Tony - 27

"Perry fucking down it now"

Laughing at the drunken Matt Nicholls that stood before me, swaying on the spot as his sloppy grasp held onto a bottle of practically full Jaeger. Taking the glass, green bottle from his grasp I eyed it for what seemed like forever, my conscious battling with itself almost.

However that soon disappeared and without a second thought I bought the rim to my lips, the burning sensation travelling down my throat and settling in my stomach, the bottle of Jaeger practically 3/4 empty.

This was what my life had turned into now though, I got into a band called Pierce the Veil and we toured the majority of the world. However as much as I loved playing and loved seeing all our fans, it didn't stop me thinking about how fucked up my life had become, how fucked up I had made it...the drinking was the only way I could forget, even if it was only for the night.

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"Turtle please I promise you will have no part to play in this"

Izzy pleaded with me, she didn't have to though. She knew I'd always go along with whatever wild and crazy plans she had.

"Fine but if I'm coming along with you, you've got to skate down town with me"

"Argh Turtle! Fine but if you let me fall I'll will hurt you"

She replied her arms crossed over her chest as it rose in anger. Laughing at her stance in front of me I grabbed my skateboard from the corner and one I had spare for Izzy, picking up my wallet I grabbed Izzy's hand in mine before we legged it out of my house.

"Right come on Belle!"

I shouted as I slammed the board down against the pavement, using my right foot to pick up pace. I skated down the road before turning at the end to see Izzy failing miserably, giggling to no one but myself I skated up to meet her.

"Come on I'll teach you"

I grabbed her hand in mine, our skateboards directly in line with one another before I pointed at her foot and told her to do the same as me. Eventually we skated off down the road together, hand in hand she managed to keep her board straight and I held onto her tightly keeping my promise to her that I wouldn't let her fall.

2 hours later

"Izzy your mum is going to fucking kill me, I'm going to keep my balls well protected"

She just glared at my response partially because she couldn't speak, she had just gotten her tongue pierced and her hair was a bright purple/silver colour. I was fearing for my life because I was the one who forged the signature so she could get her tongue pierced, we were only 16.

"I'llll bbbb fineeeeee"

She mumbled out as structured as she could, I just laughed at her before I picked up the skateboards. Izzy pouted her lips at me and I instantly knew she didn't want to skate back, instead she jumped on my back and I managed to catch her at the last minute, playfully she kissed me on the cheek, my cheeks blushing furiously and we made our way back home
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"I might go to the skate park chill with Max for a bit, you fancy hanging out with us"

Izzy shrugged her shoulders in agreement, as if she wasn't really fussed. Little did I know it Izzy was more than fussed by it.
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Shaking my head at the sound of my band mate Vic telling me to hurry the fuck up, I quickly downed the rest of the Jaeger and grabbed my guitar, rushing to the stage as quickly as I could.

"Hey Manchester let's get ready to fuck shit up!"

Vic shouted down the mic as me, mike and Jaime all kicked in with the first song on the set-list. Staring out to the crowd I couldn't believe how huge it was, I mean we were only the support act but still.

Averting my gaze down towards the barriers I noticed a few die hard fan girls at the front, however in front of the barriers I noticed a distinctive blue haired girl taking photos, desperately trying her hardest to stand up straight her friend propping her up as he tried his best to get some shots of us also.

Half way into our set I noticed the guy photographer give the blue haired girl a plastic cup of water, he looked angry but he seemed to sort of accept her behaviour not shout at her about it. The blue haired girl sat down against the barriers as she downed cup after cup of ice cold water, when Vic kicked in with bulls in the bronx she perked up a bit and managed to hold her own and get her shots.

She was pretty I'm not going to deny that, but something bugged me about her and I couldn't place my finger on it. She looked broken and damaged, she looked as if she wanted to be a million miles away from here right now. Her friend was showing her the photos he had taken and as I played away I observed as she pointed at a few he instantly had to delete, her thumbs went up to signal ones he definitely had to keep.

We started our last song, king for a day, my eyes were focused in on the blue haired girl and at that moment she moved over to my side of the stage. She focused her camera in on me for a few shots, stepping forward to the edge of the stage I crouched down in front of her and pulled out my tongue as she quickly took the shot, moving the camera down from her face and laughing at me as I carried on playing.

Something bugged me about her though, like I knew her from somewhere. Her face as well looked like she had been crying for weeks, she was in pain and I knew that pain, I'd experienced that pain before.

However as our set finished when I went to cast my gaze back down on her, she had disappeared her friend was still where he was packing up his gear. He scanned the crowd anxiously before I saw him sigh silently, his shoulders falling. Following his gaze I found the familiar blue hair, she was propped up against the bar, a huge bottle of fresh Jack Daniels in her grasp.

Notes

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Title credit; The 1975 - Sex