I swear it was her,' I murmured, standing in a large group.

'Shut up, Tony,' moaned Vic under his breathe. I took his advice and shut up, trying desperately to push the thoughts out my head.

'Oi,' shouted Sam from Twin Atlantic as he approached us all (us being me, the rest of PTV, Jordan and Lee from BMTH as well as Brandon Hoover from CTE). 'W'ere having a barbecue and little party at our house, you guys up for it?' We all nodded and agreed. 'Cool,' he grinned, '7pm at our bus. Catch ye later!'

'Thank goodness for that,' laughed Jaime, 'I was having party withdrawal symptoms!'

RACHEL'S POV

Posting the last picture for the day on to my site, I relaxed once it uploaded. I took the last little bit of my cookie and popped it in my mouth, the chocolate chips melting almost instantly.

'Rachel?' said Lee as he came on the bus.

'Hey,' I said, swallowing the food. 'What's up?'

'Time?'

I glanced down at the time on my laptop before replying, 'It's half 6, why?'

'There's a BBQ on at 7, want to come?'

'Yeah, sure! Just let me put away my stuff, one minute.' I took my card out of my laptop and slid it back into my camera before putting it all in the large case. I lifted my laptop under the case and took it all through to my bunk. I packed it all into my case and put a top over it (I was cautious as the equipment was pretty expensive). 'Ready!' I shouted through the bus.

'Come on then.' Walking out into the cool evening air, I went alongside Lee as we tried to find the Twin Atlantic bus. 'Where the fuck is it?' he laughed, turning his head in all directions.

'You looking for the TA bus?' shouted someone, causing me and Lee to whip our heads round. About 20 meters away there was a tanned, tattooed guy standing looking towards us. He's pretty cute.

'Yea, you coming too Andy?'

'Yeah, it's this way.' The rather hot guy gestured for us to follow him, and so we did. As I walked beside him, I couldn't help but grin. Whenever he spoke, he would smile ever so slightly.

'Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. Sorry, I'm Andy. I sing for Crown The Empire.'

'Nice to meet you, I'm Rachel. Bring Me The Horizon's photographer.'

'Awesome,' he smiled. 'I'll introduce you to my girlfriend then, she likes that too.' Aw fuck. We found the bus and Andy took me over to see his girlfriend, yay. 'Rachel, meet my amazing girlfriend Millie. Millie, meet Bring Me The Horizon's photographer.'

'That's so cool, hey,' smiled the red head, her stunning blue eyes taking all of my attention. 'Want to grab a beer?'

'You better ask permission first,' interjected Andy. 'If I was Lee, I wouldn't want my girlfriend being stolen from me like that.'

'We're not going out?' I laughed awkwardly, looking to Lee who's eyes were on his feet.

'Oh, I just- nevermind, carry on,' he blurted.

Spotting a cooler, me and Millie walked over to it and got ourselves a beer. Drinking the cool liquid, we each had a little burger (given to us by one very persuasive Sam) and had a good, long chat about things. There weren't that many girl on Warped so it was nice to have made friends with one. At around 10 o'clock, Alan from Of Mice & Men decided that we were all going to play truth since half of us (but not me, surprisingly) were smashed and therefore more truth would come out.

'Okay,' he said, 'Sam you go first.'

'Right,' he hiccuped, 'Rachel, truth or dare?' My eyes widened as I made a 'T' with my hands. 'H-Have you ever been in looooove?' He wiggled his drunken eyebrows in my direction.

'I have.'

'How many t-times?' he continued.

'Just once,' I smiled, taking a swig of a bottle of wine that was being passed around. 'Okay,' I scanned faces - I could recognize very few people due to my slight intoxication and the great lack of light. 'Jordan.'

'Truth.'

'How many girls have you slept with?'

'Oh shit,' he laughed. 'Um, I know it's over 24...'

'Dude!' laughed Andy, 'you're barely past 24!' We all chuckled at his comment.

'Shut up,' he retaliated 'Shh, my go.' He sat on the edge of his seat and looked over everyone. 'Tony.' Tony? What the fuck? How did I not spot him? Shit, shit, shit. 'Truth or dare?'

'Dare.'

'Kiss the hottest person here.'

'I can't see anyone,' he said, I could tell from the tone of his voice that he knew I was here.

'Ugh, okay. We have me, Lee, Rachel, Alan, Andy, Millie, Sam, Vic, Jaime, Jess and Tino.'

'Wait!' Shouted Tino. 'Girls, get up. Go in a line and then Tony will kiss the hottest, the one he wants in his bunk tonight!'

'Good idea,' added Andy, 'just remember that if you kiss the taken one you won't make it to your bunk tonight.' Lee laughed as he pushed me off my seat, watching as I reluctantly joined the other two girls. Tino moved us about 50 centimeters away from one another. He then collected three bandannas and wrapped them around our heads, covering our eyes. I listened carefully as all the boys laughed and the other two girls giggled nervously.

Suddenly, I felt familiar lips brush against mine. Two hands began to run up the side of my body, and the kiss became more hungry.

'We said kiss, not eat!' Joked Tino.

Tony didn't pull away. He moved my body closer to his, tiling this head further as he tried to gain access to my mouth with his tongue. As much as the pain and anger was still there, the comfort of his lips against mine and the desire for him was far too overpowering. I granted him access and within seconds, our tongues were tangled.

'Tony!' Shouted Andy. 'Shot over!'

With his lips now absent from mine, I pulled down the blind fold. Everyone was staring at Tony, his eyes were fixed on mine. He didn't smile; he didn't bite his lip; he didn't look at me devilishly or playfully; he just stared.

'Done,' he said with a straight face. 'I'm out.' Backing away, he whipped round and began to run into the darkness. Without thinking, I shot off after him, leaving a confused and drunk group of friends behind.

'Tony!' I shouted, following the sound of his footsteps through the buses. I heard the gravel as he came to a halt, I couldn't see him though. 'Tony?'

'I'm sorry,' he choked out. 'I-I don't know...'

'Why are you crying?'

'Because I've missed you so much. Just when I thought I was over you, you come here and fuck with my head.'

'Tony, the phone works both ways! Facebook works both ways!'

'I didn't have the guts. I thought you'd hate me.'

'For what?'

'For leaving. For promising I never would and then doing exactly that for my own selfish reasons.'

'It wasn't selfish, it was your dream.'

'Well then how come I lie awake at night staring at the picture of you that's taped to the wall of my bunk and can't help but feel guilty because I know I've done you wrong? Why are you here anyway?'

'Oli's an old friend, he asked me to be their photographer.'

'Right,' he nodded, wiping away the tears. 'I bet you're not sad enough to have a picture of me on your wall.'

'I don't have a picture up, no,' I admitted, 'I only have a dream catcher.'

'From who? Why?'

'I get nightmares from what happened with my Mum, I always have. They got worse again over the last couple of months. When I came on tour, Oli remembered from when we were young that I got them. He bought it for me and it helps to stop them. Well, sometimes it helps.'

'Why did you never say anything?'

'I wanted to spend what time I had with you being happy, not sad.'

'I wish you would've told me,' breathed Tony, pulling me in to his embrace. I buried my face in his chest and inhaled the familiar smell that lingered on everything he owned. 'I'm sorry I wasn't good enough.'

'You were,' I said, 'I just didn't want to bother you. I am so proud of you y'know.' Going on my tiptoes, I planted a quick kiss on his lips.

'You really do like to fuck with my head,' he laughed, lifting me up and shaking me about as I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Feeling my phone buzz in my pocket, I exhaled deeply. 'I better get back tot he bus,' I said sadly. Lacing our fingers together, we both looked down at our hands. I felt butterflies but I could also cry. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but I didn't want to leave Tony.

Taking a step back, I let go of Tony. 'Don't be a stranger,' he smiled weakly. 'Please.' I turned, trying not to glance back at him, and made my way through the buses. What just happened? God, he is lovely. I hate what he does to me. What now?

Notes

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