We drove to the venue while singing at the top of our lungs. Not a single bad thought entered my head the whole day. I am so fucking happy.
Im seeing Mikey, Ray, Green Day AND im sat next to the boy im hopelessly in love with.

As Green Day performed their set, i began to cry. I am not entirely sure why, maybe im just overwhelmed with emotion. Love and hate, anger and happiness, sadness and relief. Both bad and good emotions, yet all i seem to feel is the good ones.

I held tightly onto Mikeys hand during the whole set, i dont know why. Fucking hell, is this what euphoria feels like?

Sasha and Frank sing the loudest while the rest of us laugh at them and sing along at a normal pitch.

After the concert, Sasha left to go get us all food, Ray and Mikey tagging along with her, leaving Frank and i alone.

"Sugar, i have something to tell you." Frank said, his face filled purely by excitement and fear.

"Yea?"

He didnt reply. He kissed me instead.

"Yea, me too." I said, and kissed him again.

Everything seemed so perfect. The kiss. The concert. My life is perfect. Well, tomorrow it will be back to being dreadful but tonight its wonderful.

"Be my boyfriend, frankie?" I asked, crying once again.
"Yes. One thousand times, yes." And he hugged me. The most beautifully safe hug ive ever had.

Fuck, i love him so damn much it almost hurts.