Our Sweet Blasphemy.

My name is Rian. I'm eighteen years old. My life was simple and I loved it. From the little house I live in with my brother to my shitty job at a local coffee shop. But everything changed the night my friend begged me to come to a concert with her... Let me tell you something: having rockstars in your life is nothing but drama!

[This is something I started back in '10. It was originally something I wrote just to remember my first BVB concert, but I recently stumbled upon it again and decided to edit and improve it. And now it is a short story.]

RATED PG-13: suggestive references & language.