So keep talking 'cause I love to hear your voice <3

Tonight's show was down right amazing. Vic was really, and I mean really, into it tonight. The last song came to fast. King For A Day with Kellin. Now don't get me wrong Kellin is a cool dude. But he's putting Vic through a lot of shit. The whole time during King For A Day, Kellin stayed away from Vic as much as he could, but the performance was still amazing. At the end Vic and Kellin stood side by side. Vic had a real smile plastered on his face. He did something to surprise me though. He placed his arm around Kellin's shoulder. Maybe he was just trying the show the fans that he was okay with just being buds with Kellin. The cheers continued till we were shooed off stage. Kellin and Vic had put distance between them. I knew it was all an act. "Hime, Vic! You going out with us and the guys tonight?" Justin called over to us. I looked at Vic who returned a look that screamed 'Oh god no!' I returned my attention to Justin. "Nah, I'm beat and Vic needs some vocal rest." I lied to them. Vic, Mike and Tony all knew when I was lying. But they just shrugged it off.

Later that night Vic had come out of the shower in only a pair of basketball shorts. I quickly stood up and pulled him into me. The ends of his hair was still wet. I pulled him into the back lounge and onto my lap. He head quickly pressed into my chest as silent tears escaped down his face. One hand wrapped around his waist to keep him grounded to me and the other reached up and brushed his hair and the tears away from his beautiful face. Yes, I was in love with my best friend and band mate. Vic had been there through all my break ups with girlfriends and other situations life put you through. I've always been there for Vic and I always will be. I love him. Simple as that. I placed my hand underneath his chin and raised his head so he was look at me in the eye. "Why, why did you do this to yourself." I asked calmly but he could tell I was angry with him. I have every right to be. I made him promise 3 years ago that he would never do it again. But he broke it. "I-I'm so s-sorry, Hime." He choked out trying not to cry harder. I pulled him closer and pressed my lips lightly to his forehead. "Vic, it's going to be okay, everything will be okay." I whispered to him. He tightened his grip that was around my waist. He grabbed a fist full of my shirt in the other. I slowly began to rock him gently back and forth, humming Miserable At Best -Mayday Parade to him. His breathing slowly began to slow down and even out. He was a sleep with a small smile spread across his face. I gently scooped him into my arms and carried him off to his bunk. I laid him down and pulled the covers over his body. Leaving the curtain open I started to walk away. Just as I was about to get into my own bunk an arm reached out and bundled itself into my shirt. "Hime, stay with me please." He begged half asleep. "Alright, love." I said as I pulled the curtain back again. I climbed in. He automatically pushed himself into me. He was out as soon as his head hit my chest. I kissed his forehead. "Goodnight, Victor." I whispered before sleep consumed me.