Would You Trade That Heart Of Gold For A Minute In My Skin?

UBER SORRY. I HAVE BEEN SO BUSY WITH EVERYTHING. GAH. FML. I hope you enjoy this. :

I hope you're doing fine
I hope you've found the time
To chase that dream
I wanna see you shine
You were always on my mind
And my heart's on my sleeve
You know what I mean

I Don't Wish You Were Dead Anymore: Bowling For Soup

2 years later

*Grace POV*

My alarm buzzed right in my ear as I slammed it off. I groaned. I hated waking up any time of the day. It just seemed wrong for my body to even get out of bed these days. Most likely because of my hectic job. Or just trying to jungle everything at once. But I wouldn't trade it for the world. I was happy, for once. I sighed and sat, running my fingers through my hair. I could feel it sticking out at all angles. I probably looked like a member of the hair bear bunch or some shit. I sighed and dragged it back into a ponytail.

"Grace! You up!?" My roommate yelled from the kitchen of our two bed roomed apartment. "Yeah, two freaking seconds." I moaned in return as I heard her laugh. I kicked the blankets off me and walked into the lounge where Liana was sat, in her boyfriend's shirt, eating pop tarts. "There better be more where that came from." I threatened. She smiled and went back to the TV. I raided the cupboards and found no pop tarts. "Bitch." I hissed; just quiet enough for her not to hear.

So I poured myself my sugary cereal and went to join her. Not without stealing one of the pop tarts on her plate of course. "What the hell?!" She yelled, with her mouth full. I stuck my tongue out at her and took a bite out of her pop tart before putting it back onto her plate. "Just to annoy you my dear." I answered, swallowing the bite. She laughed and threw a pillow at me. We were both laughing insanely until the phone rang. "Hey Greg, what's up?" I asked, picking up the phone. "Hey Gracie. You ready for this photoshoot today?" I swallowed my food and nodded. "Sure am. Me and Liana are gonna be there in about, thirty minutes?"

"Great. Great. They're nice guys. Maria just interviewed 'em. I think you're gonna love them." I smiled. "Okay Greg, thanks!" I said, quickly hanging up. "That man still thinks he's cupid after like, a year." I sighed, pouring the rest of my breakfast into the sink. "He did you set you up real nice though babe." Liana replied, chucking her plate and coffee mug into the sink. "You helped, I mean, you and Kyle were already dating." She smiled. She does stupidly widely whenever the world 'Kyle' is mentioned in any sentence.

Her boyfriend is the drummer of Forever The Sickest Kids. They've been dating for about, what, two years. There is an age gap but not like, a huge one. No, my boyfriend isn't in Forever The Sickest Kids. I did go on one date with Kent, and then we decided to be friends. My boyfriend's in a different band, smaller, which is great. I met him at a Forever The Sickest Kids show in Virginia, which me and Liana were photographers, for Greg's magazine. Small talk after the show led to a few drinks which led to a kiss. He was coming up to LA for a few days after the gig, so we met up for a few dates and we just hit it off. He was a great guy, and I wouldn't replace him with anyone. I mean anyone. I smiled as I checked my phone and found one new text message from him. 'I'll call you later. I can't wait to see you again soon. Love A xo' "That him?" I nodded and put my phone away.

"We better get ready for this shoot." I sighed, nudging her. "We need to know what this band is like to get an idea for this shoot." Liana sighed. "Kelly said they were pretty stupid. Like, not unintelligent stupid. Like, silly stupid." I chuckled. "Immature, you mean? Like, penis jokes?" Liana nodded. I sighed. I had enough with other bands. Liana laughed out loud. She gets enough of them too. "Let's get ready then?" Liana asked, grabbing her Panic at the Disco shirt from the laundry. I nodded, grabbing my blink 182 shirt from the ironing.

*Alex POV*

Photographers are annoying enough without them being late. Given, only five minutes late, but still. "Alex, stop being a fucking pussy and get over here." Jack yelled across the empty room. I chuckled and jogged across to their table. "Looking out that window ain't gonna make them come quicker." Zack pointed out. "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID." Rian yelled. We all laughed. Sex jokes equal win in this crowd. I stole a sip of Zack's Starbucks when I saw two girls run into the room. "We're so sorry we're late!" The brunette yelled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. I smiled at her. "It's cool." She smiled and her friend joined her. She stared at me for a minute.

"Grace. Stop staring." The brunette hissed. I chuckled. "I'm Liana and this is my partner Gracie. As in like, business and picture taking." I nodded, shaking her hand. Gracie stayed back but smiled warmly at me. "Okay, time to take pictures? Your make-up and hair is all one so yeah, over there please guys!" Liana yelped excitedly. We all went to the plain white back drop and stood around. "Right, so if we have Alex? Is that right?" I nodded, chuckling to myself. "Okay, if you stand in the centre. With..." Okay, she was struggling with Zack's name. "My name's..."

"Zack." Her friend said. Liana looked over at her. "His name's Zack, he plays bass. He's Rian, the drummer, Jack plays guitar and Alex..." She gulped. "He sings and plays guitar." I smiled at her, but she didn't smile back. "Thanks. I do know you're music, I really do, it's just, you know, so many bands so little time." I nodded and looked over at... Gracie, her name was? She was too busy with a smaller camera.

"Okay, pose for me." Liana said, smiling widely and getting behind her big ass camera.

*Grace POV*

Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Fuck my fucking life with a huge stick.

Okay. Seriously one of the best gigs of my life. If you ever get the chance to see All Time Low. Or The Audition. Or The Friday Night Boys. Go. Just go. I mean it.

Okay. Where do I start?

We got to the Cardiff Solus at 11.30am. With a small group of two in front of us. Friends joined them though throughout the day. FML. And not even ffriends jumped in front.Dicks. Anyways, we had to queue until 7pm. So yeah, long time. AND IT WAS FUCKING COLD. Worth it though. So yeah, the queue wasn't really interesting, I was very bored and cold.

Anyways, we got inside and we got ourselves at the side of the stage, right where Jack would be when All Time Low came on. No crushing really either, which was an added bonus. We waited for about ten minutes, and the lights dimmed, bringing on The  Friday Night Boys. They launched almost straight into Suicide Sunday. Which, can I say, I went insane too. I pretty much screaming at them their whole set. xD After Suicide Sunday, it was Permanent Heartbreak AND Mike who was standing right in front of me was mouthing the lyrics to our corner, but I was signing and yelling the lyrics at him. He did laugh at me because I was just jumping all the time, when no one else was. Next was That's What She Said and I laughd so hard when Mike, during the lyrics If she brings you in her room, and you close the door. You'll be right where every guy has gone before. Was doing that thing where stick your finger into a hole you made with your other hand. It was quite funny. Then, we had Stupid Love Letter. Before they played it, Andrew was like "We just made a video for this song..." I yelled, so loudly. "STUPID LOVE LETTER!!" And Mike heard me, pointed at me and said into his mike "Yeah!" And Andrew looked over at me. xD Next was, Molly Makeout, I WENT SO INSANE. I was kinda expecting Alex to come out and sing his part, but he did not. Still, great fun live. (Y) Next was High School. After Molly Makeout had finished, Andrew's jeans were falling down so we all yelled for him to play with his pants  down, and he fucking did it. My god. I cried. It was just so funny. And sexy, but that's not what I was crying about. Then, lastly, they ended with Stuttering which is just such a fun song. Me and friends were pretty much the only  people in the WHOLE crowd singing along. And, since Mike had seen me before, yelling the lyrics back at him, he threw a guitar pick. (Y)

That's now a necklace. ^^

Then, The Audition came on. Freaking incredable. Poor Danny had a sprained ankle due to an accidennt at the Birmingham show. He slipped on a puddle and got knocked out. Brave guy. Anyways, they opened with My Temperature's Rising which was freaking incredable live. Much prefer it. They then played You've Made Us Conscious and it was cool to hear them perform their older stuff as well as their newer stuff. It really, truely was. Then, Danny and Seth decided to chat to us about how they treated each other. Danny: I treat Seth like my son! Seth: You treat your son like shit and call him an asshole? Danny: If I had a son, I'd treat him like you Seth.  Seth: You'd kick the shit outta him. Pretty much that. Then, they played Love With A Motive which got me so hyper. And after that, we had Danny playing acoustic guitar on Los Angeles which was beautiful. Warm Me Up and The Way You Move followed  (which shocked me because I didn't think they'd play that xD). (Y) Seriously amazing set.

ALL TIME LOW ALL TIME LOW ALL TIME LOW

Um, yeah. xD Anyways, twenty minutes later, we were screaming. Matt come on and did some stuff, including making sure that their were inflatable penises on the speakers. I kid you not.

See, I do not kid you.

Anyways, so we saw Rian sneak on and the light went down. Everyone went mad as Ryan (From Runner Runner, filling in for Zack), Alex then Jack (FANGIRLMOMENT) ran on and immeadatly started off their set with Lost In Stereo. Bloody incredable live. I lost my voice pretty much after that one song. Then they launched into Six Feet Under The Stars and everyone pretty much was screaming. I showed Jack a sign I made him. It said 'JACK! SHOW US YOUR CLOCK!' Basically, it was a joke about the Poppin Champagne video. It's meant to mean his penis but he didn't get it and just showed us his wrist, which had no watch on. xD Anyways, they then started talking randomly. JACK'S VOICE IS SO HIGH PITCHED. I NEARLY CRIED WITH LAUGHTER. HE NEEDS TO EAT TOO.

Alex: Wales is such a goddamned lovely place. Fucking love you guys godammit. Thanks for coming tonight.

Jack: THIS IS LIKE OUR THIRD TIME IN YOUR CITY.

Alex: Yes. Hey Buddy (this was to someone in the crowd). You guys happy to be here? Yeah, somewhere along the way on this trip through Europe, the UK, Ireland and Wales and all sorts of places. I somehow managed to contract a cold. *Jack says something which I cannot understand* I have reason to believe it is the swine flu.

Jack: YEAH!

Alex: So, if anyone would like to commit to coming up here and contracting the swine flu.

Jack: You have to suck it out of a hose.

Alex: Yeah, you have to be blindfolded and suck it out of a hose.

Jack: That's the only way to do it.

Alex: And by that, I mean my hose is my penis.

Fangirl heaven.

Then they launched into Jasey Rae and I almost cried. No, I did cry. I couldn't believe I was hearing one of my favourite songs live. I went so insane. Then they went into Poppin' Champagne. And everyone was so hyper and dancing and just having an amazing time. My god, I just wanted to dance so much. And I did and most likely looked like a complete idiot.It was just too much fun. Then, more random talking.

Jack: I've never made out with a girl from Wales. There's a sign up sheet at our merch table , top 100 girls that sign up, I get to make-out with them. The top 10, I get to touch their boobs.

Alex: No.

Jack: No?

Alex: No. *Then we have some random talking with Rian, but it's like, only half the conversation because Rian had no mike.* So, this might be a little shitty but it's a Sunday. And in America on Sunday's rather than going to church I watch Football and drink alot of beer.

Jack: American Football though.

Alex: Yeah, yeah. American  Football. Our team, in our hometown of Batimore is in a very close fucking game with tthe Patriots of New England. It's pretty fucking close right now.

Jack: IT'S NEW ENGLAND NOT OLD ENGLAND.

Alex: And it's possible we might have just won a game so I wanted to share that with you. LET'S A GET A 'LET'S GO RAVENS' CHANT GOING. *And it worked until...*

Jack: Ohley, ohley, ohley, ohley, ohley, ohley.

Alex: This song is about the beer I enjoy drinking.

So, they went into Stella which I lost my glasses too, but since we were at the and the barriers were pretty crappy and and a hole in them, my friend Jess managed to grab themn for me. But it was still fun and so incredable.Then. MORRE TALKINGGGGG.

Jack: You guys having fun?

Ryan from Runner Runner: I am!

Alex: The Raven's lost.

Jack: GODAMMIT!

Ale: It was close. We fought the good fight.

Jack: Hey who is this guy? On stage with us.*pointing to Ryan*

Alex: Oh shit. Hey, who the fuck are you?

Jack: What have you done with Zack?

Ryan: I've taken Zack and replaced him with an uglier, weaker man.

Alex: I'm gonna need another guitar Danny. Wherever you are. I just gave our assistant tour manager concusion. Hey! So, this is Ryan, he plays in a band called Runner Runner. Zack had to fly home for a wedding. This handsome man is filling in.

Ryan: THEY FLEW IN THE SMALL GUNS.

Alex: You have a gun?

Jack: EVERYONE DOWN. THIS MAN HAS A GUN. *Jack then ducks*

Alex: I'm kidding.

Ryan: It's just a pistol.

Alex: I'm messing with you. Where the fuck? Where the fuck is my fill in guitarist?

Jack: Andrew's not gonna come up.

Alex: That little shithead. What happened?

Jack: Hey, let's a get a chant going...

Alex: What a douchebag. Usually, Andrew from the Friday Night Boys plays this song with us but he's not here today.

Jack: Where did he go?

Alex: Where the fuck is he? What a dick.

Jack: Let's kick him off the tour.

Alex: They're done. They're done. We have one show left to play on this tour and they're not playing. Fuck them. SO. THIS SONG IS ABOUT WHAT I'D LIKE TO DO TO YOU AFTER THE SHOW IF THAT'S OKAY. I THINK. WE'RE GONNA HAVE A RELATIONSHIP. I'M GONNA MAKE-OUT WITH YOU ALL. AND I'M GONNA SHIT ALL OVER YOUR HEART.

Therefore, they played Break Your Little Heart. That was just amazing, the guitar part is one of my favourites of All Time Low and it was just energetic. Everyone was dancing and having fun (apart from the guy behind me who seemed to be pratically bumming me because he wanted to be close to Jack :|). I honestly nearly passed out from dancing to much. Next up was Remembering Sunday you could hear the fan girls just slience. Thank fuck. But, just before the song. Alex, couldn't help himself...

Alex: You all the seem the kinds of people who have fantasic genataila. Am I right?    Hey man, what's going on dude? (again, to someone in the crowd) How are you?  Thanks.  You guys are like, quiet, eeriely quiet. I'm afraid of you Cardiff. I feel like I'm at a libary, not a show.  *I did yell Fuck You. In response. But, you know. In a loving way.* You need you guys to prove to me right now you have big, fantasic singing voices. Can you do that? This songs called Remembering Sunday.

I did cry. No, I sobbed. My tears were just pouring down my face. This song makes me cry on CD, but live, my god. I couldn't sing along because of my tears. However, Rian started playing the drum with an inflatable penis which made me brust out laughing. The only bit of talking I didn't get on film was when they were talking about that they could only succed in Cardiff if their testicles go up their body. And Ryan decided he would admit he only had one testicle. Very funny.  (Y) However, I got the ending-ish of it. Jack made this sighing noise, almost a grunt, so he got us all to do it and Alex decided to trust the air.

Jack: RIAN. Why do you have a huge dick in your hands? Not that that's anything werid but why now? In front of everyone?

Alex: I think there's a kick-drum microphone inside the penis.

Jack: Why do you have a dick in your hand man? Come on, THERE ARE KIDS HERE.

Rian then throws the dick into the crowd.

Alex: Have our dick.

Jack: YOU DID NOT THROW A DICK INTO THE CROWD RIAN.

Alex: Have our big inflatable penis. She's gonna eat it.

Jack then gets the tech guy to hit the crowd with some lights and tells this guy to start a huge circle pit. And if he failed, Jackwas gonna kill him.

Jack: When we start this song, we need people inside it. We can't just have a circle with no one inside it.

Alex: We can't just have a widdespread circle pit with no one inside of it. HAHAHA. DID YOU SEE WHAT I WAS DOING. I MADE IT SOUND LIKE WAS TALKING ABOUT A VAGINIA.

Then they  launched into Coffee Shop Soundtrack which is one of my favourite ATL songs. I went so insane and everyone thought was actually mad. I was dancing, crying, yeling with a strained voice and screaming all at the same time. They played it so well and all the kids who knew all their older stuff where so happy. Then, their set list said that they shoudl play Let It Roll but they didn't have time so they skipped straight to Weightless and I must say it's so much better live. Everyone in the crowd started dancing and yelling the lyrics back at them. They played amazingly and it was one of my favourite performances of the night. Then they went off.

Everyone started chanting for them to come back on, and they did for their encore. They played Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don't) and evryone was jumping everywhere, I got majorly crush and my ribs are now bruised. But, nothing could stop my fun and everyone was so happy. Then they played, of course, Dear Maria, Count Me In and that got everyone off their feet for the last time. Then, Alex got Seth from The Audition to play his guitar for him and he came over to our side and everyone grabbed his hand. I managed to grab his wrist as everyone was reaching for him. It fucking hurt. I was falling over and Alex was actually trying to properly grab my hand to help but this douchebag behind me grabbed it before me but Alex was looking at me, giving me looks to make sure I was okay. I nodded, still singing at him. Jack by this time had given his guitar to Mike so he could crowd surf in the middle of crowd. Everyone was demented by the time ATL got off stage.

It toook an age to get merch but I got three shirts and a FNB wristband. 2 ATL shirts and 1 FNB shir. BUT. SOMEONE WHEN I WAS STUFFING EVERYTHING INTO MY BAG STOLE MY FNB SHIRT. BITCH. I met Vinny Vegas which pretty much made  my night until I went outside. This is the merch I bought.

I pretty much adore them both. <3 I did have a FNB shirt that said CAN YOU C ME IN THE ICU. Before it got stolen. However, I ordered another FNB shirt from FBR. The gradient one. <3. But I managed to get a FNB wristband.

 It says Permanent </3 FNB. Permanent Heartbreak <3<3<3<3.

Okay. So I go outside the Friday Night Boys are there signing stuff. I run up to Mike and yell. "DUDE. I GOT YOUR PICK!" He high-fived me and I think he reconignsed. I hugged him so hard then some kid stole him. My friend Laura askeddhim to sign her shirt, so he stole my red sharpie then signed like, 3 other people's stuff before saying. "This is your sharpie right?" I nodded and he gave it back to me. I asked if I could have a picture with him, and I did.

Don't ask about his face. I don't even know.


Then he signed the sign I made for them to sign. It say's CARDIFF <3'S THE FRIDAY NIGHT BOYS so, he did. Then, I saw Andrew, started and allost hyperventalated before finding the gummy worms I got him. I ran up to him and yelled "I bought you gummy worms because I know you love them Andrew." He took him, smiled and laughed, gave them a weird look before saying. "Awh, thanks." Then he hugged me, WITHOUT ME ASKING. Then he was like "What does that say?" He was pointing to sign I had them. "It says Cardiff loves The Friday Night Boys. Because we do." Then he said. "OH MAN. THAT'S AWESOME." So, I asked him to sign it, and he did.

Yay! I love Andrew's signature. So, then I had a picture with Andrew and he hugged me so hard. I hoonestly felt like he was going to like, abduct me or something (not that I would have complained). In this picture, I realise I look so bad. But, we are wearing the same hat! I almost spazzed out when I realised.

CAN ANDREW PLEASE JUST TAKE ME BACK WITH HIM? PLEASE.

LOL. I didn't have enough time to run up to the other memebers because we had to leave. But, meeting Andrew and Vinny pretty much made my life. <3<3<3<3

Go se ATL and FNB on the Glamour Kills tour. Anyone who sees ATL will have an amazing time. Trust me.

As a leaving present, here's Andrew, with his pants down, performing High School.

Curtiousy of Laura. <3

Love Gracie xo

OHMYGODDDD. I HAVEN' UPDATED THIS IN, LIKE, FOREVERRRRR. I FEEL SO BAD. Enjoy it, if you can. xD

I've got a house in the back of my head
But I can't find a permanent resident
'Cause the market's down
And the area's not so good these days
I've got a watch but I don't have time
I've got a road and it leads to decadence
But a dead end sign waits down the line
I leave my footprints for the evidence

Poison: All Time Low

          *Jasey POV*

I wanted to stay behind when All Time Low hit the other side of the world, but I didn't think, no, I knew they wouldn't let me join Paramore on their No Doubt tour. I wanted to go to LA more than anything to see our little girl, bring her home. Stupid world fame. I chuckled as Jack snored loudly from the chairs opposite me. I kicked him and he jolted up, and then fell onto the lino floor. "OW! What the hell Jasey!?" He yelled. I laughed and offered my hand to him. I pulled him up and he sat back down.

"I'm so tired." He complained. I smiled and pushed my sunglasses back up my nose. "Hey, you've got some weeks off now. Catch up on sleep." I offered as I saw Alex come back with coffee. I smiled and took my cup from him. "Thanks babe." I whispered, blowing over it. "It's alright. Think of it as an apology for dragging you across the world for the past few weeks." I smiled and leant my head on his shoulder. "What did you think of Japan and 'down under'?" Zack asked, imitating a horrible Australian accent.

I chuckled and sipped my coffee. "I adored it. I love Japan, and Aus is just beautiful. I can't wait to get home though." I answered, looking up at Alex. He pecked my lips and gripped my hand. The rest of the guy's were off on a plane to Baltimore, while me and Alex were getting a plane to LA. We were officially going to start our search for Holly.

"I wonder what it's gonna be like..." Jack thought aloud. "What's what gonna be like?" Alex asked, taking a sip of his coffee. "Touring with little girl. I mean, will he actually grow up?" He asked, pointing to Alex. I smiled. "This boy will never grow up Jack. You know that." I stated, tapping his knee. Alex chuckled. "Just don't swear near her." He whispered, squeezing my knee. "Dude this coffee is shit." He gagged putting by Zack's sleeping feet.

We all giggled sleepily as I leant my head on Alex's shoulder. I shut my eyes and snuggled deeper into his collarbone. "I hate early morning flights." I sighed, re-opening my eyes. "You've got nothing to complain about missy."  Rian complained, kicking my shin lightly. "You have a layover." I sat up and smiled sweetly, until I kicked Rian hard in the shin. "OW!" He yelled, grabbing his leg. That scream caused Zack to jump up and kick the coffee over in the process.

"What the hell is going on!?" He yelled. I jumped up as the coffee landed on my feet. "For fucks sake Zack!" I screamed, slapping the side of his head. "What was that for?!" He shouted at me, holding the side of his head. "Hot coffee on white converse. You do the fucking math Merrick." I looked down at my shoes, sighing. That was until someone grabbed my waist and pulled down. I was sat on Zack's lap. "Zack let me go." I warned, looking at Alex. He winked as I fell back so I was lying across Zack. Then he started tickling me.

I couldn't breathe from laughter and I was kicking the air until Alex sat on my feet. "Oh my god! Zack! Please! Stop!" I pleaded through hysteric laughter. I was close to tears before he stopped and Alex helped me up. "I hate you." I whispered, catching my breath. "I love you too Jasey." Zack replied, ruffling my hair. I sighed and sat back on my seat, now fully awake. "You guys are such assholes." I breathed out, pulling the sleeve of my hoodie back over my shoulders.

They sniggered and went back to their zombie-like state until Matt came by. "Sorry to say guys, but the Maryland flight's boarding." The guys stood up and hugged us goodbye. "Bring her back for us." Jack whispered in my ear. I nodded and kissed his cheek. I quickly blinked away the tears of goodbye before Alex looked back at me. He saw me trying to get rid of them and kissed my forehead. "It'll be alright. I promise."

*Alex POV*

            After a two hour wait, we boarded our plane to LA and quickly were on our way. The movies were in real short supply and the food wasn't exactly great but I wasn't really hungry anyways. Jasey didn't even open her headphones; she just sat there, looking deep in thought. "Babe? Are you alright?" I asked, shaking her shoulder. She looked at me and nodded. "I know you're nervous but it'll be okay." I reassured her. "What if we can't have her back Alex?" She asked nervously. I put my arm around her. "They can't stop us sweetheart. We'll plead our case, and I'm sure they'll understand." She nodded. "As long as I get to keep you." She whispered, putting her hands on my face. I quickly pecked her lips before letting her fall asleep on me.

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It was around 3 in the afternoon in LA when we landed; so I got our hire car and we drove straight to the address. It wasn't hard to find, and to be honest, it looked like an amazing home. It was a large house on the outside, and looked so out of place in the row of mansions. It reminded of the houses back in England. I pulled up outside and sighed. "You ready?" I asked Jasey, holding her hand. She nodded with a deep intake of breath. We got out of the car and walked up the path way to the front door.

Jasey stopped suddenly before we walked up the steps to the door. "I can't go in there Alex, I just can't do it." She choked out. I wrapped her up in a hug and kissed her forehead. "We can honey." I whispered, tucking her hair behind her ears. "Our little girl is there, and you're her mom. We can get through this." I reassured her, kissing the tip of her nose. She gulped and nodded. She gripped my hand was we got up the stairs and knocked on the door. Her hand was clammy and cold with sweat.

We waited for five minutes, with no answer. "No one's home." Jasey breathed, almost in relief. "We'll come back tomorrow then." I suggested, kissing her hand. "Momma! Who are those people on our steps?!" I stared at Jasey who was shaking before I turned to look at the little girl below me. She was perfect. Her brown hair was straight and down, almost reaching her shoulders. Her eyes were a dark brown, very similar to mine. She had Jasey's lips, perfect and slim. Her nose too. "Can I help you?" A woman asked carrying grocery's. Jasey looked at her, and stared suddenly. "Jasey?! Sweetie!" She squealed, hugging her. "Hey Olivia." She whispered, replying to her hug. "Laura, it's not polite to stare at Jasey." Olivia pointed out.

I stared at 'Laura' as she nodded. "Sorry." She said in her high-pitched voice. "Come in! Come in!" Olivia ordered, unlocking and opening the front door. "Who's she?" I hissed in Jasey's ear. "She was my dad's receptionist, a family friend." She answered, shaking. "Why is Holly with her?" Jasey shrugged as Olivia came back to the door. "Your dad's coming down today, he must have sent you to see us." My eyes widened, as did Jasey's as we walked inside.

SO SORRY FOR THE LACKAGE OF UPDATES. I started college and have been swamped. Here's an update to keep you going.

She's so scene, Hollywood dreams
Broken 'cause she's no good at anything
Run around and around, make up your mind
I bet you strike out with her tonight
She'll look at you and swear she's true
What will moving to California do?
I know for sure she's lost her way

That's What She Said: The Friday Night Boys 

*Alex POV*

They didn't tow my car. I had no fine to pay. I just had to leave. As I drove, I couldn't think straight. Everything was a blur in my eyes until the first tears fell off my face. I pulled over into a lay-by and sat there for a few moments before I started crying. I didn't care who saw me punch the steering wheel in frustration before leaning my head on it. I took deep breaths to try and calm myself down, but it wasn't working. I couldn't believe she has actually left. After everything I had told her, everything we had done, I never thought she'd leave.

I wiped away the last tears on my cheeks with the back of my hand and started up the engine again. I started driving home, gripping the steering wheel hard. I felt my cell vibrate is my pocket, so I pulled up into this gas station to answer it. "Hey Jack." I sighed, switching off the engine. "Alex, Grace ran off, I woke up and she was fucking gone!" My eyebrows furrowed. "What the hell man? Grace wasn't with you last night." I heard him whisper 'Shit' before turning back to me. "Alex, Grace was here last night and this morning I woke up and she was gone."

"Whoa. Why the fuck didn't you call me?!" I yelled. "Because we were sorta busy, if you catch my drift?" My eyes widened. "You were fucking her?!" I hissed at him. "Whoa, calm down Alex." I hung up and threw my phone on the passenger seat. I quickly started driving again and pulled up outside Jack's place. I grabbed my cell, which was vibrating again and stormed to the door. I knocked on it and Jack's mom answered, saying that Jack was upstairs. I thanked her and ran upstairs before bursting into his room and slamming the door shut. I walked up to him, grabbed the neck of his shirt and put him against the wall. "You are a sick fuck. You fucking slept with her." I hissed. He gulped. "She wanted to Alex, I swear. I said no at first but she wouldn't take it as an answer. I feel terrible but don't you think we should go find her instead of yelling about everything?!" He shouted back at me.

I dropped him and bit my lip hard. "She's gone Jack. I mean, gone." Jack sighed. "Dude, she can't have gone far. She's got no money. No clothes. No food." I sat down on his bed. "She came back to me Jack. This morning, she came to see me." Jack's head snapped towards me. "What?" I looked up at him. "We were talking and I fell asleep. She stole some cash off me, and her clothes. She could be anywhere." Jack started shaking, before sitting next to me. "Why didn't you stop her? Why couldn't you stay awake!?" He yelled, yanking at his hair.

"Jack. I was waiting all night for her. You could have called me, told me she was with you then maybe I could have stopped her!" He rolled his eyes. "If I told you last night that I was fucking her, so don't worry about her. You'd come round and kill me. Don't deny it." He hissed. I bit my lip. He was telling the truth, I would have killed him.

*Jack POV*

"I'm sorry bro, but we still need to find her." I insisted. "Jack. Don't bother. She's gone, like you said, she can look after herself." He said emotionless. "Alex that girl might be just a lost cause to you, but she actually means a lot to me." He stared at me like I had just said I got his mom pregnant. "She means more to me than you'll ever know you asshole." He hissed. "Then why aren't we out there looking for her?" I whispered, right in his face.

He looked right into my eyes. "Because she doesn't want to be found." He said quietly. I inhaled deeply and sat down next to him. "I want to find her. I wanted to stop her but you can't force what you want on people." I nodded, absorbing his words. Then it hit me. "Wanted to stop her? You saw her leave!?" I shouted, standing back up. "Jack..."

"No! You saw her leave, but you didn't stop her?!" He stood up and grabbed my shirt. "I tried. I tried so fucking hard Jack! You have no idea how hard I tried. But she still wanted to leave us both! So don't blame me because she fucked you and left." He bellowed through gritted teeth. "How would you feel if the girl you liked slept with you, because you thought she loved you, left while you slept?" I asked, grabbing his wrists and pulling his hands off me.

He stared at me, yanking his arms away. I knew that look. That was same look he had after his brother died. When he wouldn't tell us that he had killed himself. "Alex, you're not telling me something..." I stated softly. He looked at his feet, then back at me. "Why didn't stop her?"  I asked again, more calm this time. "She wanted to leave. To protect us." He answered. "Wanna be more cryptic?" I asked, which made him chuckle.

"Sorry man. She just said that she needed to protect us." I nodded. "It's alright man. We'll get over this."

*Grace POV*

The dye was taking to my hair now; I chose the stupidest colour imaginable. Black on blonde. Yeah, good plan. I sighed as I leant over the train's basin and washed my hair, which was so freaking difficult. The water finally ran clear so I stuck my head under the hand dryer until my hair was sort of dry, which took so long. I threw the box out and looked at myself in the mirror. Everything about the old me was gone. I was new person. I sighed and walked out into the carriage.

I walked back to seat and looked out at the speeding scenery. LA was going to be so different to what I was used to. I was gonna need a job, somewhere to stay. Just a whole new start. Everything was gonna be different this time. It just had to be.  

In the UK, we won't be watching the VMA's until Monday, but in the twist of all. Here are my choices and votes. :D

However, the video's highlighted in red are who I believe will win, but the ones in bold will be who I voted for and therefore should win.

Love xo

Here we go...

Best Female Video:
Beyonce - Single Ladies
Katy Perry - Hot 'N' Cold
Kelly Clarkson - My Life Would Suck Without You
Lady Gaga - Poker Face
Pink - So What

Best Male Video:
Eminem - We Made You
Jay-Z - D.O.A (Death of Auto-Tune)
Kanye West - Love Lockdown
Ne-Yo - Miss Independant
T.I. Feat. Rihanna - Live Your Life 

Best Hip-Hop Video:
Asher Roth - I Love College
Eminem - We Made You
Flo Rida - Right Round
Jay-Z - D.O.A. (Death of Auto-Tune)
Kanye West - Love Lockdown

Best New Artist:
3OH!3 - Don't Trust Me
Asher Roth - I Love College
Drake - Best I Ever Had
Kid Cudi - Day N Nite
Lady Gaga - Poker Face

Best Pop Video:
Beyonce - Single Ladies (Put A Ring On It)
Britney Spears - Womanizer
Cobra Starship Feat. Leighton Meester - Good Girls Go Bad
Lady Gaga - Poker Face
Wisin y Yandel - Abusadora

Best Rock Video:
Coldplay - Viva La Vida
Fall Out Boy - I Don't Care
Green Day - 21 Guns
Kings of Leon - Use Somebody
Paramore - Decode

Unfortunatly, it's impossible for me pick bewteen Fall Out Boy, Greenday and Paramore. But FOB won my vote, but I think Green Day will steal it. I won't be hurt at all. That is one of my favourite songs and videos.

Video of The Year:
Beyonce - Single Ladies (Put A Ring On IT)
Britney Spears - Womanizer
Eminem - We Made You
Kanye West - Love Lockdown
Lady Gaga - Poker Face

Breakthrough Video:
Anjulie - Boom
Bat For Lashes - Daniel
Chairlift - Evident Utensil
Cold War Kids - I've Seen Enough
Death Cab for Cute - Grapevine Fires
Gnarls Barkley - Who's Gonna Save My Soul
Major Lazer - Hold The Line
Matt And Kim - Lessons Learned
Passion Pit - The Reeling
Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Heads Will Roll

Best Video (The Should Have Won A Moonman):
Beastie Boys - Sabotage
Bjork - Human Behaviour
David Lee Roth - California Girls
Dr. Dre - Nuthin' But A 'G' Thang
Foo Fighter - Everlong
George Michael - Freedom
OK Go - Here It Goes Again
Radiohead - Karma Police
Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers - Into the Great Wide Open
U2 - Where The Streets Have No Name 

So there we go. Who did you vote for or who do you think should win?

This chapter, as a warning, is pretty sad.

Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't see it with your eyes
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
Cause if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah

Brick By Boring Brick: Paramore.

*Grace POV*

I actually managed to sleep this time around. But not for long admittedly. I woke up at noon, and Alex was still dead asleep. Mind, he had waited up all night for me. On his calendar it said he had band practice at 3 this afternoon, so I had to leave before then. I hoped he was so tired he wouldn't wake up as I got my head off his chest and sat up. He groaned but snuggled up quickly in his duvet. He looked like a puppy with his hair all over the place. I smiled at him regrettably. My clothes were pretty close to the bed so I found them all quickly and pulled them on. I felt so dirty but I knew what I was doing was right for Alex. I was irrelevant. I tucked him back in and blew him a kiss. I quickly, but quietly threw all the clothes and stuff I could into my old rucksack. I snuck on his red hoodie. I felt bad taking it but I hoped he'd understand.

I picked up his wallet and chuckled at the picture on his driving license. He looked so young. I took $35, just enough to get me out of here. I put his wallet back and stared at him. I was shaking as I opened the door. I didn't want to leave him, I really didn't. I never felt anything like what I felt for him. I had to leave him something, but I couldn't. A clean break. I crept out of his room and shut the door quietly before sprinting down the stairs and into the kitchen. His parents had already left for work, so I grabbed some food out of the cupboards and a bottle of water. I didn't know when I was going to be eating again. I slipped on my shoes and opened the front door. I inhaled deeply as I stepped outside, with a backward glance into the house, I shut the door.

I sighed and walked away from the Gaskarth residence and into Baltimore; I needed to find the train station again. It wasn't a long walk at all, but the only train leaving in the next 30 minutes was one to LA. "Can I help you?" The ticket person said. "Can I have a one way ticket to LA?" The guy sighed and did some typing. "Okay, that's $30." I handed him the cash and grabbed my ticket from him. I looked around the station, and I caught sight of myself in a glass window. If Alex woke up and found me gone, this is the first place he'd come. I fiddled with my hair and had an idea.

I ran into the drug store, and looked around. I picked up scissors and looked around at the hair dyes. It sounded stupid, but I needed to look different. "The 12.55 train to LA is now boarding, could all passengers please board the train." I grabbed any colour I could and quickly paid with my last $5 and ran to the train. I got on and quickly sat down at the back of the carriage against the window. No one really looked at me as they got on. All I had to do was wait.

*Alex POV*

Last night was the best but most regrettable part of my life so far. "Grace?" I asked as I sat up. I looked around my room, and her clothes were gone. "Grace?" I picked up my boxer briefs and put them on. I got up and looked in the bathroom, and she wasn't there either. "What the..." I asked myself. Then I saw it. Her backpack was gone. "FUCK." I hissed grabbing my wallet. Sure enough, some of my money was gone. Not of all it.

I needed to find out where she was. She was the girl I couldn't afford to lose. I pulled on my jeans and shirt that I found on the floor; but I couldn't find my hoodie. "OH COME ON. THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING." I yelled kicking the wall. Yeah, it fucking hurt barefoot, but I ran downstairs and put my shoes on. I grabbed my keys and got in my car. I had an idea where she could be. I drove towards the train station, just praying that she was there.

I pulled up outside the station and ran. "Sir, you can't park here!" The traffic guy said. "Fucking tow me then. I don't care right now. The love of my life is in there and I need to stop her leaving." I shouted at him, sprinting inside. I looked around the station, but I saw no one that resembled her. I looked at the departure boards; the next train was one to LA. It was worth a shot. I saw the train and ran for it, but security stopped me. "Sir, you can't get passed here without a ticket." I heaved a frustrated sigh, digging through my wallet. The guys turned away for a second to help out this older woman, so I took my chance and ran for it. "Hey! You!" The guys shouted after me. I continued running until I jumped on the train. I ran down the length the carriages looking at each seat, just trying to find her. Then I saw someone at the back in a bright red hoodie. I ran to them and grabbed their arm.

"WHAT THE HELL IS YOUR PROBLEM DUDE?!" She yelled in a sort of distraught voice, before I pulled her hood down. It was her, and she looked scared to see me. "You can't leave. Please." I begged. "Alex, you have to understand! I don't want to hurt you." She pleaded. "Just get off the train, forget about me. Stop getting yourself in trouble." She hissed, tearing my hand off her arm. "I love you. Please, just. Stay." I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand. "I can help. I can't stand to see you leave." She bit her lower lip in tears. She grabbed my hand, stood up and kissed me.

"You, get off the train!" I heard the security yell at me. She didn't stop kissing me until the grabbed me. "I love you." She whispered before letting go of my over-stretched grip. The two guys restrained my arms, and I saw her sit back down in her seat. "Grace!  Come back! Please!" She looked out the window and ignored me. I was pretty sure I saw her wipe away a tear.

On the platform, the guys let me go as soon as the carriage doors shut. I ran up to the window and knocked on Grace's window. She looked at me and placed her hand on it. I put my hand against hers. She mouthed 'I'm Sorry' before the train started taking off. I ran with it, keeping my hand against the frosted glass until they left the platform.

"Okay, sir, I think it's time to move along." I swear, I could have cried.

We sold our souls in dark hotel rooms
We slip tongues and lie like "I will see you soon"'s
Two explorers in dark making maps and drawing shots
Put the world on notice I'm ruined and I know it
We threw the game from the start
I'm desperate and devoted the secret no one told us
My songs know what you did in the dark

My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark: Fall Out Boy

*Grace POV*

I couldn't sleep after it had happened. I just lay there, naked, with Jack's arm around my waist, his breath against my neck. His snoring filling my ears. I glanced at the clock on the wall, it was coming up to 5am. I sighed and tried shutting my eyes, hoping that I could fall asleep but every time I shut my eyes, I saw Alex. It was like he was haunting me, and it hurt me so much that I could just betray him like this. I just wanted to get rid of everything about myself, but I guess I wanted to leave Jack some form of memory. No doubt I'll just be one of many girls to have a one-night stand with him.

Alex called Jack 7 times during the night, every half an hour until Jack said that his mom was getting pissed so he had to come home. He was lying through his teeth, of course. He was at home, with me, and never left the house to begin with. I bit my lip and looked at Jack's cell phone. He'd put it on silent after Alex called at like 12. I grabbed it with my spare hand and unlocked it. '12 MISSED CALLS: ALEX BITCHHH'. I never felt so guilty. I put the cell back and made a decision. If I was gonna leave Jack with something, Alex deserved an explanation.

Slowly, I lifted Jack's arm off me and attempted getting out of bed. It was hard, but Jack seemed the deepest sleeper to ever exist. I found my clothes quickly, pulling them towards me with my feet before putting them on. I still managed not to stir Jack. I looked at him as I stood up and smiled. He was still the cutest and sweetest guy I'd ever met, but I just had to leave him. I blew him a kiss and crept out of his, shutting the door as quietly as possible. I managed to get downstairs without anyone noticing: and after finding the house key, out of Jack's house.

There was only one person I needed to see now.

*Alex POV*

I hadn't slept all night, I really hadn't. I'd had so many Red Bulls that I think they were having the opposite effect. I could feel my eye-lids dropping ever so often but I tried keeping awake. If I did fall asleep, I quickly woke up thinking Grace had come back but: she hadn't. My mom was gonna pissed I hadn't slept. And I mean, through the roof pissed. I walked up to the door and decided she wasn't coming back. I opened it and checked one last time. It was pouring down with rain and there was still no sign. I sighed and looked out on the street and there was someone running.

They ran straight to my open door, I saw their clothes. "Grace?! I yelled running outside. She ran straight into me, wrapping me up in a hug. "Let's get you inside. You must be fucking freezing." I instructed, ushering her inside and shutting the door. "Stay there." I said, running through to the kitchen and grabbing two towels waiting to go upstairs into the bathroom. I threw one at her and quickly dried my hair before going back over to her.

"Where the hell have you been?!" I hissed at her. She wiped her nose in her wet hoodie sleeve. "Alex, I'm so sorry. I really am." She whispered, choking softly on her tears. I wrapped my towel around her and snuck her upstairs, shushing her tears until we were in her room. I shut the door and wrapped her up in a bigger hug, which was to comfort her as well as to warm her up. "Alex, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have run off. I should have told you everything that'd happened. I...I...I love you."

I gulped and kissed her forehead. "Tell me what happened. Please." I begged, tucking her wet hair behind her ears. "It was an accident, he threatened to kill me." She whispered. "He had his hands, around my neck. I...I couldn't breathe. We were struggling and we got to the landing and I just pushed him away and he fell off the landing and landed straight on the floor." She said; her hands twitching as I grabbed them. She looked at me, her eyes glassing over. 

"I thought he was dead, so I stole some money off my mom and I ran. I caught the first train out of Brooklyn, to Baltimore." She stammered through. "I'll protect you, whatever happens." I said, kissing her fully on the lips. She ran her hands through my wet hair and cupped her face. I leant my forehead against hers. "I love you, and I just want to help you." I said. She smiled, which caused me to chuckle. "Alex... there is one way you could help me." She whispered. I nodded and she let her hand fall down my chest, then up my shirt. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?" I asked.

She bit her lip. "This is what I want. Alex, please." I wanted to, I really did, but morally, I couldn't. "I can't..." She kissed me again, harder and fiercer than before, before I knew it, I had my shirt removed, breaking the kiss.  "You can... Please, I just want you. I want to feel everything you feel. I love you." She whispered, caressing the skin of my torso. I cupped her face and kissed her. If this is what she wanted, I could give it to her.

*Grace POV*

This is what I wanted. Alex's skin against my skin, just everything was perfect. I had told him I loved him, because I did. He loved me, but I wasn't good enough for him. Now was something for him to remember me by. He held my hands, kissed me and just made me feel like I meant something. I couldn't believe that this was how we'd remember each other by. He deserved better. "I love you." I moaned to the boy above me. He kissed me, and sometimes, that meant more then words.

Therefore I didn't post. However: my friend lauralikeslollipops and I posted a journal on her buzznet. Check it out. :)

But, I have it now too. MWHAHAHA.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOE TROHMAN!

So as you may know, today it is Joseph Mark Trohman's 25^th birthday and we thought he deserved a journal saying just how amazing he is.

Firstly, he is amusing. We can't tell you the times he has made us laugh from looking at youtube videos and genuinely hilarious photos. We thought we'd share a few of our favourites.

 Jason Mraz and Chewbacca. *Grace because I'm cool* All we need for this party is Pete dressed as a penguin and Andy dressed up as Lady GaGa. xD

Back to Laura :)

He just looks very terrified. Bless him. *Grace again* Pete's picture just came up on a billboard. xD We allllll know which.

*Laura*

Self Explanatory.

*Hey, Grace again.* WHY WON'T YOU GROW TREE?! IS IT BECAUSE I LEFT YOU FOR THE MOSS!? THAT NOW LIVES ON MY WALL, BUT WHO CARES?!

*End*

Another reason is his love of the extravagant. Whether it be the moss wall as mentioned above or a velvet suit. Joe knows life's luxuries.

While on the subject on the velvet suit, I think it's time to look at Joe's... different taste in fashion.  

*Grace, hi how are ya?* HOWL AT THE MOON FOR ME BABY! YEAHHHHHHH.

I know its fancy dress but still.

The velvet suit. So wrong yet so right.

The next photo is a reason in itself...

Don't tell me you don't love it. Even Patrick can't tear his eyes away. (BTW Grace did the editing. I got a good grade in art and am therefore far more superior ;])

Now back to some more serious reasons... or maybe not. So one of our final reasons is of course, that gorgeous face. And more importantly his two blue eyes.

*Grace hereeee* Laura is kinda in a trance. I mean, seriously. If I hear her say 'pretty' one more time... Oh, wait. She melted into a big pool of fan girl slush. *pokes* Yup, that's what those eyes do to a girl. I do love them: they make me want to go swimming. CANNONBALL!! *Grace. Out.*

He's just so handsome. *Grace* Birds live in that hair. But y'know what, he is pretty damn beautiful. No denying.

HOT MEXICAN!!! (Don't ask)

Okay, so, appearance aside. What else can say about this amazing dude. He's one of the most incredibly sweet guys ever to exist. Without him, there would be no Fall Out Boy. He wouldn't have brought Patrick to Pete. Thank god for him going into that bookstore. Hey, Joe. You're one of the most amazing men I think we could ever want to meet.  As many people would know by now, Fall Out Boy is the band that helped save my life. So, I owe Joe my life in a way. For that Joe, I am so thankful. You deserve the world. We couldn't give you that, BUT we had a party in your honour. :) Gracie xo

Btw that is 25 in Roman Numerals (thank you to my big bro)

And we made a wish for you Joe.

Okay so it's my go. Joe, you are the most incredible guy. Not because you are beautiful but you are sweet and caring, I'd forgotten guys could be like that. Before you, I was in love with the Alex Pettyfers of the world. Handsome but nothing beneath the skin. Then you came along and made me smile for reasons I don't understand. You are far from perfect but that makes you even more amazing. You're an strange, crazy guy who has made me realise that that's okay. It sounds sad but you're always gunna be in my heart as the guy who made me smile. So thank you. Truly thank you. I don't think there is anything more I can say but these are the lyrics I think some up what you mean to me.

If a picture paints a thousand words,
Then why can't I paint you?
The words will never show
The you, I've come to know

If a face could launch a thousand ships
Then where am I to go?
There's no one home but you,
You're all that's left me too.

And when my love for life is running dry,
You come and pour yourself on me.


If a man could be two places at one time,
I'd be with you
Tomorrow and today,
Beside you all the way

If the world should stop revolving spinning
Slowly down to die,
I'd spend the end with you.
And when the world was through,

Then one by one the stars would all go out,
and you and I would simply fly away.

Thank you again. Love Gracie and Lo x

Your eyes wide, always ahead of the curve type,
Quiet, and confident.
Oh, we stood there, awkward and youthful, we tangled;
A piece of my soul escaped.
Oh, we are restless and tired of sleeping with giants,
A modern mankind with their egos of fire and it seems like...

Sleeping With Giant's (Lifetime): The Academy Is...

*Alex POV*

She said nothing. Fucking fantastic. I didn't need this at all. "I'm sorry." She whispered. "I don't think it's me you need to apologize to. Your dad is in hospital because you tried killing him!" I screamed. "I don't know what you want me to say Alex. You obviously made your own assumptions." She snapped after a few minutes of silence. "I want you to tell me what the fuck happened." I snapped back. "I can't!" She yelled, tears making an appearance. "Why not Grace!? I think I have a right to know if I had a criminal in my house!" I shouted, storming over to her. I knelt down and lifted her head up so she was looking me in the eye.

"Alex, let me go. You're hurting me." She whispered, grabbing my hand. "Not until you tell me the truth why you ran away." She bit her lip. "I can't tell you Alex. I don't want to hurt you. Please." My arms started shaking. I wanted to let her go, just hug, tell her I'd protect her from anything but I kept stern. "It hurts that you feel like you can't tell me truth. I need to know." I said calmly. "I don't want to hurt you anymore. I've gotta leave." She whispered in a rush, trying to get up. Out of pure instinct, I kissed her and she just melted back into stillness.   

"I still want you here. I just need to know what happened." Her bottom lip was shaking as her hands reached up and touched my face. "I have to leave. I promised no one would get hurt." She said, looking straight at me. "Your dad is in hospital, close to death, you've already hurt him." Her eyes grew from affection to anger in a matter of 3 seconds. "I told you everything about him. Everything he did! You're just like everyone else!" She screamed kicking me down below. She just missed my dick and kit my thigh. I bit my lip in pain. "Let me go! I mean it! If you don't let me go I'll tell Lisa about everything!" She threatened. I stared at her. She looked serious.

I let her go and she grabbed her shoes. "I'm sorry. I know that your dad was an asshole. But I just want to know what we're dealing with. If it was on purpose." She stared at me before opening the door and slamming it shut, without a goodbye. "FOR FUCKS SAKE." I shouted, kicking the back of the couch.  I grabbed my cell and dialled Jack's number. "Jack, hey. She's ran off. Help me look for her?"

"Yeah dude. I'll get in my car and drive around." He said, rushing around it sounded like. "Thanks man. I owe ya." I said, hanging up and grabbed my car keys.

*Jack POV*

I was just zipping up my black hoodie when my doorbell went. I answered it and Grace was standing there, tears etched across her face. "Can I come in?" She asked. I nodded speechless. She smiled and walked in, kicking off her shoes. "Can I talk to you?" I nodded and ushered her inside. "Jackie, sweetheart! Who is it!?" Mom yelled from the kitchen. "Just a friend mom!" I yelled back, grabbing her hand and getting her up the stairs. "Do you and your friend want cookies!?"

I sighed. "No mom! It's fine." I shouted back. We went into my room and I grabbed my cell out of my pocket. "What are you doing?" Grace asked in a panic. "Calling Alex. He's gone looking for you." She bit her lip and quickly grabbed my cell and threw it to one side. All of a sudden, her lips crashed into mine. That was a shock. What was a bigger shock was she unzipped my hoodie and threw it to the ground while trying to make-out with me.

"Whoa, what are you doing?" I asked as she stuck her hand up my t-shirt. She bit her lip. "Something we both wanna do." She whispered letting her hand fall lower. I gulped. "Look, you're not old enough. I can't..." She sighed and unbuckled my belt. "Jack, don't go all moral on me. I want to, Jack. With you." She leapt on my lips again, and scared I pushed her off. "You didn't even want to kiss me earlier!" I announced, dragging my fingers through my hair.

"A girl can change her mind." She whispered, kissing me again. Sure, I liked her, she wasn't bad looking and she was a nice person. She yanked her shirt off and mine in a matter of five minutes. I kissed her back, cupping her face and leading her back onto my bed. Alex would kill me if he found out.

*Grace POV*

There was no going back now. After tonight, there was nothing about the old me left, I could start again. Jack was kissing me all over, I was kinda shocked he didn't notice any of my old scars and bruises. I shut my eyes and let Jack do what he wanted. "I love you." He moaned in my ear. I gulped and let him kiss my neck. I did love Jack, I really did. One thing wasn't right, he just wasn't Alex. I could see his face after this. He'd hate me, but I didn't care. After tomorrow. I wouldn't see him ever again.

How long ago did I even update this story? xD I really should do it more often, so I'm thinking of updating this one alot before the others get updated. But that is subject to change.

Enjoyyyyy.

Laura grasped her best friend's children's hands as she opened the door. Melody ran for it, with no need for instruction. "Momma! Wake up!" She screamed, jumping on the bed. Grace sighed pulling the pillow over her head. "MOM!" Melody screamed, landing beside Grace. "Mama." Freddie added, crawling to sit with Melody. Grace chuckled and sat up, rubbing her eyes awake. "Okay, am I going to have to yell at you because of the bags under your eyes or are you going to tell me how you're so tired?" Grace giggled and yawned, picking Freddie up and put him on her lap. "Patrick called me last night and we were talking until late." She answered, stroking Melody's face. "How late is late?" Grace bit her lip and looked at Melody. "3am. I think. Give or take." Laura rolled her eyes and stole Grace's cell from her bedside cabinet. "No contact with him until he sees you walk down that aisle and you say those vows." Grace pouted at Laura. "Cute faces never work with me, so don't even try." Grace stuck her tongue out her and smiled at her kids. "Mom, you have to go get dressed. Auntie Jessica is getting mad because your dress is here." Grace sighed and pulled the duvet off her. "This is so much more stress than it's worth." She muttered under her breath, carrying her son and walking out of her bedroom. "I heard that!" Laura yelled as she reached the top of the stairs. Grace rolled her eyes and made her downstairs and into the kitchen where Jessica was yelling down the phone. "We can't afford her to be ten minutes late! That will put the whole wedding ten minutes behind. Do you know who she is marrying? Oh, fine!" She screamed slamming the phone down on the counter. "That doesn't hang up a cell phone Jessica."

"Shut up! I know!" She screamed at Grace, hanging it up properly. "The hairdresser is running behind by ten minutes. So now everything will have to behind and..." Grace sighed. "God, it's not like the end of world." She interrupted. "It's not like I've gone into labour or anything." She added, grabbing herself a bottle of water. "Don't jinx it. I do not want you giving birth in a church." Laura hissed. "Well, it has to pop out sometime."

"JUST NOT TODAY. THANKS." Jess yelled.

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The butterflies were flying in his stomach like they had been on red bull since their cocoon days. He was so nervous but he knew he shouldn't be. He sipped his coffee, tapping his fingers rhythmically on the marble counter-top of the Wentz kitchen. Patrick took a deep breath and dragged his fingers through his hair before checking his phone for any messages. Nope. None. He sighed and drank more of his fourth cup of coffee. "You'll be needing to pee all day." Jess informed as she secured Bronx in his carrier. Patrick chuckled and tipped the rest of his mug down the sink. "Happy now?" He asked sarcastically. Jess sniggered, shaking her head. "Sometimes I think you're more annoying then Pete. But then I remember how Pete used to be before you and Grace together." She shuddered which caused Patrick to laugh. "Okay, I better get over there and calm everyone down."

"I'm sure everyone will be fine." Pete offered, making an appearance. "Um, I think not. Jessica already called yelling that the hairdresser is late and how Grace is threatening to go into labour and just everything." Patrick chuckled. "Grace would threaten that to get everyone to calm down." He said, rubbing the bridge of his nose between his thumb and fore-finger. "Yeah, but as stated, it has the opposite effect." Jess argued. "Can you please get ready, make sure you're at the church on time or I'll divorce you Peter. And if you forget those rings I will then kill you with my bare hands. Cassie, come on baby!" Jess rambled. "Yes ma'am." Pete said saluting as Jess left the house. "Okay Stumpy, you going to get changed because I think Joe needs a shower, and we all know how it takes him to wash his hair." Patrick laughed and nodded, getting into the bathroom before everyone else.

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"Melody, sweetheart please don't complain about your dress." Grace sighed from her stool. "But Mom!" Grace quickly got off her stool, apologizing to the make-up artist to kneel in front of her. "Sweetie, you're not the only one to hate wearing dresses." She whispered in her ear. Melody chuckled. "But, please babe, just for now then as soon as you can, you can change. Okay?" Melody nodded as Grace hugged her and got up. "Sorry. I really am." She said to the make-up girl, sitting back up on her stool. "Oh, you're going to look so amazing when she's done." Jessica squealed. Grace scoffed at it but let the make-up artist do her thing, putting eye-shadow on her. "The hair-dresser's in with Jess." Laura stated coming out of Grace's bedroom. Her hair was down and perfectly curled. Her dress was also perfect, well since she had designed it herself, it would look perfect on her. Jessica was also done, her short brunette bob was straight and her make-up simple. Her dress was similar to Laura's, but shorter and tighter. Grace didn't even have her dress on yet, but her make-up was pretty much done. "Okay, right, dress!" Laura yelled, grabbing Grace's hand and yanking her into the bedroom.

"Clothes off! Now." Jessica ordered grabbing the dress. "Why did I even agree to wear a dress. A suit would have been better." Laura nearly choked on air. "IF YOU DON'T PUT ON THAT DRESS I WILL PUT IT ON AND MARRY PATRICK MYSELF." She shouted. "Okay. Just don't yell at the pregnant woman." Grace hissed as she pulled off her sweats and old Cobra Starship t-shirt. Jess, Jessica and Laura all adjusted the dress onto Grace, putting it in all the right places. "Hold your breath and suck in your stomach babe." Jess said. "Yeah, like that'll help." Grace scoffed. With a laugh the zip was done up and Grace stared at herself in the mirror. "Okay, grab my kids. Here goes nothing."

Hello peopleeeeee! Well, today is the day I offically had to grow up and get my exam results. I took my GCSE's in May and June and today, the 27th August, I had to go pick them up and see if I got what I needed for college. I needed 5 GCSE's graded A-C. This is what I got:

English Language: A*

English Literature: A

Maths: A

Science: A

German: C

Religious Studies: A

Geography: A

History: A*

Drama: A*

Yayaayaya. :D

The highest grade possible is an A*. :D So pleased.

I won't try to philosophize
I'll just take a deep breath then I'll look in your eyes
This is how I feel
And it's so surreal
I got a closet filled up to the brim
With the ghosts of my past and their skeletons
And I don't know why
You'd even try
But I won't lie

BoysLikeGirls: Hero/Heroine

*Grace POV*

Everything was so wrong. Alex, Jack, just everything. Tonight was the night I was meant to go to the movies with Jack and, to be honest, I was nervous. I did like Jack, I thought he was unique but when I left home, I just wanted to get away from everything. Relationships where never on my mind but they were just thrust upon me. Alex and I would talk when his parents were asleep; it wasn't a sleazy thing at all. He was one of the only people I felt I could confide in. I sighed at myself in the mirror. I didn't look great, at all. I had no clue what either guy saw in me, but what they saw they obviously liked.

I walked out of my room in black skinny jeans and a baggy shirt of Alex's. Well, it wasn't that baggy, but I just liked it. Lisa works Thursday nights, so Alex was alone. He smiled at me as I walked to sit in the lounge. "Looking forward to tonight?"  He asked from his beer bottle. I nodded, sitting down on the couch. He came from the kitchen and sat on the chair next to me. "Jack's a nice guy." He sighed regrettably. "Well, I don't know exactly." I replied. He nodded, knocking back another gulp of his beer. This silence was awkward now. It never normally was, but now I was going out with Jack, it was.

After a few moments, he grasped the TV remote and switched the television on. He seemed to hate this silence as much as I did. The news was on, and that was about it so he just left it on. He wasn't paying attention to it, his eyes were vacant. I glared at the TV, just waiting for Jack to come in. "...a man from New York has pleaded for his daughter to come home tonight. Stating 'you are forgiven.'" The anchorwoman drawled. They showed a picture of the guy in hospital. My eyes stared at him, my body twitching.

*Alex POV*

"...Kevin Harold's daughter pushed her father down the stairs and then ran away from her Brooklyn home. Her parents have pleaded for her to return home safely..." The door went so I got up and answered it. When I came back into the room with Jack, the television was switched off. "You ready?" Jack asked her. "Um, yeah. Sure." She answered quickly and nervously. She was shaking as she left, so I left that down to nerves as I turned the television back on.

"...And here is a picture of Grace." My eyes shot open wider. I wasn't interested before, but now I was as I stared at a picture of the girl I think I loved. "She left her home in all black and her location right now is unknown. If you see her, contact the police because it is thought her behaviour could be dangerous..." I turned off the tube before I heard anymore. She wasn't telling me the whole truth. She nearly killed her dad, so the police must want her for attempted murder. He must have tried hurting her again, and she was defending herself.

But I really didn't know that. I'd need to confront her. I went to the refrigerator and grabbed another beer. This was gonna be a long wait.

*Grace POV*

The last time I went to the movies was when I was kid for a birthday party, when my parents were keeping up that perfect family persona. I sat in my seat, at the back, next to Jack while he ate the most popcorn I had seen in my life.  He was the kind of person you felt the need to love because he's so adorable, you just wanna keep him in your back pocket and pull him out when you're sad. He smiled at me as the movie started. It was a cartoon movie I think, oh yes it was. With talking dogs. Such a Jack movie.

That news report played through my mind as the movie rolled. I kept watching the movie, but I was just seeing my dad in that hospital, tubed up and everything. He looked so vulnerable. If Jack or Alex saw what I was capable of doing, they'd turn me in. Then I'd go back to him, his rules. I could feel the beating already. I just stared at the screen as we sat there, that was until I heard Jack yawn and felt his arm around my shoulder. That was the cheesiest move in all of existence. I just tapped his hand, chuckling. Why couldn't my whole life be like this, light-hearted and no regrets?

Suddenly, Jack's lips were in my hair, grazing against the skin of my neck. Oh fuck. "Um...Jack." I whispered. He didn't reply and his hand grabbed my jaw, pulling my lips towards his. Part of me screamed for him to get the fuck off and part just grabbed him and pulled him closer. My emotions are so fricking indecisive.  I sat there for a few minutes, just letting Jack make-out with me. It wasn't that I didn't enjoy it, I just didn't know a lot about this. And I didn't know how I felt. He stopped suddenly. "Um, sorry about that." He said breathlessly. I nodded, wiping my mouth on my sleeve. It was obvious he didn't regret a thing, so when the movie ended, we didn't talk.

"I'm not really sorry, okay?!" He yelled when we got in the car. I chuckled at his animated expression. "I can't this fucking silence, it's like I've suddenly gone and deaf." I nodded, but giggled all the same. "I forgot that you were new to this."

"Hey it's cool, I mean, just I don't wanna move fast with anything. I wanna get settled here first before I commit myself to anything." Basically, in Grace talk, 'I don't if I like you enough to date you because I think I might like your best friend. And hey, even staying here isn't defiant yet so back the fuck off.' He smiled, turning into Alex's drive. "You're young, I would have been the same. Just friends for now then?" He offered. I nodded, giving him hug.

As soon as I walked back into the house, kicked off my sneakers and walked into the living room, my happiness drained. Alex was sat on the couch directly opposite me, staring into space until he met my eyes. "I'm going to give you one chance to explain to me what the fuck you did."  He hissed without emotion. "I don't know what you mean." I stuttered. He stared at me, more through me. "That news report was interesting. Watching it again might, you know, jog your mind." I started shaking and fell to the floor.

Fuck. He knew. He knew that I had nearly killed my dad.

I really should update this more. :|

::I'm Sick And Tired Of Always Writing Songs About You::

So fold your hands child
And walk straight now
Go on take your best shot
They can never find
Our secret hiding spot
Where we play all day
We'll go on and on anyways
Fold Your Hands Child: Cobra Starship

*Jasey POV*

"ALEX, PLEASE! I'M ALRIGHT!" I yelled at him for the fifth time. He insisted on wheeling me out of the hospital, when I could have easily walked. "I'm just worried about you, that's all. Calm down." He replied. I sighed and leant my head on my hand. "I thought you like being pampered." He muttered. "Yeah, like, a romantic meal or something. Not being treated like an elderly aunt." I heard him chuckle. "You want me to cook, I will." I jumped out of my wheelchair. "No way Gaskarth. I wouldn't trust you anywhere near any cooking appliance. Ever." Alex laughed and dumped the wheelchair and just held my hand as we walked to the car.

I wanted to bring Holly up, but I didn't want to ruin this pleasant feeling. Instead, Alex did for me. "Haley's been looking for her you know?" He stated, opening the car door for me. "Holly?" He nodded watching me get into the car, before shutting my door. I waited for him to get into the car and strap himself in before talking again. "Any luck?" He glanced down, biting his lower lip. I knew what the answer was. He shook his head. I put my hand on his shoulder. "We'll find her baby. She's out there, and we'll get her back." He smiled and touched my hand. "Can I have some of your optimism?" I chuckled and kissed his cheek.

"It'll be alright, trust me." He didn't reply, and just started up the engine. I glanced out of the window, watching the scenery go by. "If we find her, will be able to take her back?" He whispered, squeezing my knee. I bit my lip, but nodded anyways. "We should do." He smiled and put his hand back on the steering wheel. The truth was, I didn't think we could. Adoption was so complicated these days. Even the involuntary kind. "How did the show go last night?" I asked, looking at Alex. He smiled. "Pretty awesome. Everyone was pretty much asking me how you were, if you were okay and shit like that." He said, nudging my shoulder. I chuckled. This was how it used to be, before my mom died. So natural, easy and fun that it was just like laughing. You felt the need to do it, because it made you feel better.

"Japan next isn't?" He nodded, glancing either side of the junction. "You guys are gonna have so much fun." His eyebrows lowered, meaning he was confused. "Aren't you coming with us?" I bit my lip picking at the hole in my faded denim jeans. "I was thinking I'd go with Haley, see if I can help find Holly." Alex inhaled sharply. "I need to keep an eye on you Jasey. I can't ever let you out of my sight again." I sighed. "Alex, I'm a big girl now. I need to find our baby." I reassured, put my hand on his knee. "I can look after myself."

"Yeah, because falling into Lake Michigan was fucking responsible." He muttered taking a left to our hotel. I ripped my hand off him, my eyes hurt but thundering. As soon as he had parked, I stormed out slamming the car's door shut. I ignored him until I got inside and he needed to show me which room we were in. "Jasey that comment was uncalled for, sorry." He said when I slumped onto the double bed. I sighed and glanced at Alex. "I want to find Holly honey. I really do."

"I do too; I mean, I never even got the chance to see her. I just want to be there when you find her." I could understand where he was coming from. I'd want to be there if he found her. "Haley's made so many inquires and nothing's come up." He said regrettably, sitting next to me. My fingers tickled the small of his back as he sighed. "Why don't we go down there, to Franklin, and ask ourselves." I suggested. "We could, I'll call them up now if you want." He replied.

I sat up sharply as he pulled his cell phone out of his jean pocket. After getting the operator to put him through, he put it loudspeaker so we both could hear everything.

*Alex POV*

"Hello, Franklin social services. How can I help?" I inhaled and gulped. "Hi, this story is gonna sound unlikely but you need to listen." I said. The woman inhaled too. "Okay sir, what's your problem?" Jasey took over. "When I was seventeen, I moved to Franklin and I had a baby 3 months premature and my father, Dr. Richard Williams, tricked me into signing adoption papers for my daughter. Her name was Holly Karen Gaskarth-Rae." I heard the receptionist typing. "You gave her my surname?" I whispered. She smiled to one-side and nodded. I kissed her forehead. "What's your name?"

"Jasey Elizabeth Harrison-Rae. My name might be under just Jasey Rae." More typing followed. "Your daughter was adopted, but it was a closed adoption. There's nothing I can do."

"I was forced into it! I never, ever, wanted to give my baby up. Holly was too special." The woman sighed. "All you can do is file for a court order to get custody of your daughter back. Her adoptive parents are more likely to keep custody of Holly overall." I was close to tears, Jasey's eyes were flooding so I talked. "What if we sort after her without the courts, if her adoptive parents want to give her back can we then have her?"

"Sir, in that case you would have to find the parents and request from them custody of your child. It is possible." I smiled, sighing in relief. "Can I possibly have the address so I can go to them personally?" I could tell the woman was nervous. "I will. Just, tell anyone where the hell you got it from." Jasey leapt back to life. "We won't. Just, please." The woman sighed and after what seemed like endless seconds she repeated an address. In LA. "Thank you so much. Sorry we didn't get your name."

"Jessica." She said quietly. "Jessica. Thank you so much." She chuckled once. "It's okay. Just, do what you can." Jasey smiled widely. "We will. Thanks. Bye!" She hung up and lunged at me with a hug. I hugged her back, rubbing my face in her shoulder. "I can't believe we've found her." She whispered. "Yeah. I can't either."

In high school, he was the class clown running around the track in just boxers. On a school trip, he packed a water gun which scared every single member of airport security while we were flying to DC. The strip search was the most hilarious to happen in our school's history. I met him on that trip; he simply asked to sit next to me on the plane. The girl reading a book on economics. Yep, you read right, economics.

He sat down and smiled lightly at me. I knew his name; everyone did in the sophomore year. "Hi!" He shouted, putting his hand in the air. I pushed my glasses back up my nose and smiled weakly. "I'm Jack by the way." I nodded, causing my glasses to fall back to the edge of my nose. "Are you new or something? I don't think I've seen you before." I bit my lip and shook my head, still reading my book. "Are you like, a mime or something?! Because that would be awesome, or are you like, retarded and can't speak?" I stifled a snigger. Boy, this kid was blunt and to the point. "I can speak, I just prefer not to." I answered politely. He nodded and glanced at the title of my book, meaning he had to lean a long way. "Economics? Is this what you do in your fucking free time?" I sighed and slammed my book shut. "Can you please let me read? And like keep your mouth shut. And swearing isn't clever you know so stop cursing right in my ear. Thanks." I rambled before turning around so my back was facing. Gotta love the window seat.

"Are you like, on your period or something because if you get PMS that's totally fine with me, but you do need to chill out. Let loose, relax." I rolled my eyes and just continued reading. "Or are you too embarrassed to talk about your woman troubles?" I bit my lower lip, hard, and shut my book again. I shuffled around to face him and I was going to throw all these insults at him when an announcement was made that we were taking off. Oh holy mother of Jesus. My book landed with a loud thump on the floor as the plane set into motion. I gripped the arms within an inch of my life, unaware at that time that Jack had put his hand on mine to comfort me. I only noticed when the seatbelt sign went off, so all the kids started jumping about. I ripped my hand away like it had been burnt and cradled it. "It's alright to be afraid of flying you know?" I tucked my fringe behind my left ear and reached under the seat in front of me for my book.

When I found it and sat back up, Jack was heavily involved in a paper ball fight with some other guys towards the back of the plane. One hit the back of my head. "Oh shit. ALEX IS DICK! YOU JUST HIT MY FRIEND!" The guy called Alex quickly yelled a response. "YOU DON'T HAVE ANY FRIEND'S BARAKAT!" Jack just laughed, flipped him off and sat back down. "He's always taking the piss. He's my best friend, so I guess he's allowed." I nodded, still reading. "I feel it's quite rude because I don't know your name and know mine." He said, impersonating my slightly posh accent. I chuckled. "I'm Francesca." His eyes widened. "And what era are you from?" You had to laugh. I'd thought about that loads of times. "I didn't exactly get to name myself." He giggled and nudged me. "So Francesca." He said, emphasising the snobbery sound of my name. "What classes do you take, because I swear I've never seen you before?" I gave up on reading and shut my book. "Calculus, Algebra Level two, Economics, English and World History." His eyes widened. "Okay, what planet are you from because that sounds like my nightmare?" I laughed lightly. "I'm from around here, I was at your elementary school for a year and I'm in your English class." He nodded.

"My surname is Bond, that's how Mr. Stephenson addresses me." He clapped his hands. "Oh yeah! You live in that h-u-ge house near school. Is your dad called James?" He asked, chuckled. "No, close. Jeremy." His mouth made an o shape. "Hey Jack, you better come back here, Zack just... OH HELLO THERE." I rolled my eyes, Alex Gaskarth, the emo heart-throb of Baltimore Central High-School. I rolled my eyes and re-opened my book. "Okay, someone's officially pissed." I just inhaled sharply and ignored his comment. "Alex, this is Francesca. Franky, this is Alex."

"Whoa! Franky? That's not my name that time I checked." I interrupted. "Yeah, but Franky sounds cooler. Trust me, it suits ya." I rolled my eyes while Alex and Jack talked, continuing to read quietly until I needed to get my MP3 player out of my backpack and plug myself in. I was bobbing along to Green Day, finally relaxed about this stupid flight. Until, that is, when Jack decided he'd steal it. "WHOA. I did not have you down as a Green Day die-hard. Can I check out your other artists?" I sighed, took out my earphones and handed him the MP3. He was like a child, quite happy messing around with things that didn't belong to him.

"You have amazing taste, just so you know." I chuckled. "I mean, Fall Out Boy, Blink 182, Green Day, Aerosmith, Jimmy Eat World and god, I did not expect this." He said, sounding winded. I grabbed my MP3 from him, smiling. "Well, what did you expect? Britney and Madonna?" He smirked and nodded. "I kinda did actually." I shrugged and took my MP3 back. "Well, never judge a book by its cover Jack. I mean, you look like a skunk but that doesn't mean you smell really bad." He punched my arm lightly, chuckling. "Gotta dig my blonde streak, it's a statement." I shook my head and popped my MP3 and book back into my backpack which was at my feet.

He pretty much fell asleep after that, and when his friend Alex decided he'd come and pour water on him, he jumped out of his seat which made me jump. "HOLY HELL. THAT WAS NOT COOL." The air hostess came by, told by guys to sit down because we were landing. "Need someone to hold your hand?" He asked politely, holding his right hand out. I shook my head but when we started descending, I gripped it so hard; I think his poor hand went numb. I even had made nail marks on his palm. I let him go and I knew that I wouldn't see him or talk to him again on this trip most likely.

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 "BUT SIR, SINGLE SEX ROOMS ARE SO BORING!"  Alex Gaskarth yelled loudly at Mr. Ryan, our World History professor. "Sorry Mr. Gaskarth but rules are rules. I can't let you share a room with a girl because I'd be responsible for whatever happened. Sexual or otherwise. Plus, you guys are under the legal age." Alex sighed and dropped his arm from around his girlfriend, Keighley, I think her name was. "I thought you were cool sir." He said sadly. "Sorry to disappoint you Alex, but rules are rules." He clapped his hands, catching everyone in group's attention.

"Okay, this place sleeps three a room, so you guys get into three of the same sex and then Ms. Harlow and I will hand out your keys. Then we can stat our learning tomorrow, followed by a small party..." The amount of claps and cheers around the group were second to none. "With no alcohol because we have a plane back to Baltimore. The rest of today is relaxation, as long as you're back in your rooms by 11pm, you can go out. But! If you're not back, it'll be detention for a whole month." The groans followed and then the picking frenzy began.

I stayed away from the group; I'll just get put with the kids who need an extra person. "Um hi." This girl with bouncy brunette greeted. "I'm Kara, and this is Keighley. We need an extra person and we were wondering if you wanted to share?" I glanced around; no one else seemed to need me so I nodded smiling. "I'm Francesca." I greeted in return. "OH. YOU'RE FRANKY!" Keighley screamed. "Jack mentioned you. It's so cool to see you." She said, shaking my hand firmly. "Thanks, I think." I replied, glancing at Jack who was sharing with Alex and his more muscular friend. "Okay girls, here's your key." Said Ms.Harlow. "Room 312 so why don't you ditch your bags up there then you can relax." I nodded and took the key, heading towards the elevator when Jack, Alex and their friend jumped in with us. "Keighley! What room are you?" She smiled, wrapping herself around him. "312, yourself?" He waved the key in her face. "313. Across the hall from you guys." She clapped her hands, squealed and kissed his cheek.

She kinda reminded me of a leech.

"Franky! Hi!" Jack greeted, patting my head. I was about a foot shorter than him, but I slapped his hand away before chuckling. "Hi Jack." He smiled. "Zack, this is Franky." He nodded as he looked at me. That kid scared me already. "You sharing with Kara and Keighley?" I nodded, pushing my glasses back up my nose. "Oh, that's so cool! We can have like, a sleepover tonight." I bit my lip and shook my head, pulling my backpack back onto my shoulder. "Thanks but I'll just be a party pooper." He looked a little sad but he seemed to understand. "That's okay, but you're defiantly coming tomorrow night. I'll drag you along." I chuckled as the elevator opened. "See you around Franky." Jack said sweetly as we got to the corridor between our rooms. "See you." I watched him, and he watched me. That is, he walked into a shut door. Everyone laughed as he kicked the door, and then hopped around grabbing his foot. Kara and Keighley ushered me into our room.

"Oh. My. God. Did you see him stare at you Franky?!" Kara yelled, claiming the middle bed. "Not really. He was just being friendly." Keighley rolled her eyes.  "You are new to this. I could see he was eyeing you up earlier. Our Jackie has a crush!" I rolled my eyes back, claiming the only available bed next to the window. Jack didn't have a crush on me; I knew it and he did to. The girls went out after an hour and I laid on my bed, MP3 and books being my source of relaxation. At about seven, someone came on knocked on the door. I answered it, mainly so I could tell them to shove off. "Hey Franky." Jack greeted, all dressed up in black skinnies and a shirt. "Um, hey Jack." I replied, opening the door more a little more. "You sure I can't interest you in hanging out? We're going out now for some shit to eat then heading to our room for some fun." I smiled and touched his arm. "Thanks but honestly, I'd rather not." He sighed, flicking his fringe out of his face. "Well, then, at least let me take you to this party tomorrow night. Or like, promise a dance." I smiled.

"I promise you one dance."

"A slow one." He quickly noted for me. I nodded. "Okay, a slow one. See you tomorrow." He put his hand up and waved as I shut the door. Did that just happen? I think Jack was just trying to ask me out on a date. Or was I just being paranoid?

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"...and that's the history of that." Mr. Ryan finished as we were standing around the Washington monument. "Okay guys, that's today's activities done!" Everyone cheered and clapped. I did too, trying to put my notes in my backpack at the same time. I dropped it on Jack's feet. He was paired with me, just by chance. Yeah right. Kara and Keighley are 110% sure Jack has a crush on me. Part of me wanted it to be true, I mean, I liked him, but he was too popular. He could get a cheerleader like Keighley or a punk model like Kara. Not someone as plain as me. I mean, I've never touched make-up before.

"Here you are Franky." I smiled warmly in response, and took the notepad from him. I stuffed it in my backpack and zipped it before throwing back over my shoulder. "So, I'll come pick you up with Alex at 7. If that's cool? I know how long you girls take to get ready." I chuckled as we started walking back to our accommodation. "I take less time then you, the amount of gel you guys put in your hair." I pointed out, giggling. He rubbed his hair, laughing nervously. "IT AIN'T HAIR GEL. IT'S SEAMEN!" Alex yelled from behind us. Jack hit him jokingly while I laughed. "I love that movie." I stated. "I do too. Can't beat it really, except from the classics. Freddie got Fingered, now that is immense." I nodded in agreement.

We continued chatting about movies until we went our separate ways in the corridor between our rooms. I walked in with Kara and Keighley hot on my tail, almost pushing me in. "I FEEL LIKE I'M IN GREASE." Kara said, very loudly. "What the hell?" I asked. Keighley smiled and sat me down on her bed. "For this dance, party, whatever you wanna call it. We're gonna make you over. Alex suggested it." My eyes widened. "Oh, no. I'm okay. I'll just change into my jeans and a shirt, brush my hair and teeth then I'll be done." Kara's eyes widened. "Look, I see you with Jack. You obviously like each other. Why don't you show him how amazingly beautiful you can be."

"If Jack likes me, he likes me like this." I pointed out, pushes my glasses back up my nose. "Okay, what about for an experiment? See how Jack reacts when he picks you up and you look so beautiful, he goes into a coma." I laughed at Keighley's statement. It would be quite interesting to see how I looked with make-up on, hair done properly, and outfit perfect and girly. I sighed at my defeat. "Fine, just this once." The two girls squealed and took my glasses away. "Please tell me you have contacts." I nodded, even though I couldn't see much more than a blur now. "In my backpack, front pocket in the plastic case." Kara, I think, jumped to my backpack, empting it before putting something on the dresser. "Okay, right so if I pull your hair out of this pony tail then style it." Keighley said. "You do the make-up and then we'll find the perfect outfit." The high-fived each other and set to work.

My hair was yanked with a brush; my face was touched over and over again with so many different make-up products and brushes, that I had lost count. "Kara, that make-up really suits her." She smiled. "I know simple yet effective. I'm loving those waves in her hair; perhaps we should curl them a little." Keighley clapped and heated up her curlers. "Okay, do you mind if I go through your clothes?" Kara asked. I shrugged as I felt hot metal touch my hair. I heard her tut at most of my clothes, actually all of them so she resorted to her and Keighley's clothes. "I'm thinking your sliver, low cut number with my ripped black skinnies."

"Studded belt and my pearls. The big chunky ones." Kara clicked her fingers and threw everything she had listed onto the bed next to me. "Once Keigh is finished with your hair, I can get ready while you dress. Then we'll be ready for them." I nodded, nervous. "Voila! My god, I can work miracles." I chuckled and reached for the clothes they'd given me. I stumbled into the bathroom and pulled on the costume. The top was sliver and glittery, something I'd be scared to pick up in any store. It was as low-cut as I could imagine so I kept my black vest on. I pulled the jeans over my hips, which showed my skin even paler then it was before. The black leather of the belt was decorated with hard, reflective metal as studs. I just put it on and held my breath as I clipped the pearls around my neck. I held onto the wall as I stepped out, meeting Kara and Keighley's excited squeals.

"OH MY GOD. YOU LOOK SO AMAZING." They said in unison. Kara passed me my contacts with the statement. "Time for Franky to see." I inhaled sharply and poked both contacts into my eyes. What I saw in the mirror was just, not me. "Who am I looking at?" I asked which caused both girls to laugh. My black hair was down and curled perfectly, with a large side sweeping fringe which skimmed my left eye. My eyes were outlined with heavy black with sliver glitter on the lids. My skin was porcelain pale, like a china doll.

"I feel like I've just stepped out of a copy of Alternative Press."

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After Kara and Keighley were dressed, made-up and shoes picked, I pulled on my battered vans. I needed some form of closure if I was actually going out like this. My stomach was doing several somersaults a minute while we were waiting. On the dot at seven three knocks landed on our door. Kara answered with Keighley. "So guys, you ready?" They asked, however I didn't see their response. "Is Franky in there?" Before I knew it I was being thrown into Jack's arms. He stared down at me, is jaw dropping. "Oh my fucking..."

"You look so hot." Alex blurted out before covering his mouth. "Um, yeah. I was going to say that." Jack reasoned, still looking at me with an open jaw. "Right, let's get this party started!" Keighley announced, ushering us all downstairs. I could Jack's eyes on me as we went down the elevator and as we went into the large ballroom. "Come on Jack! We gotta dance this place down!" Alex howled yanking his hand. I just watched for awhile while Jack, Alex and Zack danced around the room, starting a conga line several times and then Alex unbuttoning his shirt and spinning it above his head. You had to laugh. Jack jumped off the speakers, playing air guitar and skidded towards me on his knees. "I believe you promised me a dance." I sighed and nodded as he pulled me onto the dance floor. "I know you really like Green Day, so I asked for this slow song."

Summer has come and past, the innocent can never last. Wake me up when September ends. Like my father has come to pass, seven years has gone so fast. Wake me up when September ends.

I swayed with him, my short arms just reaching around his neck. I could feel all eyes on us as we danced around slowly. "You do look really hot by the way." He stated. I smiled, my cheeks blushing. "Thanks Jack."

"But I'm sucker for a girl in glasses." He bent down so his lips vibrated against my ear. "They're so sexy." I gulped, my stomach returning back to its somersaults. He stood back up as the guitar solo kicked in. This seemed like my only chance. I was scared about the fact that I'd be a one-night thing, but for the first time in my life I said. "Fuck it." I whispered, jumping up so my legs wrapped around his waist. His hands held me by my thighs. I put my lips forcefully against his, my hands completely ruining his hair. He was not expecting that. He quickly responded, opening my mouth with his tongue. I was just melting inside. This was the best feeling I'd ever experienced.

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I woke up and Kara and Keighley were still sleeping soundly. I sat up and smiled, remembering last night vividly. Jack, after the party was over, walked me to my room and kissed me goodnight. Just one on the cheek. I knew from then it was still a friendship thing, but that didn't bother me. I had tried. I quickly showered and changed back into a long sleeved shirt and my only pair of skinny jeans. Kara was in the shower, Keighley still packing and I was putting my vans on when someone knocked impatiently on the door.

"I'll get it!" I yelled, pushing my glasses back up my nose. I opened the door and I was met with Jack. "Hey Jack." I greeted, smiling. He didn't reply, but bent down, putting a hand either side of my face kissing me. I put my hands on his chest, ready to push him off, but I didn't. He let me breath and leant his forehead against mine before kissing it. "Last night was the best idea you've ever had. I've been wanted to kiss you all night. Since you joined my elementary school..."

"Wait. What?" I interrupted, breathlessly. "I saw you then and I liked you. You joined my economics class and I thought it was you, but I saw you and I thought you were beautiful. I lost hope on the plane, but I can't wait any longer."

"That's funny, because neither can I."

She's dancing alone, I'm ready to go but she's so
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo)
She's out of control, so beautiful
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo)
And I've been waiting for so long but she'll never know
I'm losing hope 'cause she's so
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo)

I am home! Yes I am. I can tell you, I really missed home. Well, some of it here. Like Buzznet of course. LOL. My holiday was quite uneventful, expect my stupid fucking iPod decided it would mess up and frezze all the time, delete some of my songs and just be a complete bitch. I've restored three times, no luck so it's been sent of to be repaired so I have no iPod for up to 28 days, aka 4 weeks. I am so screwed.

However, On my arrival home, I pre-ordered Hot Mess which will be a highlight of my summer, including Nothing Personal of course. I suffered heat stroke while on holiday though, thankfully that only lasted a day, so I'm better now. :)

I didn't get much time to write, I'm so sorry, but I did manage to get this one chapter written for Manage Me and one for I'm Sick And Tired. So sorry for the lackage. Anyways, pictures from my vaccation will be up soon, some already are but the rest up soon.

On with the story. :)

Even though she doesn't believe in love,
He's determined to call her bluff
Who could deny these butterflies?
They're filling his gut
Waking the neighbors, unfamiliar faces
He pleads though he tries
But he's only denied
Now he's dying to get inside
Remembering Sunday: All Time Low

*Grace POV*

I just stared at him, my eyes wide and electric. I ripped my arm out of his grasp. "What did you say?" I choked out from the bottom of my throat. He stared at me at me, before looking down at the floor. "Alex, tell me what you said." He looked up at me, his eyes more harsh then before. "Please." I begged. He gulped it seemed before reaching my eyes again. "I think I might be falling for you." My whole body started shaking. "Alex..." I sighed. "Don't even say it." He interrupted quickly. I fell back onto my bed, my hands caught my head. "This is exactly what I didn't want to happen."

"I didn't exactly want it to happen either. I mean, you're a fucking minor." I rolled my eyes. "Can you drop the fact that I'm a minor out this fucking equation? Even if it's for two seconds." He exhaled sharply, but nodded all the same. "Alex, this can't happen. I'm trouble, and I refuse to bring you down with me." He didn't move from his position, almost like those living statues. "I can't let you get involved, I shouldn't have let you bring me back here, I should have ran, I should of just left you alone..." His lips covered my mouth before I could say anymore.

His tongue was causing havoc in my mouth, making all my nerve endings tingle with sparks of electricity. I wanted to get the hell off me, but I also didn't. I wanted him to throw me out, let me fend for myself but I didn't deep down. I wanted to stay here, attached to Alex, our bodies naturally melting into each other's. Except, that was a fucking fairytale. One I needed to get over before I got hurt. I quickly pushed him off and shifted to the wall, still sat on the bed. My body was supported but if I moved anymore, I'd faint. He stared at me from above. "Can't you understand? I know it's wrong, sort of, but I can't let you just run away. Or go to another guy, like Jack. I'd stare at you, wishing that you were holding my hand, laughing at my jokes, kissing my lips and not his." I refused to meet his gaze. "I want you stay here, because I know I love you enough not to let you go."

It sounded harsh in my head, seriously, I wanted my brain to shut up and my mouth to be suddenly zipped shut, but it wasn't. Without thinking, I stated. "I don't love you Alex." Lies, fucking lies. His eyes widened, water glassing over his elegant brown eyes. "You don't?" My body want to scream that I loved him, that I wanted him to kiss me. Instead I shook my head, cradling my knees. I thought he'd storm out, demand me to leave but he sat down and tucked my fringe behind my ear. "Can I ask why? You can trust me."

"Alex, I don't love you because I don't want you to get hurt. I can't let him." I hissed darkly. "...or anyone else hurt you because of who I am and what I've done." He looked so confused. "What do you mean?" I swallowed my pride. "The reason I ran away, the reason I can't let myself love you, the reason I..." I just rubbed the inside of my left wrist. He nodded in understanding. "He claimed he loved me, and I think he did, but what he did made me change my mind. But I still loved him Alex, and I can't do that all over again. I don't want to run away anymore." I said quickly, with hysteria in my voice as tears poured down my cheeks. "Grace, slow down. Explain."

"My dad. He made me run away. I couldn't take it anymore." His eyes widened. "What do you mean?" I stared at him, throwing my long sleeved shirt on the floor. He then got I was saying.

*Alex POV*

My eyes scanned all over her torso, blotches of purple, yellow and black covered every inch of pale skin. Scratches, cuts and wounds were healing but nowhere near healed enough. "You dad did all this to you?" I asked and she quickly replied with a nod. "Did you report him?" Her eyes left mine as she looked to her feet, shaking her head. "Why did he do it to you?" She inhaled sharply before she cried and shrugged. "I have no idea. My mom would just stand there, do nothing during the beating but after, when he'd gone to the bar, she'd patch me up, kiss my wounds. She never stood up to him, we both didn't but Danny, that's my older brother, he did and he stabbed him." Okay, I was seriously shocked now. Scared actually. "We took him to the emergency department, he claimed he'd been mugged and the doctor's just stitched him up. He left very shortly after that. About a month ago."

"Where do you tie into this?" I asked. She bit her lower lip and pointed to the cut under her chest. "That was my narrow escape. I went to the hospital, alone, I didn't need stitches so they sent me on my way with painkillers. That was about a week ago, maybe more. I left my mom a note in her purse, then I ran. I caught a train here and then you picked me up."  Everything sort of made sense now. She didn't like being touched because her dad hit her all the time. "He drank a lot too. That's why alcohol is like, a no go zone for me." Now everything was pretty much crystal clear. I quickly wrapped her up tightly in my arms, minding all the bruises on her shoulders.

She was still crying softly onto my shirt, but I didn't care. All I wanted to do now was protect her and never let her get hurt again. I couldn't live with myself if that happened. I took her face in my hands, rubbing under eyes with my thumbs. Her tears landed on them and I smiled sympathetically. "You can't say a word to anyone. They'll make me go home; they'll make me stay with him. I can't go through that. He'll kill me." Her eyes then fired at me as he touched my hair. "He'll try and kill you. I can't let him. I can't." She was in hysteria mixed with paranoia.

"I won't tell anyone, he won't find you." I told her firmly. She was about to say something when I said again. "He won't find you. I swear." She nodded, blinking slowly.

*Grace POV*

He promised me that'd I'd never get hurt again, but he didn't know what I had done. He'd get hurt. My time was running out here. When he found out, he'd get rid of me. "Okay." I replied quietly. He nodded. "Why don't you put your shirt back on?" I smiled lightly as he leant over the bed and got my shirt for me. I pulled it over my head and stared at Alex as he left. Jack was standing by the door and came straight in.

I smiled as he sat next to me. "I was wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime? Just you and me?" He added, hearing Alex's sharp inhale from the doorway. I bit my lip and nodded. He smiled widely. "That's great." He sighed gratefully, kissing my forehead. I walked out of my room with him, as Lisa emerged out of Alex's room, in his shirt. "Hey baby." She whispered, latching herself onto him. Almost like a leech. He kissed her forehead and hugged her. While Jack was in the bathroom and Lisa in his shoulder, I mouthed. "I love you too."

I'm Wasting My Days, I Throw Them Away.

Loosing It All On These Sick Little Games.

LOL. Not really. I can't stop listening to Nothing Personal. xD

Okay, serious note. From Tomorrow, I will not be online until August 1st since I'm spending 2 weeks in the south of France. I'll come back a lobster. :| Yeah, not good.

I am taking my laptop and memory stick so, if the inspriation rises, I shall write for you all and update when I return. I may even have internet for one week. :O SHOCK HORROR.

HOWWILLILIVEEEEEE?!

LOL. I shall find a way my friends. So, anyways, I just wanted to tell you that I won't be able to read your updates, see your pictures, comment on anything, reply to notes.

SO SORRY.

Remember, I love you all. But then, this holiday may rule. xD

GOODBYE MY CHILDREN!

OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG.

FUCK.

YES.

ALL TIME LOW.

UK TOUR.

CARDIFF.

SUNDAY 4TH OCTOBER.

I GET TO GO.

I GET TO SEE THEM.

FINALLY.

AND GIVE THEM PRESENTS.

Rian Dawson gets: http://www.newlook.co.uk/1690061/169006140/ProductDetails.aspx

Alex Gaskarth gets: http://www.newlook.co.uk/1696954/169695410/ProductDetails.aspx

Jack Barakat gets: http://www.topman.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?beginIndex=40&viewAllFlag=false&catalogId=17551&storeId=12555&categoryId=40705&parent_category_rn=38973&productId=971702&langId=-1

Zack Merrick gets: http://www.peacocks.co.uk/Menswear/Tops/Printed_T-Shirts/GREY_MR_STRONG_T-SHIRT_-46218012.html Orrrrr, we're making him a shirt saying. 'IT IS ILLEGAL FOR ME TO WEAR A SHIRT.' Opinions?

You have no idea how excited am I. :)

Hey! This story seems to drain all my imagination! xD But I love writing it. So cool. Hope you like it guys.

Hear me say
Don't throw me away
There's no way out
I gotta hold you somehow
All I wanna do is touch you
I wanna I wanna I wanna touch you
You wanna touch me too
Everyday but all I have is time
Our loves the perfect crime

I Wanna: The All-American Rejects

*Alex POV*

Last night kept replaying over and over again in my head. I couldn't look at Lisa the same way I used to after I just lied to her face. After she cheated on me, I knew life would be hard with her but when Lisa was in the room, I didn't notice anyone else. No one could even compare to her. Obviously, the guy, Issac his name was, thought the same. He worked in the local bar and Rian had always has his suspicions about her, but I ignored him. He then came round one night. The night I found out.

"Alex, you have to come with me! It's Lisa!" Rian yelled, pulling my arm out the door. "I'll be back for dinner mom!" I yelled before kicking the door shut. "What's wrong? Is she okay?" I asked in a blind panic. He didn't say anything as he dragged me down the street to Lisa's place. "Rian, will you tell me what the fuck is go..." I saw the car. "Take a look." He whispered. I raised my eyebrows and put my hand against the window and glanced in. There was my girlfriend making out with another guy, not only that either. They were having sex. I inhaled sharply and kicked the car. They stopped but I was already storming away. Rian ran with me, but we didn't last long. "What the fuck dude?! You fucking watching us you sick fuck?" The guy yelled from the car. "Leave it Alex." Rian said calmly. It didn't work. "Maybe because you were fucking my girlfriend!" I yelled back, walking towards him. "Lisa, who is this clown?" Lisa, buttoning up her shirt came out of the car and went straight to him. She saw me and jumped off him. "Alex! Baby! This isn't what it looks like!"

"I know what the hell I saw Lisa!" She looked at me, then back at this dude, then back at me before running to me. She started smothering me in hugs, crying her eyes out, claiming it was a mistake, Issac was a one-time thing. I wanted to believe her, I really did. So I took her into my arms and brought her home for dinner. We didn't mention it again. Rian didn't let it rest but after a year, he saw how much we wanted it to work so he didn't bring it up either. But, since then, whenever I played a show away she called me straight after, made sure I wasn't off screwing a fan girl. I never would. I loved too much, but then this girl gets into my car and my life changed.

She just opened my eyes wider than any other girl I knew, including Lisa. Even though I was sleeping next to Lisa, my arms wrapped around her, her hair across my pillow, her clothes on my floor, I craved for someone else. SHUT UP DIRTY THOUGHTS. SHE'S UNDERAGE. SHE DOESN'T WANT YOU THAT WAY. SHE DOESN'T.

*Grace POV*

I always got up early at home, just to think about things. "Ow, my freaking head." I heard a guy say as he stumbled into the kitchen. I turned around and saw Jack holding the door frame. "Oh, sorry, did I wake you with my throwing up?" He asked, chuckling. I shook my head and smiled. "I could murder a cup of coffee." He muttered under his breath, walking over to the kettle. "Don't ever drink sweetheart. It's horrible and bad and painful." I laughed and hopped off my stool, taking the kettle from him. "Go sit down, I'll make you a coffee." He smiled gratefully and rubbed my shoulders briefly. He watched me and shuffled around the kitchen, finding milk, sugar, coffee before presenting to Jack. "Thanks babe." He said, smiling. "It's okay Jack." He took a sip. "Ahhh." He sighed warmly. "This is one good cup of coffee." I chuckled and went to sit next to him.

"So, Grace, what you doing up so early?" I shrugged. "Lisa came into my room late last night, I've been restless since." He choked on his coffee. "Oh god, sorry." I said, rubbing his back. "Where is she now?" I looked down. "With Alex. I think they're in his room." He drew a sigh of relief. "Oh god. Thank fuck for that." I smiled weakly. He looked at me. "I assume you know then what happened." I nodded. "Yup. She's defiantly paranoid."

"That's putting it nicely honey. Very nicely." I chuckled quietly. "It's true! She scares me now. She used to be so cool and now, she's messed up." I nodded. "Very." He smiled at me, tucking my hair behind my ear. "So what are you doing up?"

"I like the quiet." I answered simply. He nodded. "You seem like a quiet type of a person." I smiled. "That a bad thing?" He laughed, ruffling my hair. Was it me or was he being extra touchy feely? "Nah, quite cute actually." I gulped as he took another sip of his coffee. No doubt, Jack was attractive but when I left, I wasn't looking for any form of commitment. Friendship: No. Relationship: No way.

"You're so young Grace, and I'm scared that you don't live with your parents. Almost like you ran away." I gulped. "So?" He gulped, twirling my hair around his long index finger. "I care about you, I really do." He said quietly as he turned my stool around to face him. "Jack..." Before I could finish, his lips were attached to mine. Nothing forceful at all, just soft and sincere. His thin lips were just touching mine, like he was trying to protect me.

Before I knew it, I was being pulled away by someone. "Jack, what the hell?" I heard Alex hiss. So he was the one pulling me away. "Alex, sorry. It was an impulse thing." He shook his head and pulled me back to my room and then his mood changed. He held my hand instead of my wrist, and looked at me. "Sorry about him, he's hung-over." I nodded, tasting Jack on my lips. "I feel very protective of you Grace." I sighed. "Alex, you saw Lisa earlier. She's protective you."

"Grace, listen, I feel things for you I shouldn't." I stared at him. "Then don't feel them. We said, last night, that we wouldn't mention this." He bit his bottom lip. "I won't tell her if you don't." I stared at him, before slapping him. "I think it's time I left." I whispered, grabbing my back pack. "Grace, I know about people like you." He said, grabbing my arm. "You've been through hell and back. You don't trust anyone anymore. You feel like the worlds against you. Everything you loved is just dark and awful. But this, what we have, friendship, whatever you want to call it, isn't bad." I was shaking, on the brink of crying. I still couldn't look at him.

"I think I'm falling in love with you."

"Okay Bronx, okay." Grace soothed, lifting the small crying boy into her arms. She rocked him, humming him a small section of any song she could think of.  He shut his small brown eyes and absentmindedly snored lightly. She smiled, carrying him downstairs where Laura and Jessica-Rose were still asleep. She laughed and went through to the kitchen, grabbing the phone. She quickly dialled Pete's number and waited for an answer. "Hello?" A male voice croaked. She smiled. "That bad last night huh?"

"You don't want to know babe." Patrick replied. Grace chuckled. "Aw, what happened? Gabe take you to a strip club?" She teased as Patrick laughed. "I'll tell you tomorrow." Tomorrow made them both smirk widely. Their wedding day. "My head really hurts." He complained. "Well, if you drank so much. What did expect?" She questioned, putting Bronx's formula in the microwave. "I don't know. I haven't been that drunk in a long time."

"Oh god, what did you do? Hang on, what did everyone else do?" Grace questioned, holding the phone between her shoulder and head feeding Bronx with the warmed milk. Patrick laughed, which made his head throb. "Um, I remember Brendon..." Okay, made he should keep that one private. "...doing something stupid. Adam got drunk and insulted someone. I ended up handcuffed and to be honest, I don't remember much more."   Grace sighed, chuckling lightly. "At least you had fun I suppose." Patrick dragged his hand through his hair. "How was your evening?" He asked, chuckling slightly. Grace's eyes widened. "You bloody well knew that they were taking me out didn't you?" She accused. "Maybe." She sighed, putting the bottle down on the counter. "I hate you sometimes Stump." He laughed, massaging his temples. "They said they'd castrate me if I told you anything."

"Jesus, you're lucky I don't castrate you myself." Grace complained, but keeping her voice down so she didn't cause more pain. "You wouldn't do that anyway." He threatened. "Just try me." Grace said seriously. Patrick laughed nervously. "Oh, um, Jess is here, I assume that's who's after?"  She rolled her eyes and sighed a response. "Yes." Patrick quickly handed the sober woman the phone. "Jess, I hate you." Grace muttered, putting the bottle in the sink. "Good morning to you too." She replied sarcastically. "Hey, I had to put with two very drunk women last night, and three children." Grace added. "I had to sleep next to Pete. Don't try and make me feel sorry for you." Grace chuckled. "Okay, you win."

"Damn right I do. I also have all the guys draped all over my house. Not a pretty sight let me tell you." Grace giggled. "Anyways, is Bronx okay?"

"He's fine, I was wondering when you were gonna pick him up?" Jess sighed. "Well, I'm going to kick my lazy husband's fine ass out of bed and he'll come and pick him up in about an hour." Grace nodded. "Alright. I'm going to sober up these two, then I don't know. Stress about the wedding tomorrow." Jess laughed, but in a comforting way. "Trust me, you'll be fine. If Pete and I can make it down an aisle, you guys can."

"True, I'll see you tomorrow." Jess smiled. "See you."  She replied before hanging up. She stormed to the bottom of the stairs. "PETER LEWIS KINGSTON WENTZ! GET YOU LAZY ROCKSTAR ASS OUT OF THAT BED AND GO COLLECT YOUR SON FROM GRACE." The bassist moaned and unconsciously threw a pillow at the door. Since Jess got no response, she hopped up the stairs and stared at her husband. With a sigh, she yanked the duvet off his body revealing his nudity. She quickly got a glass of water from the bathroom and poured the icy water over Pete's head and back. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" He yelled, sitting up suddenly before falling back onto the wet pillows, grasping his head. "Ow." He complained.

Jess rolled her eyes. "Pete, go get Bronx from Grace's. Then you can shift everyone outta here." Jess ordered, throwing clothes in his direction. "You're such a bitch this morning." He whispered under his breath, moving the jeans off his face. Jess smiled and sat down on the bed. "Do you need a coffee before you go?" Pete smirked and nodded, which made his head thump. "Well Starbucks is open." Pete shook his head as slowly as possible. "What did I do last night?" He asked, knowing that there had to be a reason for Jess's mood. "You came home with Patrick in handcuffs, puked all over the bathroom then thought I was Ryland. Next question?" Pete bit his lip. "Want anything from Starbucks?"

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"Melody, stop poking Bronx. Freddie, give Aunt Jessica back her police hat. Give me a break guys, please?" Grace continually complained, still flooding coffee into her friends. Strong, black coffee. "My head hurts so much." Laura whined, lying her head on the counter. Jessica was calmer, drowning coffee, taking pills and a hot towel over her forehead. "Laura, stop your whining and take the goddamned pills." Jessica snapped. "Sorry, I can't. I'll throw up everywhere."

"Hasn't stopped you before." Grace murmured under her breath as the doorbell rang. "Oh, shut up Grace." Laura replied. Grace opened up the door, and Pete was there clutching a Starbucks take-out. "Nice shades Pete." Grace joked. He laughed once, sarcastically. "Want your son then?" He nodded, taking a large gulp of his latte. "Come in. Oh hi Brendon, what are you doing here?"

"He needed the company." Grace nodded and led both men into the lounge. "Alright, here he is." Grace cooed, picking him up. Pete took the baby and laid him against his chest. "Thanks for taking care of him." Grace shrugged, pulling up the sleeve of her cardigan. "Take care of yourselves. No drinking tonight." She ordered. "I can assure, no one will even touch the alcohol in my house tonight..."

"Unless she comes and arrests me." Brendon added, pointing to Jessica. She turned around, flipping him off. "I may be hung-over Urie but I'm not that easy." She hissed. "Feisty." Brendon noted, smiling. "I like that in a girl." Grace rolled her eyes and ushered the two men out of the room, opening the front door for them. "Brendon?" The man turned around, smiling. "She's high maintenance just so you know." He winked confidently and left, helping Pete take Bronx home. She shut the door when the SUV left her drive.  She rubbed her stomach as it kicked lightly beneath her hand. And another. Then two kicks at once. She raised her eyebrows, thinking that her child was suddenly a gymnast.

You may have heard already. You most likely have. The Panic at the Disco we all knew, loved and thanked are not who they used to be. No matter how hard we try, we cannot force them back together, only encourage then in newer things. I have alot to thank Panic for, and when I heard Jon Walker and Ryan Ross were leaving, I thought it was a sick joke. But I checked online, their website comfirmed my worst fears, from both sides of the line.

Ryan Ross and Jon Walker will be leaving Panic at the Disco to embark on a musical excursion of their own. Though the four of us have made music together in the past, we've creatively evolved in different directions which has compromised what each of us want to personally achieve. Over the years, we have remained close and honest with each other, which helped us to realize that our goals were different and that parting ways is truly what is best for each of us. We are all excited for the future, you should be too.

-Ryan & Jon

We just wanted to let you know, that the news of Ryan and Jon leaving the band is unfortunately true. It's been an amazing journey being in a band with them, but sometimes individual tastes take friends in different directions and you can't ignore it. They are some of the most talented guys we know, and we're sure that whatever they do next will be great. That said, Panic At The Disco is alive and very very well. We are working on new songs that we are excited for you to hear. Our dates
with Blink and Fall Out Boy start in a little less than a month, and we wouldn't miss those for the world. We know everybody has a lot of questions at this point with everything being so out of the blue, most of those should be answered in the coming weeks. We appreciate every one of you, and hope you continue with us on this incredible ride.

Pay attention we have a surprise in store for you.

-Brendon and Spencer

What can I say? I'm shocked, sad, angry, empty, scared, disappointed and every other emotion inbetween. No matter what happens, both new bands will one fan. I'll support all four of you, no matter what the future holds. I admit, I was depressed and cried when I heard, but we have to let them move on. Support them. Thank you for all you've done. You're songs have help to mould who I am. I guess we're all too small to talk to god. We understand that you have to put out the lantern so we can find our own way back home. I guess boys will be boys. We'll face this with poise and rationalitly. I guess the artist's these aren't who you think. But in time, we'll all forget and grow.

Thank you Panic. For everything.

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelry to the sea
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along
In storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely

The ink is running toward the page
It's chasin' off the days
Look back at both feet
And that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me

Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely
[x3]

Sugarcane (hey moon) in
(Hey moon) the easy mornin'
Weathervanes (hey moon) my
(Hey moon) one and lonely

Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon)
The easy (hey moon) mornin'
Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon)
One (hey moon) and lonely

I guess this moon has gone down for Panic at the Disco.

Let's hope the sun shines on whatever happens next.