Part 1 - Kevin�s Point of View

I remember the first time I saw him. That day itself is a blur, and he�s like a lone figure, unmarred by everything. He�s the only thing that I see clearly from that day, even though I remember every detail.

It was sometime in November- I can�t recall the date� Actually, I can. November 21st. I can recall the date. How pathetic. But they were playing in the venue I worked at� And it�s my job to make sure that the before the show rituals get done and the things that need to be done get done.

I came upon them as they entered, raising an eyebrow. There were only three of them. �Isn�t there�� I looked down at the papers I held. �Four of you?�

The one in the beanie nodded. That would turn out to be his twin. �Yeah. He�s coming.�

The tallest one, Billy I think he was called, laughed. �He�s turning into you! Ah! Dare anyone take more time in the morning that Benji Madden!�

Benji, I assumed, rolled his eyes. �Yeah, yeah, whatever, Martin.� Yes, that was right. It was Billy Martin.

The white-blue haired one didn�t say anything. He just kinda stood there. I later learned his name was Paul, I think. He stood there looking at the ground. Almost like he knew something and was guilty because of it.

I later learned he was.

Finally the lone figure of him straggled in. Him being the other twin. Joel. Joel Madden. The point to this story. That was the first time I saw him.

And it was love at first sight- no, the clich�s like that get old after awhile, but it was something.

He was beautiful- even in the state he was in.

He was wearing baggy jeans and a sweatshirt with some band name on it. Mest or Rancid or� No, it was Mest I think. Yes, Mest. His hair was a mess and he looked pale, even for someone who spends his life on a bus. As he got closer I could tell that he�d been crying- bloodshot, red rimmed eyes were a dead give away.

�Oh my god! He really is becoming Benji!� Billy cried. Joel looked down and smiled - sorta - a sheepish like thing at the sight of the sweatshirt. I took that as a sign it was his brothers.

But Benji ignored that, and went right into telling him� For something I didn�t get yet. �I told you she was a slut and she would cheat on you!�

Ah. He had a girlfriend� or did.

Joel nodded. �Yeah. I uh, think I�ll..� he stopped to look at me before shrugging. �I think I�ll stick to guys from now on.�

I think he was looking at me to make sure I wasn�t a reporter or some such.

That gained a few chuckles and I smiled, speaking for the second time that day. �Good choice�� I grinned as they all looked at me. Okay, I was gay. Get over people.

I shook my head, then eyed the twins. �Keep your hat on, okay? I want to be able to tell you apart from a distance.�

They shrugged, but Benji nodded. I�d know which was which now.

The day progressed faster than I�d have liked. I watched them do sound check, checked in on their openers, and then sat down in one of the folding chairs that had ended up where in less than four hours bunches of kids would be jumping up and down in a mosh pit to the music of the guy that wouldn�t leave my mind.

And that was bad. He was rockstar, passing through my town. I couldn�t fall for him. Besides, he�d just gotten out of a relationship. That could be bad too.

But I survived the day, or did until a bit before the show started. Joel wasn�t singing worth crap that night, apparently. So I dragged him back to the back stage area, gave him some tea and told him to wash his face to get the bloodshot look gone. I turned away as my cell phone rang. It was Brent� My boyfriend.

�Hello?�

�Hey honey, I can�t make-�

I cut him off. �-the show tonight. Like everynight. But you know what, it doesn�t mater. We�re done Brent. This was going to happen sooner or later, and this way I don�t have to catch you fucking some other guy or some chick.�

I hung up and turned around to come face to face with Joel. He raised an eyebrow. �Wow.� He gave me a small smile with the comment. I could have lived for a year off that smile alone, let alone what would come later.

�Wow? Cause I just broke up with him?� I responded slowly, still stuck on the smile.

�No, wow because you had the guts to do that.�

I laughed, patting him on the back. �Just get out there and do your job.�

He did. And he did it amazingly well for a guy who�d just been cheated on. But the crowd didn�t know that.

When the bands were done, cleaned up, and ready to leave, the Good Charlotte (the band they were in) boys came up, asking me if I wanted to go get a few drinks with them. They had the day off the next day� And so did I! I accepted and drove them there in my car, three in back and me and Joel up front.

I don�t remember much from that. I know we both got piss ass drunk. And I do remember making out with Joel in a corner. Which I can live off for many years. God, that guy can kiss. We ended up dancing� Sometime that night. Someone else drove us back- I ended up at home with a note saying that the night was great and thanks for coming, see ya next time were in town - GC.

And that�s all I had of him. A bunch of fucked up memories.

But still, it was the first time I saw him.

Part 2 - Joel�s point of view

I remember the first time I saw him. The day itself isn�t one of my favorites, save for the memory of him. Every detail of him is clear.

He was standing with his back to me when I entered. Talking to the others. I didn�t even look at him at first. I was more into the ground.

Benji then began to rant on me about Claire- she was Paul�s cousin and Benji didn�t like her. Problem was, I did. And they tried to warn me off her- she�d been a slut for years, and we all knew it. I swear she fucked every guy on the football team every year in high school. Did I mention we�d known her since second grade?

�I told you she was a slut and she would cheat on you!� Oh god� Thanks for telling me Benj. I knew that.

But I nodded. �Yeah. I uh, think I�ll..� I stopped to look up at the other guy� him� before shrugging. �I think I�ll stick to guys from now on.�

That gained a few chuckles and he smiled, speaking for the first time since I had arived. �Good choice�� he grinned as we all looked at him. Okay, I guess he�s gay.

He shook his head, then eyed me and Benji. �Keep your hat on, okay? I want to be able to tell you apart from a distance.�

We chuckled and he nodded.

The rest of the day went fairly fast. I was singing like shit- a sure sign I�d been crying. But Kevin (I learned his name over the day) took me back stage and gave me some tea.

Then his phone rang. I, unashamedly listened to his half of the conversation.

�Hello?�

�-the show tonight. Like everynight. But you know what, it doesn�t mater. We�re done Brent. This was going to happen sooner or later, and this way I don�t have to catch you fucking some other guy or some chick.�

He hung up and turned around to come face to face with me. I raised an eyebrow. �Wow.� I gave him a small smile with the comment.

�Wow? Cause I just broke up with him?� he responded slowly, I don�t know what was bothering him.

�No, wow because you had the guts to do that.� I was amazed. I couldn�t have done that. Not at all. I guess I was the chick in a guy/guy relationship�

He laughed, patting me on the back. �Just get out there and do your job.�

So I did. Later that night, we invited him to come out with us. He agreed and we all piled into his car.

Right after arriving we all striving to get drunk. And I guess Kevin�s a lightweight, cause he was drunk real quick.

Don�t get me wrong though, I�m not that good at holding my alcohol either, but I do remember that night. All I have the say is thank god the bar was accepting to gay couples� or else we�d have been in trouble.

It started out innocently enough, to guys who had recently gone through a break up (recently as in the last 24�) and a bit of liquor. Then we danced. Which was probably a bad idea if we had wanted to NOT do what we did.

By the end of the night (the time we spent at the bar) we were making out� And oh god. He can kiss. You know how you just melt when that one person touches you� And you just feel like clay? Yeah, that�s how I felt.

He was so cute? Yes, cute. He was so cute� adorable� His dark hair was all messy and his light blue eyes were glassy. It struck me as odd, once when I looked up, that he�d have blue eyes and almost black hair.

But then he�d kiss me� And there went all relevant thought.

We made it back to his house- how, I really couldn�t tell ya. But we did. And then we made it into his bed room.

With out much detail, I can tell you he was aggressive� Yes, we determined I am the chic in the relationships.

But, that was probably the best sex- both of us drunk or not -that I�ve ever had.

When I woke up the next morning, I had a headache and I didn�t know where I was. I rolled over to face him, a soft smile on my face.

I was gone by the time he woke up.

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