Warnings: Angst (Just the teeniest, tiniest bit. I promise!)

Word Count: 1550

Author's Note: Enjoy the chapter :)

Your plain tour hoodie felt very out of place among the sea of red beanies and black paint. You sank a little lower in your seat and pulled out your phone to pass the time; there were still a few minutes until the first opener went on. A text from Tyler was on your screen as you pulled your phone out of your pocket. You hadn't even felt the vibration.

Tyler: Did you find your seat ok?

You answered him by sending him a picture of the stage from where you were sitting. He hadn't been kidding about it being one of the best seats in the house. From where you were, you would be able to see nearly everything.

You felt a pang of sadness as you thought of Tyler getting ready backstage without you. Hanging out before shows had always been one of your favorite parts of tour. At least you would have time to hang out with him after today's show.

Tyler: And you got your backstage pass?

Y/N: Yep, it's in my pocket. I didn't want someone to steal it from me when I wasn't looking.

Tyler: Perfect, I can't wait to see what you think of the show tonight :)

Y/N: I'm looking forward to it. Good luck out there!

You silenced your phone and slid it back into your pocket right as the lights began to dim.

Tyler stood up from his piano and walked towards the front of the stage. You hadn't been able to wipe the smile from your face for the entire show so far. Watching the show from a fan's perspective was an entirely new experience for you, and you were loving every moment of it.

"Alright, this next song is one that all of you may know. It's from our new album, Blurryface, and before we get into it I want to take a moment to talk about it. This song is very important to me, but tonight we are going to dedicate this song to someone on Josh's behalf. Y/N/N, I know you're in the audience," Tyler said, turning in the general direction that you were sitting.

The smile was immediately wiped from your face as confusion took over. The small handful of fans who recognized you had started staring you down, and the rest were searching frantically in the direction that Tyler had pointed. You felt your face going bright red.

"This one is for you, from Josh."

You recognized the beginning to Tear in My Heart immediately. It should have been obvious what song Tyler was referring to from the beginning, after all you had heard this setlist countless times now. Your eyes were glued to Josh throughout the entire song, and you were pretty sure that he was looking for you too.

Confetti floated down from the ceiling as you stormed your way up the stairs. A few people had tried to stop you and ask what that whole song dedication was about, but you kept moving. Even if you had any sort of clue as to what was going on, you didn't want to stop and talk about it with every other person you walked past.

You headed straight for the general admission entrance. Pushing past people and towards the stage was just about the only way you knew to get backstage. There was no way you were about to walk around the outside of the venue until you found the right door.

"Woah, where do you think you're going?" a security guard asked as you neared the stage.

"I have a pass," you sighed, digging it out of your sweatshirt pocket.

"Sorry," he said. "You aren't the first one to try that tonight."

"I know," you smiled, knowing that he was just doing his job. "I used to work for the band."

He nodded and you continued past the stage. You only got so far before you realized that you had absolutely no idea where you were going. The venue seemed vaguely familiar, but then again most places seemed to look the same backstage.

"Y/N? I had no idea you were here!"

You turned in the direction of the voice. It was one of the crew members.

"Hey," you smiled at her. "I'd love to talk, but I really need to find Josh right now."

"Of course, follow me."

You breathed a sigh of relief at not having to wander aimlessly around the long halls until you found Josh's dressing room. She stopped at the end of a hallway.

"Just down there and on the left."

"Thank you so much."

"Of course!"

You walked down the hall until you could see the doorway. The door was mostly open, giving you a glimpse into the dressing room. Josh's back was currently to you, so you seized the opportunity to move closer. You leaned against the doorway, but didn't say anything. One of your hands played nervously with your sweatshirt strings.

Even though you had spent the last part of the concert preparing exactly what you were going to say, you stood frozen in place now. It was like all of the anger had evaporated and now you were just confused. You had no idea what was going on. Or why.

"Y/N?"

You hadn't seen Josh turn around.

"Um, hi," you muttered.

"What are you doing here?"

"I think you know."

He exhaled lightly, "I guess I do."

"What are you doing, Josh? Haven't you done enough to me already?"

His eyebrows furrowed, "What do you mean?"

"This whole back and forth between wanting to be with me or ignoring me entirely. Do you know how exhausting it is to wake up each day wondering if you're going to talk to me or not? I'm a human with human feelings. You can't just flip flop between liking me and pushing me away. It isn't fair to you and it definitely isn't fair to me."

"I didn't mean to do that to you. There was just so much going on in my mind and I had to pull away from everyone."

"So did I. Why do you think I left tour?"

"You left because of me?"

"Yeah."

"But you said-"

"I lied, alright? I didn't want to admit that being around you was too hard for me, so I made up some lame excuse."

"I'm so sorry, Y/N. I wanted--want--to be with you so badly but I knew it was a bad idea. When I saw how close you had gotten with Tyler, it just made it that much harder for me to reach out to you. I should have talked to you. I know I really messed up."

You tried to ignore the way that your heart fluttered when he said he still wanted to be with you. He had taken a few steps closer to you, but you were still in the doorway with your arms crossed tightly across your chest.

"Dying my hair. Leaving for tour with two guys I barely knew. Sneaking out in the middle of the night to 'steal' a tech van with you and Ty. Do you think I did any of those things because they were good ideas?"

"I guess not."

"Sometimes you have to take risks in life, Josh. You never know when one of them is going to pay off."

Josh reached forward and placed a hand gently on your arm. You relaxed them slightly, allowing him to reach down and grab your hands. He slowly pulled you towards him so that you were only a few inches apart.

"I know what I did was wrong, and that's why I'm willing to take a risk now."

You looked up at him, studying his face for any sign that this was just another game.

"I don't care what other people say. All that matters is you, Y/N/N. I love you."

You answered him by pulling him into a kiss. His hands moved to your waist, pulling you closer to him. It was a gentle kiss, but you could still tell just how eager Josh was to finally have you in his arms. Your fingers moved to his hair and twisted themselves in his red curls. You were beginning to think that you would never get tired of how soft his lips were.

He finally pulled away and pressed his forehead to yours.

"You better mean it this time," you said, moving your hand down to the side of his face.

"I've never meant something more."

You laughed and gave him another quick kiss. He smiled against your lips.

"I love you so much," you said. "Even if you're one of the biggest idiots that I know."

"Hey, at least I know how to dye my hair."

You rolled your eyes at him and finally stepped out of his arms. He looked at you with a dorky grin on his face.

"I hope you know that you still have to earn my trust back. One kiss doesn't solve all our problems."

"It sure did make a lot of them," he laughed a little. "But I'm more than willing to make all of this up to you."

You grinned, "Good. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go find Tyler."