I Won't Give In (Brustoff Fanfiction)

First Day of Warped Tour 2015

A/N: This is the first time I've attempted to write on here before. Thought I might give it a go considering I've had this account for a while and I absolutely love to write. I'm also a massive fan of Asking Alexandria (even before Denis joined the band I was a fan). Not really sure where I'm going with this fanfiction, but I have quite a few ideas in mind. Suggestions are welcome as well. ❤

I'm a literate writer that uses British English mostly. Grammar and spelling should never be a problem. If it is, it's because I'm absolutely knackered or just not paying attention. Let me know if any mistakes are found. 

I'll be writing in third person, but from Denis's POV. 

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"Fucking hell." Denis groaned, his eyes fluttering open. He could hear chatter on the bus, but he couldn't make out who was speaking. He looked down, turning his watch to look at it. It was three in the afternoon. About three hours until he had to be on stage with the rest of the band for their first show of Warped Tour. 

He rolled over, getting out of bed. He'd slept in his clothes from the previous day as he was too exhausted to take them off after the plane flight. The jet lag was getting to him like it usually did. As he'd been in touring bands before and flied out a lot, he could never get used to the jet lag. It always seemed to fuck him up a bit. 

Fixing his hair in the front, he made his way towards the bathroom. He needed a moment to wake up before he tried chatting with the rest of the guys. He pushed the bathroom door open, making sure no one was in there. Seeing that the bathroom was empty, he walked in. He brushed his hair out, trying to make himself look decent.

As he finished brushing his teeth, Denis spat in the sink. He wiped his mouth, putting his toothbrush back in the holder. He turned around, going out of the bathroom. He smiled as he saw Ben, the lead guitarist, coming towards him. He returned the smile, going into the bathroom. As the older male passed him, he got a bit nervous when he moved out of the way slightly to let him by. For some reason, he would get more nervous around Ben than he would any of the other members. 

Going over to the rest of the guys in his new band, the Ukrainian smiled softly. He sat down next to Sam, looking over at James when he started to speak. "How was your long nap?" He asked in his thick accent with a smile afterwards. "Pretty long." Denis joked, his Ukrainian accent apparent when he spoke. "This fucking jet lag is getting to me." He said in a more serious tone this time. 

After a few moments, Ben came back when Sam had gotten up to get something to drink (probably beer). When Denis realised Ben was back, his heart rate started to increase slightly. It got a bit worse when the guitarist decided to take a seat next to him (where Sam was previously). He shifted his body slightly, crossing one leg over the other as James and Ben started to chat. As moments passed, he could feel himself getting more nervous. 

"What's up, Denis?" Ben asked after a bit when he noticed Denis was being quiet. Denis looked up at him with a soft smile. "Nothing." He answered, fixing his hair in the front impulsively. When the Ukrainian answered, the lead guitarist flashed him a smile. "Well, if you're sure." He said in his British accent. Nodding, Denis smiled a bit wider at him. 

Ben got up after he finished speaking, going into the kitchenette (the small kitchen bit in the tour bus). Denis breathed out, sort of relieved that Ben had moved away from him. He turned to look at the guitarist, watching him go through the cooler. When he finished looking through the cooler, Denis turned away from him before he had a chance to see that he was looking at him. 

"Want a beer, Denis?" The oldest male asked as he approached the Ukrainian with a cold beer in his hand. The brown haired male looked up. "I'd love one." He responded in his slightly thick Ukrainian accent. He took the beer when it was handed to him, giving Ben a soft smile. He opened the beer, turning it up. He drank a bit from the cold beer can before taking it away from his mouth.