You were up against the barricade at your 15th Pierce The Veil concert you've ever been to. You were a huge fan, as others would say.

The intro to Bulletproof Love started playing, and everyone in the pit went mad.

"We're gonna get one of you guys on stage to sing to you a little bit." Vic said into the microphone, looking for girls in the pit.

Your eyes watered as you raised up your devil horns with your arm that had self harm scars.

"Let's get this girl, the one with the black shirt and all the bracelets." Vic pointed at you, and you froze.

As security attempted to lift you over the barricade, the group of girls behind you grabbed you and pulled you to the ground.

They started kicking you around until you couldn't breathe. You heard someone jump down from the stage.

"Hey, you better stop right fucking now. You think that's gonna get you up here? Security, help the girl on the floor get up here and get these other girls the fuck out of here. I don't want you guys beating the shit pit of people in the pit." Vic strictly yelled into the mic.

You got up on stage with Vic.

You sat down on the stool in front of Vic.

Jaime and Tony grabbed your hands as Vic grabbed some flowers from behind the drum set.

Mike blew you a kiss

Vic handed you the flowers.

"Hey, I'm sorry they did that to you. I hope you're okay." Vic chirped.

You nodded and wiped some happy tears.

"What's your name?" Vic put the mic up to your face.

"Y/N" you cried.

"Guys, give it up for Y/N. Alright, girl. Are you ready?" Vic smiled and the rest of PTV started playing Bulletproof Love.

I breathe you in with smoke in the backyard lights
We used to laugh until we choked
Until the wasted life
It was the best time of my life

Vic grabbed your hand and got down on one knee.

But now I sleep alone
So darling, don't, don't wake me up
'Cause my thrill is gone
And the sunset burning red behind the smoke
Forever and alone...

Vic got up and put his arm around you.

"Guys, give it up one more time for this pretty lady Y/N." Vic yelled.

Vic handed you the flowers after he wrote something on the card.

'You're beautiful. Our love is Bulletproof,
-Pierce The Veil
P.S Call Me!
1-347-659-0869
-Vic'

You read the note and cried.

TIME SKIP TO NEXT YEAR

"And that's how we met!" You said to the camera. You were filming a new YouTube video.

You turned off the camera.

"Y/N, our love really is Bulletproof." Vic smiled

"You're a fucking dork." You giggled

Hey y'all. I'm back. DO NOT CALL THE NUMBER I PUT IN THIS CHAPTER, AS IT IS FAKE AND I JUST MADE IT UP FOR THE SAKE OF THE STORY. Requests?

Tyler