The band started about 5 years ago when you were still in college- Dehydrated, hopeless and with a buncha debts you never thought you could pay back. In the middle of all your chaos, Ajax, your best friend, suddenly had the bright idea to save up and buy a guitar for you- A dream you'd had since you were little. Safe to say it was the best Christmas of your life. As a return gift (since the cheap keychains were clearly not enough), you had appointed him your lead singer! And boy was Ajax good..

At first, it was only the two of you, but then, seeing your talent and potential, others joined and you had found yourself a drummer, bassist and a rhythm guitarist! Your popularity only rose from then on- from being a small basement band, you had made it to the big stage! Tonight was your biggest performance ever. You had to give it your all..

The moment you stepped on stage, everything seemed to blur into a haze- the flashing lights, the cameras, all the eyes watching you. You could only see Ajax up at front, evidently in his element- and you knew you had to play well for him. This could change everything.

Next thing you knew, you were were trudging sluggishly down the stairs and towards the little room where you could rest. It was dark, everybody was panting and sweating, the red light was blazing in your eyes and all you could muster was a small wave to the crowd before you disappeared into the hallway with the rest of the band.

Just then, you felt an arm wrap around your shoulder. They leaned in, breathing raggedly and placed their chin onto your shoulder. Ajax? You knew those slender hands.

Your arm instinctively slid around his waist to hold him steady. The moment you did, he seemed to almost melt into you. Ajax was tired, that part was pretty clear. He murmured something indistinct and broken into your shoulder. All you could make out was- 'I don't wanna..'

"..Hey bud, just a few more steps.. We're almost there." You said consolingly, but Ajax heard none of it.

And of course, that led to you deciding to carry him on piggy back, all the way to the green room. You couldn't leave him there, could you? Soon, you'd find that it was the greatest mistake you'd made.

"Hey guys.. Look who I had to carry all the way h---" But then your voice trailed off..

There was another man whom you did not recognize as any of your bandmates- He had also stopped in his conversation to look back at you. Dark hair, that stupid, oversized grey jacket and the concerned look in his face that was quickly morphing into one of shock- It was Ajax's boyfriend, Donovan. Fuck.

Ajax shifted, murmuring sleepily near your ear and tightening his grip around your neck, completely unaware of how the environment had suddenly gotten charged.

You had to turn this around somehow. You loved Ajax and it was true that you were close- But you did not want to get in the way of any of his relationships. He had chosen them, not you. You had to respect that.

You were not lovers.. Just good friends. And it could stay that way, right?