guys, where is everyone..

Why don't you remember, remember how we used to be. 

guess who's back back again guess who's back tell all your friends

i vote max causes a shit load of drama before i head off to tennessee sunday

holla

sparks the rescue motherfucka'

Thank you Norris for buying Netflix..

abigail-ha replied to your post: this has been yet another rant from sarah  ...

That ship cray

 trust me 

this has been yet another rant from sarah 

I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO SIT AND CUDDLE AND WATCH SCARY MOVES TOGETHER AND I CAN BURY MY FACE IN THEM AND WE CAN SNUGGLE WITH BLANKETS AND KISS AND JUST HOLD EACH OTHER AND LIKE FLINCH TOGETHER THATS ALL I WANT OKAY AND WHEN I SAY SOMEONE I MEAN NICK I JUST WANT NICK

someone pack my bag for tennessee and ill give you a blow job

lightsaton replied to your post: guess whos back motherfuckers 

I had sex??

 was it good?

guess whos back motherfuckers 

After the first bit, things got easier. Mostly it was the affect of Max smiling at him. The things that boy could, and would, do to him worked wonders. Josh made it through the apple, the taste sensation was something he missed. But, he had to make sure he wouldn't get carried away, not again. Binging was the worst, actually, the purging that came after was even worse. Just eat slow, you won't bloat, it's just fruit, just fruit, you'll burn it off on stage, it's just fruit, do it for Max. That last line, "do it for Max," is what got him through the rest of breakfast. "Do you wanna take a walk around before our set?" Josh nodded to the smaller boy, chewing up the last grape he had taken the liberty of popping into his mouth. "Yeah mate, just let me go to the bathroom." No, no, no. Max's face went white but Josh was off behind the closed door before he could even glance back to see his terrified best friend. Max knew what Josh was up to, he had known, for a while. You couldn't keep secrets from your best friend. Max laughed for a second at the irony he was putting out. He had never told anyone though, Josh didn't want people to know, even though looking into his eyes, they would scream 'help me," he never showed a sign of even coming close to coming clean. Max hustled back to the bathroom door, pretending he was messing around with the bunk beside it to avoid questioning about why he was listening in on what was happening behind closed doors. Inside, was a different story. Josh was standing there, just standing, the toilet in front of him, mocking him, mocking him in ever way possible to make him feel guilty what what he did. Not this time, no, not this time. Josh simple unzipped his pants and continued using the bathroom for what it was meant for, washing his hands, and then unlocking the door, stepping out, causing Max to almost tumble over backwards. "Mate?" Josh questioned, seeing as Max was not in his same spot at the table in the front. "Back here." Max called and Josh spun around in his heels, smiling at the boy he knew and loved so much. "I just wanted to grab a few bucks." Josh nodded, waiting as Max frantically searched for some spare change, actually only grabbing three dollars before they were headed out the door, Josh first, while Max stared at every feature he had to offer. 

"No- no way am I getting on that." Josh denied Max as Max simply kept pushing his taller friend closer and closer to the water slide this venue thankfully had to offer. "C'mon Joshy, it's hot." Yes, you are extremely hot, each of the boys thought to themselves as Max was trying anything and everything to coaked Josh into getting a fresh splash of water that he knew he secrelty craved so deeply. "Not uh Max, I'm not getting we-" Josh was cut off my a spray of cold water that had hit him in the chest. Max fell over in laugher, dropping the hose he once had in his hand as he stared at his diva best friend, standing there, scowl on his face, arms crossed shirt dripping wet. The crowd beside them had also taken amusment to the situation, as this was not unusal behavior for the two band mates. "I'm gonna get you so bad Helyer." Josh grunted out and began chasing after the smaller boy. But, Max had already planned this through and through. If Josh was going to chase him, let it be down the water slide. Even before Josh had caught on this his little friends game he was slidding belly down on the slippery surface, plumetting into the cold pond at the end, bursting in laughter as Max helped him up. "Why you all wet?" Max questioned with a smirk, leaving Josh speechless. 

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Max, who didn't have the best time falling back asleep, was perfectly comfortable just to sit and watch Josh. Every part of him. To the way his now small frame slowly rose and fell just at the perfect tempo, just everything, perfectly still. That is, until Josh snored loudly once and decided that he was going to roll over, pinning Max against the wall. Oh, if they guys even had a clue of what was going on in here. Max's eyes went wild, it had been forever ago since he had seen his best friends sleeping face, this close to him. Like stated before, Max and Josh always had sleepovers. Weather or not it was for the band, or the boys just wanted some alone time. They would always builds forts, always the same set up, even though Max was convinced Josh's lousy attempt at making a fortress were the reason why it was always knocked down in the mornings. Josh blamed Elissa. 

"No Max! That blanket goes there!" Josh bellowed to the smaller boy and Max retaliated by throwing said blanket over and on top of Josh has he up roared in a mountain of giggles, backing away from said boy who was now in a feverish attempt to rid himself of the blanket and highly resembled a cat with a rag over its head. Once Josh freed himself from the death trap he would growl, 'You'll be sorry for that one Helyer," and proceed to run and tackle the boy and trust me, Max had no means of trying to escape from his best friends grasp. Josh tackled the boy to the ground, also knocking down their attempted fort in the process. Max would be on the bottom of course, not having nearly enough strength to overpower,is big-boned best mate. But, one time, just a single time, when Josh wasn't paying attention, Max managed to flip them over, leaning close to Josh, pinning both his arms above his head, and in the moment, looking into his eyes, he knew, that we was in love with his best friend.

But that all changed, when Josh got Hanna. No more sleepovers, no more forts, they were all just childish memories to him now, nothing more than a memory. Max would give anything to relive those old memories, just one more time. Max was shaken back to reality when Josh let out a deep breath, the air hitting Max's face as he smelt the familiar aroma. "What had been going on with you?" Max whispered barely audible, and against his will, stuck out a hand to stroke Josh's face, pulling back abruptly when The younger boy started to stir and his eyes fluttered open. "Good morning princess." Max said and Josh smiled weakly, still not fully awake. "How did you end up here?" Josh teased and snuggled back into Max. As much as Max would like to stay here forever, he had a mission. Try and get Josh something to eat.

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Max's mind was racing a mile a minute. Why was he so stupid? Stupid, stupid, stupid. That's the only word that he could think of to describe himself. Like Josh ever wanted him to bunk with him in the first place. He just felt pity for the older boy because his other band mates could get a

hook up and he couldn't. Dan and Max were the only ones without girls to cater by their sides. Even Josh had Abigail now. Josh always thought that Max and Mel were going to work out fine, two short little, gorgeous, people that got along great. But something just didn't fit for him. Max, knew what it was, that he was in love with his best friend, but Josh didn't. It still puzzled him to this day. But that's how Max wanted to keep it. he didn't want anyone to know, especially Josh, anyone but him. They always say, tell them, maybe they love you too, you'll never know unless you try. Bullshit, telling Josh about his feelings could possible ruin the band. While everyone else is saying that oh, Max only cares about himself, Max doesn't care about Josh, Max Max Max. Why did everyone think he was so self centered? All those rumours and lies that were spread behind his back were the things that ticked him off the most. Max cared about Josh, and this band, more than he cared about himself. Saying that he didn't care about Josh was like stabbing a knife through his chest. The only reason, well, two reasons, Max didn't come clean was for Josh, as crazy as it sounds, it made sense to him. Then, the other reason, Abigail, that, that, nuisance, that ruined everything. Max had even liked Hanna, they got along like brother and sister. Yes, Max did love Josh but nothing had made him happier than being with Hanna, not even Abigail could have ever compared to the new highs she made Josh feel. Yes, Max wanted Josh, more than anything, but he also wanted him to be happy. He just wasn't himself with Abigail, there was just something, she wasn't right for him. Throughout all this thinking Josh had fallen asleep again with Max's arm still snaked around him, holding him close. Max's bare back along with Josh's were pressed together, emulating sparks from between them. Max rested his chin in the crook of Josh's shoulder, snuggling his eyes deep into his neck, breathing out a deep sigh, his hot breath bouncing back onto his face. Then, ever so slightly, Max pursed his lips out, gently pressing a small kiss to Josh's neck that sent electrical shock waves through his sleeping system.

Late Night Nostalgia : Max//Josh

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Late Night Nostalgia : Max//Josh

"Jesus Max." Josh growled out and rubbed his eyes at the sudden state of the light change as the soft glow filled his once pitch black bunk. Max was taken aback, he expected the bunk to be empty when he pulled back the curtain, apparently he was mistaken as his eyes were caught staring at the corners and curves of Josh's body that seemed to be getting skinnier and skinnier. As hot as Josh's body was no matter what size or form, Max couldn't help getting  a tad bit worried. Something like this didn't just come from jumping around on stage, it was more serious than that. "I - I thought you would have been with Abigail." Max's voice cracked out as he realized the state of undress, as well as more of Josh's. "Not tonight bud." Josh propped himself up on one elbow. "The drive from the hotel to the venue was too far." Josh paused for a second, trying to determine exactly what Max was doing at the side of his bunk late at night. "What are you doing here exactly Maxy?" God, just that nickname, the way his name fell off those perfect lips. "Dan has a girl in my bunk, and - and there's someone in his bunk and, thinking you would have been gone-" "Dan has a girl!" Josh cut Max off from whatever he was whining about and looked out of his bunk down to where Max's was, looking for any sign of movement or noise. "Josh." Max said using the palm of his hand to push Josh's shoulder and the rest of his body back into the bunk with a sudden air of dominance that Josh wouldn't have ever been expecting out of the small boy. "I need a place to sleep."