Come on, let's go!

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(Y/N)= your name
(F/N)= friends name
(F/C)= favorite color
(F/S)= favorite song (Not by tøp)
(F/t/s)= favorite tøp song
(H/C)=hair color
(H/l)= hair length
(Y/A)= your adress

(Y/n)'s POV

You reached for your alarm, hitting the top to turn it off. Your eyes shut open and you looked at your calender you had hanging up in your room. It was August 9. Today, you'd go to you're first concert. It was a Panic! At the Disco concert. You wondered if Brendon looked better in real life. You streched in your bed, yawning. You the the covers off, and walked to the kitchen to eat some poptarts. You put them in the toaster and read the flop-tarts on the box. You typed in your password for your phone and scrolled through your social media. Josh dun tweeted "Gonna have fun at the concert today!". You highly doubted that he's go to the P!atd concert, he'd probably get crowded by fans. You finished your poptarts and threw the wrapper away. You got dressed, brushed your hair then (curled/straightened/put it up how you like your hair) it. You applied some make-up, not that much though. Just some (bright/ dark) red lipstick, winged eyeliner, and some foundation. You got in your car and drove to (F/N)'s house. You parked and walked in, not even knocking. You two were very close, and were going to the concert together. You walked in her room, and she was brushing her hair. "Come on, let's go!" You yelled at her. "I'm almost done!" She yelled back at you. "Ok!" You yelled again. You patiently waited for her to finish. Once she did, she yelled once more "We're taking my car!". You both walked out to her car. She pulled out of the drive way, and drove the 30 min long drive to the place Brendon would be preforming. You guys got there early, so you could get to the front. You pulled out the tickets and gave them to the guard. He scanned them, and gave them back "You're good to go". (F/n) grabbed your hand and lead you to the  front where there were only about 20 people. You and your friend took a few selfies, of course. The crowd began to grow, and you saw yellow, above the crowd. Steal-your-sunshine yellow, to be exact. You gasped and grabbed (F/N)'s head, and made her turn her head towards the bright yellow above the crowd. You slipped through people, your friend following you. Once you got there, you saw him. You were internally screaming. You tapped his shoulder and he turned, smiling at you."Ohmygoshimlikethebiggestfanever" You said quickly. He laughed. OMG, you just made Josh Dun laugh. "Wow, there are some pretty people in our fan base" Josh replied. JOSH DUN JUST CALLED YOU PRETTY. Your mouth failed you, and your cheeks were bright red. (F/N) shouted "I ship it!" You glared at her, laughing awkwardly. Josh just smiled. He was probably disgusted, you thought. He probably wanted to leave the concert now, so he wouldn't have to see you again. "(Y/N)?" He waved his hand in front of your face "So.... yes?" "Yes what?" You internally scolded yourself. " I asked if I could have your number..." you smiled "of courage the ." He handed you his phone, and you went to contacts, and put your name as "Hot girl from P!atd concert", laughing at your pen joke.

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