A Beautiful Bromance

 

Danny:

                We were back in the US and the weather was shit – just in time for Warped Tour! I was watching Miranda set up the camera and biting my nails nervously. This was my second interview with BryanStars (Ben’s first) and we were finally gonna tell our fans about us. I was really nervous about it all.

“Hey, Miranda! Are we nearly set up?” Bryan shouted from my side. How long had he been there? Miranda gave us the thumbs up and walked over to us.

“Been checking me out, Danny?” she wiggled her eyebrows at me and giggled. “Ben won’t be too happy about that, you know.” I smiled at her briefly then returned to destroying what’s left of my nails. She frowned and pulled my hand away from my mouth. “You really shouldn’t do that.” When I tried to bite them again she pushed my hand away again and held it at me side.

“She does it to me, too,” Bryan mumbled to me then louder he said, “Where’s Ben, anyway?”

                I looked at him and noticed that he was filming with his iPhone. I smiled and opened the door to the tour bus.

“Ben Bruce has vanished into the abyss,” I said to the camera. “And we’re gonna go get him.” I led them onto the tour bus and into the bunk area, briefly taking the piss out of our Tour Manager as we passed him. We reached Ben’s bunk and I turned to the camera again. “I hope he’s not masturbating because I’m just gonna rip it open.” I whispered before ripping the curtain open. “Well he’s not masturbating.”

                Ben turned and smiled at us sleepily before turning back to his laptop.

“C’mon! We’ve got an interview to do.” A very faint “No” came from the pillow, which made me giggle. “Bidge up,” I said and climbed into the bunk with Ben. It took a good five minutes for Bryan and Miranda to convince us to get outside to the proper camera. But before we stepped outside, Ben hesitated. “What’s wrong?” I asked him, grabbing his hand. He shook his head and looked into my eyes.

“I’m scared. What if we get a lot of hate?” The same thing had been running through my mind all day, so I didn’t know how to reassure him. I opened and closed my mouth a few times, trying to find the right words to say. It ended up being Miranda that said something.

“Are you guys kidding? Most of your fans have been waiting for this for ages!” Both me and Ben looked at her in confusion. What is she talking about? She just rolled her eyes and barged past us. “C’mon, I’ll show you.” She led us back to Ben’s bunk where Ben’s laptop had been left on. She opened a new tab on Google Chrome and typed a single word.

“’Brusnop’?” both me and Ben questioned the word at the same time. There was no doubt that it was a mixture between my last name and Ben’s last name. Miranda pressed the search button and clicked on a website called “FanFiction.net”. She tapped on the screen.

“See? These are all stories that your fans have made about you guys getting together.” I looked at the screen in shock. There were hundreds.

“Wow,” was all I had to say.

“Are you guys a bit more confident about telling everyone now?” I was; a hell of a lot more.

                I looked at Ben and smiled. “Let’s do this.”