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

October 31st is a very important day for two reasons.

1. It's Halloween! My second favourite holiday!

2. It's Frankie from My Chem's BIRTHDAY!

Happy Birthday Franks. Have a great one. You deserve it my dear.

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Happy 27th my dear.

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If I revealed my secret identity, the world would go to shit.

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“Adam! I‘ll tell mom if you go and leave me here alone!” He sighed, putting his bass down. “I’ll get Pete to look after you. He likes you.” I clapped my hands in front of his face. “He is my best friend. Why can’t I come?” He picked up his bass. “You’re too young. I could get done and never allowed in that club again.” I chewed my lips together. “Well, I do look older. Please Adam?” I practically begged. He sighed. “You stay by the bar at all times, don’t talk to anyone, don’t do anything except stand there.” I jumped into a hug. “Thanks Adam.” He patted my back. “Okay, now get off me and get ready.” I smiled widely and raced into the house to change.

“Grace, wake up!” I heard Haley shout. I opened my eyes and saw Haley, Liana, Minnie, Jenn and Nicole standing over me. I groaned and pushed myself up. Since when was I on a bed? Since when was I in a bedroom? “Oh my god, you’re okay!” Minnie screamed, wrapping me up in her arms. “Of course I’m okay. What the hell happened?” Liana looked at Nicole before Nici spoke up. “You just passed out. Will caught you and put you in here while Adam came and got us.” I nodded, looking around the room. William was there, staring into space while Adam rushed over to me.  “How you feeling?” I sighed and pushed everyone away. “Fine. Still have no clue what the hell happened though.” He laughed and hugged me. “Thank god Will caught you otherwise we had to take you to the hospital.” I gulped, smiled and looked up at Will thankfully. He wouldn’t meet my gaze, like he was ashamed to look at me. I would be ashamed to look at me too, to be quite honest.  “Yeah, thanks Will.” I said softly, rubbing the back of my neck. He nodded and raised his eye-brows. “Yeah, it’s no problem. Right place at the right time.” I nodded and looked back at Adam. “Thanks for letting us stay with you guys. We really appreciate it.” Adam put his arm tightly around my shoulder and pulled me into him. “It’s no problem. We were all getting bored with the same old people anyways.” Nicole laughed and lay down on the bed next to me. “We’re an exciting bunch let me tell ya. Some of things we get up to.” Pete clapped his hands. “What do chick bands get up to?” Alison sighed. “The usual. Drinking, Partying, Raping Fan boys. You know the norm.” Pete’s expression made us all fall over in laughter. He looked gobsmacked. “Please tell me that’s not true.” He hissed at us. Haley shook her head. “We’re probably the most boring party guests ever. We do drink but not much. We’re just extremely dull.” Jenn decided to play on Pete a little though. “But we do rape fan boys. Some of them are pretty cute.” Liana couldn’t help but chuckle and join in. “Yeah, you see Pete. One of us may rape you, so I’d watch out.” I shoved her. “Not funny Liana. He’s married to Ashley remember?” Melissa shrugged. “Doesn’t mean we can’t rape him.” He shook his head. “No raping please. I’m a happily married man.” William put his hand on his shoulder. “With a baby on the way and a kid already.” I gulped as Pete glanced in my direction. “Yeah, a baby and a kid. So no raping me.” Everyone laughed except me and him. “Hadn’t we better get to our own hotel room now before we cramp the big rockstar’s style?” Minnie teased, standing up and heading towards the door. “Can we hang out?” William interrupted. “If we’re going to be label mates then we need to get to know each other.” Haley and Jenn nodded, keeping grips on me and Minnie who were desperate to leave. “Well, how do you get to know label mates then Bill? Any kind of rituals we should know about?”  Nicole asked, sitting cross-legged beside me. “We normally play ‘I never’. Have you heard of it?” We used to play this in the van when were bored. It’s quite entertaining.  I nodded. “That’s a good start...” Adam said, placing him in-between Will and Pete. Melissa found a large amount of shot glasses and quite a large bottle of vodka. “Everyone, pour yourself a shot.” The bottle followed the circle, starting with Minnie and ending at Melissa. “Okay. Who wants to go first?” Liana asked. “I will.” We heard William say from across the circle. I gulped. This wasn’t going to end well.

Yeahhhhh.

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A/N: Cassie=Black, Pete=Red, Ryan=Green, Patrick=Blue, Haley=Pink, William=Brown, Mikey=Purple.

Chapter 13

"Brendon?" I asked, my throat burning deeply. He glanced at me, his eyes rouge with lust. "What Haley?" I inhaled deeply. "Look, we're both thirsty. You need to drink. Go drink." He gulped, I could tell his throat was burning too. "haley, stop trying to tempt me. Spencer will be here soon. So we've already got the thirst covered." I laughed. "Who are you feeding off this time. An innocent virgin?" He gave me a sacastic, forced laugh. I smiled. "I know this isn't you Bren, I know the real you. The bare you." He glared harshly at me. Yeah, we were together once. As much as he hates to admit it. "Fuck off Hayl." He hissed through his growing fangs.

Haley, It's Pete. Can you hear me? I'm outside.

I looked around, this is exactly what I didn't need. "Brendon, please. You don't want to hurt me. I know you still have some feelings for me." He scraped his nails across the stone walls in dispair. "Listen, you can let me out and you can say I seduced you and attacked you, letting me escape. Just please,  let me out."

"Good job Ryan. I'm very impressed with your progress." William told me as I came through the coven, passing dandies who were envious of my new poistion in the dandie community. In my arms I was carrying a limp Cassie Wentz who had fainted on our flight here. Spencer helped me carry her, even though she was very light to William's chamber. "Lie her down on the bed. I want her to wake up before me move her." I nodded and lifted her lifeless body onto the bed. "Now leave me. Congradulations Ryan." We left and shut William's door. "Now we play the waiting game." Spencer whispered.

I rubbed her goosebumped covered arm, feeling the blooding beating through her thin and fragile veins. Pete would have to come and find her. I knew him to well, he woldn't give up until she was safe again. I should just bite her, change her, but I knew what would happen. I lifted her auburn hair and examined the scar I left many years ago. This Bellatrix was going to change into one of us, probably with unspeakable power. I ran my finger over her scar lightly. I couldn't help but snigger at her weakness.

I just had to find a way in. Patrick was by my side, also looking for a way in. "Pete, this place is tight. I don't know where to get in." I bit my lip. An idea popped into my head. "Patrick, what can Bellatrix's do exactly?" He sighed. "It depends, everyone's different. I think Cassie can control things with her mind, maybe even read them. I'm not sure though. She hasn't learnt how to control her powers yet Pete so don't even think about it." I banged my fist against the brick. We needed to ggt in somehow. "Patrick, we neeed help." He gave me a confused look. "Joe and Andy are coming. Who else do we know..." I think he had the same thought I did. Patrick found his cell and dialled a number. "Joe listen. Don't come here yet. We need you to get Cassie's old friends. Gerard and all that. We need all the help we can get. See ya."

The doorbell rang. "What the fuck? Who the hell would be calling on us before a hunt?!" Frank shouted, going over to the door. I just laughed and continued attaching weapons to my belt. "Can we help?" I heard Frank ask. "Listen, I'm friends with Cassie and Pete, her brother. We need your help." I rushed over to the door, almot knocking Gerard down. "What's up?" I asked, pushing Frankie aside. If anything had happened to Cass, I swear heads would roll. "I'm Joe. Look, Cassie has been taken by the Dandies. William ordered this guy called Ryan on her. We need your help to save her." Ray overheard. "Right, change of plan. We're going to get Cass!" He announced. "Thanks, you don't know how much this means to Patrick and Pete."

"Who's Patrick?" Joe, still panting, sniggered. "Patrick is the guy who is madly in love with Cassie."

I gulped. We had even more on our plate.

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Here it is! The squeal! I thought I better get it out now... Should be better than 'A Little Less Than Sixteen Candles.'

Have fun reading!

The Best Of Us Can Happiness In Misery: Squeal to ‘A Little Less Than Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me.’

Part One.

“Momma!” The toddler yelled, pulling on the leg of a woman. “Baby, give a minute to put Freddie to bed then I’ll come read you your story okay?” The young girl huffed and sat down by the stairs as her mother put her baby brother in his crib. She could hear her mother singing softly to him one of her daddy’s songs. “I don’t care what you think, as long as it’s about me. The best of us can find happiness in misery. I don’t care what you think, as long as it’s about me. The best of us can happiness in misery.” She sang ever so softly. “Goodnight sweetheart.” The woman pecked his forehead and tucked him in, leaving the mobile playing quietly as she left the room. “Come on then Mel.” The woman sighed, smiling still. Melody went into her arms and let her mother balance her on her hip. Grace pecked her nose and carried her down the stairs of the house. “I miss daddy momma.” Melody sighed into Grace’s shoulder. “I know baby. I miss daddy too. He’s home soon though okay? He misses you guys tons.” Grace reassured her daughter, putting her down on the couch and ruffling her hair. The phone rang. “Speak of the devil.” Grace muttered quietly, picking up the phone. “Hello?”

“Hey.” A man answered sweetly down the phone. Grace smiled. “Hi, you okay?” Melody jumped up, knowing when her momma used that voice, she was talking to daddy. “I’m fine. Missing my family, that’s all. You?” Grace stroked Melody’s head. “I’m fine. We’re great actually. Mel wants to talk to you.” Grace passed the phone down to Melody who just managed to keep it in her hands. “Hello daddy!” Grace found whenever she said daddy; she would just aww at her. “Hey beautiful. How are you?” Melody smiled. “I’m good. I want you to come home now.” Patrick sighed. “I know. Daddy’s gonna be home very soon okay?” Melody nodded and beamed. “Now pass me back to mommy and get yourself in bed.” Melody chuckled in that high-pitched voice she owned and held the phone up for Grace. She took the phone back to her ear. “Hey sweetheart. What’s up?” Patrick sighed. “Am I not allowed to call my girlfriend without something being up?”

“Let me think. No.” Patrick laughed. “Have you put Mel to bed yet?” Grace looked down at the young girl latched onto her leg. “I’m about to.” Patrick sighed. “Okay. Put her to bed and come out onto the deck?” Grace picked up Mel. “Why the deck? What stunt have you pulled?” The line went dead. Grace shook her head and picked her daughter up and carried her back up the stairs. She nudged her bedroom door open with her hip and pulled her duvet back. She stood Melody up, even though she was yawning and changed her into her duck pyjamas. “Night night sweetie.” Grace said, pecking Melody’s forehead. “Night night mommy.” Grace tucked her up tightly and switched off her light. She left the door open slightly and checked her appearance as she walked past the mirror. Her blonde hair hung in a ponytail and her clothes were nothing substantial. She was wearing a fitted shirt and a knee length black skirt. She quickly cleaned her glasses and bounded down the stairs and out the French windows to the deck. Nothing. She leant against the fence and remembered when Patrick first showed her around the house when Mel was one. She loved it. It suited both of them. It was homely for Grace so she could be the mom she was certain she was born to be and there was enough for Patrick to work with the band and other bands.  “I've been really trying', baby. Trying' to hold back this feeling' for so long.” Grace heard the soft strumming of an acoustic guitar. “Hello?” She turned around and looked underneath her towards the swimming pool. Patrick was there. “What the...” He chewed his lips and smiled. “And if you feel like I feel, baby. Then come on, oh, come on. Whoo, let's get it on. Ah, babe, let's get it on. Let's love, baby. Let's get it on, sugar. Let's get it on. Whoo-ooh-ooh. We're all sensitive people. With so much to give. Understand me, sugar. Since we got to be. Let's live. I love you.

There's nothin' wrong
With me lovin' you
Baby, no, no
And givin' yourself to me can never be wrong
If the love is true
Oh, babe, ooh, ooh

Don't you know
How sweet and wonderful life can be?
Whoo-ooh
I'm askin' you, baby
To get it on with me
Ooh, ooh, ooh

I ain't gonna worry, I ain't gonna push
Won't push you, baby
So come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, baby
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey

Let's get it on, ooh, ooh
Let's get it on
You know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Come on, baby, hey, hey
Let your love come out
If you believe in love
Let's get it on, ooh, ooh
Let's get it on, baby
This minute, oh yeah
Let's get it on
Please, please, get it on
Hey, hey

I know you know
What I've been dreamin' of
Don't you, baby?
My whole body is in love
Whoo

I ain't gonna worry, no, I ain't gonna push
I won't push you, baby, whoo
Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, darlin'
Stop beatin' 'round the bush, hey

Gonna get it on
Beggin' you, baby, I want to get it on
You don't have to worry that it's wrong
If the spirit moves you, let me groove you good
Let your love come down
Oh, get it on, come on, baby

Do you know I mean it?
I've been sanctified
Hey, hey
Girl, you give me good feelings, so good

Nothin' wrong with love
If you want to love me
Just let yourself go
Oh, baby
Let's get it on

Grace stood there gobsmacked. She ran down the stairs and leaped into Patrick’s waiting arms. “What are you doing here?” She said, nestling her head into his shoulder. He let go of her and settled down on the floor. “Patrick?” He took hold of one of her hands and inhaled deeply. “Grace. I love you more than life it’s self. I can’t imagine my life without you in it. You gave me my two beautiful children and I wouldn’t have had my kids with anyone else but you. What I’m trying to say here is...” He rested on one knee. “Will you marry me?”

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Take Two Years And Call Me When Your Better
Take Teardrops Of Mine, Find Yourself Wetter
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Hi!

Sorry to keep you guys waiting. I've been hurrendously busy. Here's an update, more coming shortly.

As we re-lived my story, we winced in agony as well as smiled at the memories we both kept dear.  “You know he’s with Adam now right? If we set you up on tour, you might be with them and he might recognise you or something.” I sighed. “That’s what worries me. I’ve finally got over it.” He gave me a surprised look. “How could you get over anything like this!? What happened to you was just...” I shrugged “Unlucky?” He exhaled sharply. “Unlucky?! I’m the one who had to pick up the pieces!” I bit my lip. “I’m the one who had to go through it all!” His knuckles cracked as he gripped the steering wheel tighter. “Sorry. It’s just; I have to live through it every day.” I sighed. “We both do Pete. I have the memories haunting me every night. It isn’t that pleasant y’know?” He shook his head. “Have you forgotten what I did for you? What I’m still doing for you and her?” I winced. “Sorry, that was uncalled for.” I wiped my tears away quickly. “Yeah, it was.” He sighed as we pulled into the car park of the hotel. “I didn’t mean to say it.” I shook my head and opened the door. “Just leave it Pete.” I slammed the door and ran inside, wiping away the new tears forming in my eyes.  “Grace, what’s wrong?!” I heard Jenn shout after me as I ran into the elevator. Liana stopped the door before it shut me away. It shut and Liana stared at me. “You gonna tell me what’s up?” I slid down so I was sat on the floor and Liana sat next to me. “Hey, hey. Come on. What’s up?” She asked soothingly, putting her arm around me. I needed to tell someone, but I couldn’t. “It’s just something Pete said about Adam. That’s all.” She smiled sympathetically. “What was it?” I shrugged. “Nothing, just something about when we were younger.” She nodded. “You gonna tell me?” I shook my head. “It’s nothing, honestly.” She sighed and took her arm away. “I don’t believe you but, tell me when you’re ready yeah?” I nodded as she stood up and waited for the elevator to stop. We were on the third floor which Adam’s room was on, according to Liana. “He’s staying in 307. He said to give you this.” She handed me a small plastic card that was supposed to be a key for the hotel room. “Thanks.” We exchanged smiles and she got back into the elevator, leaving me on the deserted floor. My feet scraped across the vulgar carpet to room 307. I positioned the plastic so it would swipe so the door would unlock when the door opened. My hand flew across the torso of a man that was very tall. I looked up at him. His heavenly brown eyes, his now chocolate bob framing his elegant and defined face. “Whoa, who are you?” I gulped and dropped Adam’s key. My brain was telling me to run, but my legs just weren’t functioning. “Who are you? If you don’t tell where you got that key, I’ll call security.” I stuttered and gulped. “I’m sorry. Adam gave me his key. Sorry.” I turned away, quickly wiping away the tears present in my eyes.

 

“Grace. Cute name.” I smiled and blushed. He smirked and rested his hand on mine. Thank god I looked a lot older than I was. Well, Adam got me in. “You wanna come back to mine?” He asked, raising his eyebrow. I gulped; Adam would kill me if he found out. “I’d...I’d love to.” He smiled and gripped my hand tightly, pulling me out of the club.

His hand rested on my shoulder. “Sorry, your Adam’s friend?” I looked at him again, trying to avoid eye-contact. “Um, yeah.” Just then, Adam came running up towards us. “Oh, glad I caught you.” He gasped breathlessly. He leant his body on me. “Adam, you really know this chick?” He coughed and nodded. “Yeah, this is Grace, my sister.” He smiled and looked at me closely, almost examining me. Shock thundered in his eyes. His shaking hand reached out towards me. “Hi, again.” His voice was mostly a whisper. I took his hand; the heat threw me off slightly. “Hey.” I gulped. Why did everything have to catch up with me?

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Take Two Year And Call Me When Your Better

Take Teardrops Of Mine, Find Yourself Wetter

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Okay, 19th October. I got up at like 7 or some really early time and then I got dressed into my blue Hemmingway Tee and Red Jeans. Yeah, I clashed kinda. I wanted to get to the NEC in Birmingham for 3pm so we left at 11.30 and we agreed to leave at 12.

Luck was in my favour, we got to  Birmingham at 1.15! So me and my brother queued up and tthere was about 100 people in front of us. We had to wait for around 4 hours in the fucking cold until they let us in at 5 to get our wrsbands and merch. I bought two tee's, so now I'm offically broke. These two Welsh girls who were in front of us started chatting to me and now we want a good gig in Cardiff so we can meet up again. These two guys who were collecting for invisable children then asked us to donate, which we did of course and we talked to them for a while. They were amazing. We told them to tell Fall Out Boy to come to Cardiff as we all travelled toget there. Then we all said we are from the South West from where we're from. Two from South West Wales, two from South West England, and two guys from South  West California. Then they asked my friend Amy about the Mighty Boosh Tour tee she was wearing, asking  what the hell it was. We explained it to him and he said he'd give it a try. Then we all high-fived before they moved down the line.

So, they opened up the arena and we all poured into the second part of waiting before actually getting inside the arena. I kinda lost my brother and hadd to hold his hand so he didn't lose me. He was seriously worried about that.

We managed to get into the second row! It was like it was meant to be. We were told to sit down for some reason but we stood up anyways :D.

Two drunks girls kept bugging me and eventually got pulled out of the pit. Wooo!

So anyways, YouMeAtSix was actually pretty good. Not a huge fan, to be honest I was kinda dreading them but they were actually good.

Set List

Jealous Minds Like Alike

Gossip

If I Were In Your Shoes

You Made Your Bed

& Save It For The Bedroom.

Then after another half an hour we had BoysLikeGirls who were rad. I liked them anyway but they were really funny and just great. I totally recommend them.

Set List

Heels Over Head

Five Minutes To Midnight

Your Voice Was The Soundtrack Of My Summer

The Great Escape

& I forgot the other one.

Another half an hour and during this they put up a white sheet so the stage was hidden behind it. Everyone was super excited, w started chanting after a while. Finally at 9.12 pm, the lights went down. The sheet fell and Fall Out Boy were on stage playing.

Set List (Probably not in the right order. I'll try though)

Thnks Fr Th Mmrs.

This song is so much better live. I'm telling you. I wanted Pete's jumper, he kinda looked like Dennis The Meanace. Still in the second row, I saw Patrick like really close up. He is so pretty. Joe's hair is just fucking incredable. I just wanted to touch the Jew-Fro. Andy, of course was shirtless and was really banging the drums hard.

Thriller.

A Little Less Than Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me.

One of my favourite songs EVER. I just wanted to scream so loud. And I did. I never had danced so much (Apart from Dance, Dance). I think I gave some people some really bad brusies.

Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner.

OMG! I couldn't believe they played this, I was hoping they would and they did. I went insane.

The Take Over, The Breaks Over.

Hum Halleujah.

I Don't Care.

..... I was just speechless. The strobe lighting on their guitars was so cool. It was pitch black and that was the only light in the whole arena. I actually prefer it live. It's so much fun.

I'm Like A Lawyer With The Way I'm Always Trying To Get You Off (Me & You)

My favourite love song. I was almost in tears.

This Ain't A Scene, It' An Arms Race.

Chicago Is So Two Years Ago.

I lost it. I was in tears singing to this. I was so amazed, they never normally play this and this is one of my favourite songs.

I Slept With Someone In Fall Out Boy & All I Got Was This Stupid Song Written About Me.

Pete actually got his drum tech AJ to start a circle pit, he grabbed me and about a hundred off us were running around in a circle in the middle of the pit. My brother pulled me out unfortunatly.

Grand Theft Autumn/Where Is Your Boy?

I was in tears again. Pete made us do the diamonds and I knew immeadatly that this was going to be played. It was just amazing. Patrick's voice made me get goosebumps.

American Boy. (Cover)

Beat It.

So funny. Patrick even did the moans. I never laughed so hard.

Sugar, We're Goin Down.

I was so jumpy at this point. I was jumping so much my brother actually held me down by the time they had finshed.

Dance, Dance.

According to my friends, this is my song. I even did the moves. Patrick did the 'Love' and I actually nearly fainted but my brother caught me thankfully. He was so amazing. I love him so much.

Saturday.

I went insane again. I nearly fainted when Pete did his signature Bass Lick. I love Pete, but I don't his babies or anything. I will admit, he is fucking gorgeous. No picture can ever do these guys proud.

Best Parts

Pete Wentz talking about how Americans have to act like Canadains so they don't seem as much as assholes as their protrayed.

Patrick giggling.

Patrick Moaning in Beat It.

Joe's headbanging in most of the songs.

Andy's amazing drumming.

Finally, I didn't realise this. I was waving to Pete and he waved back. Best Night Of My Life So Far.

Worst Parts

Waiting In The Cold.

THAT'S IT!

Go see them. They are amazing live. I went to school the nest day wearing my European Tour Tee, everyone was like 'You Went?!' *nods* They made sad faces.

Peace and Love x

P.S: To those who read my fanfictions. Half Term starts tomorrow so writing is a deffinet as I have been lacking.

Take Two Years And Call Me When Your Better.

Take Teardrops Of Mine, Find Yourself Wetter.

xo

Yes, This is the final one but don't worry. I have a squeale already written up. Bit more dramatic though. (:

The mall was quiet for once. Patrick and Grace wondered around the various clothes shops but nothing really excited them. They just enjoyed being around each other again. Patrick halted outside one store, causing Grace to almost fall over but she managed to keep herself up. “What are you staring at Patrick?” Grace looked at the window. ‘Baby ‘R’ Us. “You couldn’t be more corny could you?” Patrick smirked innocently and shook his head. Grace sighed but chuckled softly, planting a small kiss on his lips. They walked into the shop together, hand in hand. They glanced around at the different sets of sleepers and toys, items of clothing that seemed too small for any human being. “Is this how small he’s going to be?!” Patrick said in shock, grabbing a pale green sleeper. Grace stole the sleeper from his hands and hung it back up. “No Patrick. I’m going to give birth to a normal size child.” Grace said sarcastically. He laughed and put one arm around her waist while she awed and cooed over the small items of clothes. “Hey, Patrick. Check this.” She took a small black t-shirt that said ‘I’m with the band.’ Patrick laughed and put it in their growing basket. “I could get used to this.” Patrick said as they came out of the store with bags full of baby stuff. “What?” Grace asked as they walked towards the car. “This. The whole family man thing. I knew I wanted to be a dad but I never thought I’d actually have the chance.” Grace smiled and wrapped her arms around his warm middle. Patrick put his hands on her bump and leant his head on hers. “You’re a complete dork Trick.” She said, giggling slightly. “I know. We both are.” They put the bags in the car and Patrick drove to small restaurant in downtown Chicago. “Ohhh, stop treating Stump.” He shook his head and got out of the car, walking over to the other side and opened her door for her. “Me lady.” He held out her hand, while she sighed but grinned at the same time. “You strange but wonderful man.” She teased as she stood up and got out of the car. They walked into the restaurant and sat down. “Why do you spoil me?” Grace asked, opening her menu. “Because my dear. You are worth it.” She laughed and took a sip from her water.

After eating a small meal Patrick cleared his throat. “Umm Grace?” The girl looked up. “Yeah Patrick?” He inhaled deeply and pulled the box out of his jean pocket. He put the box down on the table and pushed it towards Grace. She choked on her drink. “You okay?” Patrick asked, jumping to her side, tapping her back. “I’m fine, stop it.” She moved his hand away. “You gonna open it?” Grace gulped and picked up the box. The ring didn’t have any diamonds on it, to Grace’s relief. “Patrick. It’s really beautiful.” He smiled. “Do you what it is?” Grace shook her head. “It’s a promise ring.” Grace chewed her lips together and took the fragile object out of the box. “Can you put it on for me?” Patrick smiled and took the ring from her hand and slid it on her wedding finger. “We’re not engaged you cheesy idiot.” Grace said, sarcastically. “Maybe. One day.” She leant her head on his shoulder and smiled. “Maybe.”

It's crappy I know.

I'll see you soon when I'll be  back from FOB tomorrow.

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Peace and Love x

 

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A/N: Cassie=Black, Pete=Red, Ryan=Green, Patrick=Blue, Haley=Pink, William=Brown, Mikey=Purple.

Chapter 12

Ryan kissed me. Oh my god. I didn't even have any time to react. I've been kissed before but ever willing kissed. Bob kissed me as a dare once when we were both ill and had nothing better to do. Gerard came up with the dare. He broke the kiss. "Sorry about that... I didn't know." I hushed him. "It's okay. I really don't mind." He smiled, this man was so sweet and adorable. "I should have asked you first." He said in a small voice which made seem even more innocent. I rubbed my lips together. "Well, why don't you ask me now?" He smirked. "Okay. Can I kiss you?" I sighed in thought. "Okay." His lips brushed mine softly. He gradually got more intense. His tongue was playing with the back of my mouth as he was clambering on top of me. I wasn't sure if I was ready for this.

The cuffs digging into my wrists stooped me sliddng down the wall so I could sit. They knew how to torture people around here. I had onne small window where Icould look out but all I could see was night sky. The stars glittered. The lock of my cell clattered. Haley. The man thought. I knew his tone and voice. "Bren, fuck off." He chuckled darkly. "Can't do that I'm afraid. I've been sent to keep an eye on you in case you hear something you shouldn't." I filled up with rage. "You touch or hurt Cassie, I'll kill you." He smirked. "I won't be touching her. Ryan will." I gulped. Pete, get to her please.

This girl was really going for it. I had her pinned down but she was still none the wiser. I lusted to bite her but I keep my fangs steady. "Ryan. Can we stop?" I heard her say in a hushed whisper. I continued kissing down her body, I was almost to her hip. I needed to see if she had the mark. Bellatrix's had a birthmark on their left hip of a tree usually. I lifted her shirt slightly, I had my evidence. "Ryan! Please stop!" She screamed. I was too consumed with my evidence. "She said stop!" I heard a man shout, pulling me off. He punched me, causing my lips to bleed. "What the fuck!?" I shouted. Cassie was shouting at him. "Patrick, I'm fine."

I had a call from Pete. Haley had been kidnapped by William and he said he had someone on our case. Ryan was lying on the floor wiping his lip with the sleeve of his shirt. "She said stop dumbass." I hissed at him, grabbing Cassie. "Patrick. I wanted him to carry on!" Oh great, she was trying to defend him. "You can see him again soon. Ryan." I nodded in his direction. Cassie pulled away from me. "Patrick, why are you even here?! Are you following me?!" I sighed. "Pete asked me to..."

"Oh great. Six years we haven't been together and he thinks he can pull the over-protective brother act!" I grabbed both her arms. "Cassie. Someone's after you, he wants to make sure you don't get hurt." She pushed me away. "Look, I'm independant! I can fend for myself." He skin glowed a golden ember colour. Extreme emotions. She was one of them. A Bellarix. Ryan was leaping at her.

Ryan gripped me from behind, pulling me away with him. "Patrick!" He seemed so out of sight. We were moving so fast. I had no clue where I was going.

 

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I was listening to Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off and I had this idea on the way home on my bus. I think it came out quite good. It's up to you, my readers. Present in normal, past in iltalics. Rated R for mild content. Mild used in the loosest sense.

          "Ryan. Just leave it! I'm not lying to you! Can't you just trust me when I say I didn't do anything?!" I shouted running up the stairs to my bedroom. God, I wish I hadn't let him in. "Elle!" He yelled from behind me. I managed  to make it to my room and shut the door right in his face. He banged it twice. Thank the lord for locks. "Elle! Let me in! I eed you to be fucking striaght with me!" He bellowed through the wood. I stayed silent. "Ellie. Please. Just, please let me in." His voice was softer, almost like honey running down my throat. I turned the lock so he could get in. The door opened and there he stood. My boyfriend that most popular girls drool over but deny it as he isn't one of the testosterone filled man-whores that riddle our school halls. Ryan Ross. "Elle, I just need to hear the truth from you." He said in that velvet tone I adored. "I've already told you. I didn't do it." He shut his eyes, placed his cold hands on my arms and sighed. "I... I don't believe you Elle." I  pushed his hands away. "You'd rather believe him than your own girlfriend. You are fucking unbelieveable!" I shouted almost pulling my hair out. "I saw you Elle!" I froze. "You saw what?" He chewed his lips together. "I saw you with him. In his car." I gulped. "Ryan, what you saw..." He hushed me. "Save it Elle. It you had told me the truth then I wouldn't be doing this." I inhaled deeply. "Elle, we're through. Okay. If you enjoy lying to me so much then I'm sorry to ruin your fun." He stormed out the room and started going down the stairs. "Ryan! Hear my side of the story!" I shouted, racing after him. "I gave you plenty of chances Elle. I'll see you school." He just left.

    "Elle come on. Stop staring at him." The truth was I couldn't help it. Ryan fucking Ross. Come on. He glanced in my direction. I turned into my locker, blushing hysterically. "Told you to stop." My best friend Brendon said. I can't help it Bren." He looked in Ryan's direction. "Don't look!" He laughed. "I'm in a band with him. He's kinda my friend." I shoved him and shut my locker, clasping my folder in my arms. "Can we please get to Spanish so I can fail already?" He put his tongue out at me and took out his Spanish folder. My rucksack heavy on back we started walking across the school. As we crossed the fountain, some plastic future Las Vegas stripper tripped me. The pavement came into my sight line but I didn't fell the stone hit my skin. Someone caught me. "Jesus, are you okay?" I pulled myself up while this guy grabbed my Spanish folder. "I'm fine, thanks." The guy looked up at me  as he passed me my folder. "Ryan." I gulped. "Elle or Ellie or whatever." He laughed. "You're the girl who was staring at me." I hid my face behind my hair. "Hey, I don't mind. Brendon told me about your um.. little crush." I looked back up at him. "I swear I'm going to kill that boy." He chuckled, sneaking his arm so it was around my waist. "Don't, I need a singer. Let me, erm. Walk you to Spanish." As much as I hated Brendon right now; I loved him for setting me up with Ryan.

       I opened my locker and put my gym kit and maths textbook inside while taking my Spainish folder out. Brendon came to his locker next to mine. "How you feeling babe?" I sighed and closed the metallic door. "Probably as bad I as look." Bredon winced as his eyes followed my body. My baggy t-shirt and old, grey sweat pants spoke for themselves. My hair, tied back in an unwashed ponytail, leaving my once bouncy blonde hair a haystack. My face was untouched by make-up; which was abnormal to anyone who knew me. "Jesus. You look fucking awful. What the hell happened between you and Ry?" I whinced at the sound of his name. "Hasn't he already told you? Or did it get to you by rumour?" He fiddled with the strap of his backpack. "He said the rumour about you and Luke were true." I laughed fakely. "Did he say he had ditched me with out hearing my side of the story?" He sighed. "He gave you countless chances. Why don't you tell him or me?" I shook myself out of the memory of Luke. "I don't want to. I just can't..." He shook his head. "Stop being such a drama queen." I slapped him, is it me or am I losing all my friends over this. Tears in my eyes I walked away; I couldn't face this anymore.

            "Ryan stopping tryinng to seduce me and actually help me study." I hissed pushing his head away from my neck. "Come on. We haven't done aything in two weeks. Don't tell me you don't want to?" I sighed. "Of course I do it''s just that my folks are here and I don't want them hearing us go at it as they would say 'mad as rabbits'." He nodded. "I see, well they're not here now..." I sighed. "They will be in about an hour." He smiled. "That's long enough I think." He pushed me down on the bed and kissed me passionatly. I was pinned under him while we tried hard to undress each other quickly. I pulled my duvet over us and grabbed Ryan's discarded jeans so he could grab a condom out of his pocket. I felt him slid in, he always felt so good. "Ellie." He moaned, pushing himself in and pulling himself out again. "Ryan, I love you so much." He kissed me again. "I know Elle me too. Me too." I grasped his hair. "Ryan, hurry." He grunted slightly while I just let nature take it's course.

          "Hey there Ellie." Luke said sacastically. "Fuck off Luke. I don't need this." I closed my book and stood up. "I was just going to ask you to prom, but if you're not interested..." I smiled. "You're right I'm not." I poured my smoothie over his head. "You think I'd go to prom with you after what you did to me." I walked away and bumped into two guys. "Sorry." I looked up. It was just my luck. Ryan and Brendon. They probably saw it all. I just ran away. "Ellie!" I heard Brendon call.

 Prom Night

        I can't believe I actually let my friend Katie convince me to go with her and her date, Brendon's friend Spencer. I didn't feel like socailizing. My black cocktail dress puffed out at my knees making me look like something out of the 1950's. Katie looked great with her long babay blue dress. "Elle. Come on. Let loose. I hear that Ryan and Brendon aren't even going." I sighed. I wanted them to be there. Me and Ryan are meant to be celebrating our  relationship with this night. And Luke fucked it up. I lied, sure. I had to. Me and Katie arrived with Spencer to an almost full sports hall. The decorations were gastly and cheesy but all the lovy-dovey couples made me feel cold and distant. I sat myself down at our table while Spencer ran off to see his friends. Katie was nervous. "The band's meant to be real good." I nodded. The lights went down and the band came on. katie grabbed my hand and pulled me closer towards the make-shift stage. The spotlight hit them. "Hi, we're Panic! at the Disco." I froze. Brendon?

Is it still me that makes you sweat?
Am I who you think about in bed?
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?
Then think of what you did
And how I hope to God he was worth it.
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin.
I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

Ryan came into view on his guitar which I had jammed on many times.

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off?
(Let's pick up, pick up)

 

Spencer on the drums.

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick.
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention.
Now let's not get selfish
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus?

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

 

Brent on bass. I gulped.

Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat
Dance to this beat

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat?
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls,
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close?

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls
Dance to this beat
And hold a lover close
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster
Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster

Oh my god. That song, was about me. I ran out, Ryan looked extremly smug. I was crying so hard I couldn't breathe. I ran into someone. "Knew you couldn't resist another go." I tried pushing him off me. "Luke, no. Please." He smirked darkly. "Car seat good with you again?" I was so scared he'd do it again. "Luke. You fucking raped me! I'm trying to protect so many people by lying. Even your sorry ass. Just let me go." Another fist made contact with Luke's face, knocking him down and making him drop me. "That's for fucking raping her you asshole." I looked at the man. "Brendon..." He smiled and wrapped his arms around me. "Why did you lie about all this?" I sighed. "To protct everything I loved, everyone I loved." He let me go. "Brendon?" Ryan appeared behind him. "I'm so sorry..." I shrugged. "It's okay." He hushed me. "Let me finsh. I'm sorry I said you enjoyed lying, you must have hated lying to us about something like this. I love you Elle." I let more tears loose out  of my eyes. He wiped them away. "Ellie, will forgive my stuupid ass  and date me again?" I nodded and he kissed me. I swear, it's better than oxygen.

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brother.”

Everyone was staring at me and then back to my brother. “Are you related to every single famous person?!” Jenn shouted, smacking her head. My brother looked at me then back down to the floor again. “She’s only related to me. No other famous people her life as far as I am aware.” He muttered. Pete looked back at me with a hard glare. I gulped. “So, let me get this straight.” Alison said, standing up. “You were best friends with Pete Wentz and your brother is my fucking hero?” I chewed my lips and nodded very slowly. Alison sighed. “So you’re not Grace Harrison?” I shook my head and looked around at my friends. They were glaring at me with confusion, suspicion and maybe even some sympathy. I wasn’t sure. “So, your name is Grace Siska?” I nodded. Adam seemed to smirk a little but nothing substantial. Nicole breathed a heavy sigh “Why the hell did you change your name?” I glanced at Pete for support. “Hey, come on. Time for questions in the morning. Let’s all go back to our hotel and rest. Get our heads together.” He said, putting his arm around my shoulder. Haley glanced at Nicole and then glared back at me. “I expect a fucking explanation in the morning Sisky.” Jenn hissed grabbing her bag. “You guys will get one. I promise.” Everyone walked out, staring at me with venom, shock and only Liana stayed behind with me, Pete and Adam. “You alright?” Liana asked, putting her arm around my shoulder.  I smiled at her and nodded. “You go ahead with the rest of the guys. I want to talk to Adam and Pete.” She gave me a sympathetic look and left. “Right now we’re in private, you guys actually gonna say hi to each other?” Pete asked sarcastically, crossing his arms. I put my hands in my pockets. “Hey Adam.”  I whispered. “Hi Grace.” Pete sighed. “Well that’s a start.”

“Where’ve you been for five whole year’s sis?” I shrugged. “Around. Mainly New Jersey though.” Adam nodded. “Why did you leave?” I bit my bottom lip. “I can’t tell you Adam. Mom made me promise.” He sighed. “I’m a fucking grown man. Tell me why my baby sister was forced to leave everything she knew and loved?” I winced at the word loved. I did leave someone I loved, in more places than one. “It doesn’t matter. We’re here now so the past doesn’t matter.” I said, getting closer to him. “Grace, I wanna know. I’ve been thinking about it for years.” He said, putting his muscular arms around me. “I’m not really ready to say yet.” I whispered into his chest. Damn me being so fucking short. “Tell me when you are okay?” He said, lifting my chin.  I nodded and let him go. “I better get these girls back to my hotel. You coming Adam?” He nodded and took my hand. We were five and fifteen again, brother and sister. “I have my own car. I’ll drive some of you.” Adam offered, pulling his keys out of his pocket. “Can I nick your sister for some private words Sisky?” Pete asked, pulling me towards his car. He gave him an over-protective brother look but nodded. “So, if I take you four, the rest in your wonderful van?” Haley sighed and clambered into the back of the van.  “Do we have a choice?” Adam chuckled and shook his head. Minnie, Alison, Liana and Nicole clambered into Adam’s car while everyone else grabbed their seat in the van. “Pete, our stuff?” I asked as I got into the passenger seat of his car. “The manager said you can pick it up in the morning.” My mouth made an ‘o’ shape as he started the engine. “Right, I think we need to get a story ready for Adam and your friends.” I sighed. “I know it’s hard, but I need to hear the real one then well adjust it slightly.” He whispered, turning left. “Slightly?” I asked. He sighed. “Okay a lot.” I inhaled deeply “Okay. I was 12...”

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{*Gracie*} Take two years and call me when your better. Take teardrops of mine find yourself wetter.

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Well today we are celebrating another FBR/DecayDance Birthday.

The One and Only; Gaberiel Saporta!

El feliz cumpleaños mi amor

Oh yes, it had to be in Spanish.

Now, my FAVOURITE Cobra Starship Song.

IN SPANISH!

La iglesia del apego caliente

Apenas déjeme le preguntan:
¿Hey, usted ha oído hablar de mi religión?
Ha llamado la iglesia del apego caliente
y creemos que el dios tiene lujuria para todo
porque ahora, 
el tiempo ha venido para su dedicación
y usted consiguió ya una noción
de lo que necesito
así que délo, elasticidad justa él, 
elasticidad justa él a mí que
usted está dispuesto, 
yo está esperando. Resulte las luces que
soy esta noche la droga usted no puede negar
esta noche G-A-B-E que va a conseguir le alta
mi luz es eléctrico, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, sí, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, sí, hey hey hey
 mi luz él justos
 eléctricos me dejaron le dicen
Hey, usted consiguió conseguir la cobra le bendice ahora
ahora está vendiendo realmente solamente el sexo
pero puedo pagar
el precio usted practica para lo que necesito
porque I, 
yo tiene una nueva obligación repugnante
y usted ha conseguido ya una noción
de lo que necesito
así que délo, elasticidad justa él, 
Elasticidad justa a mí
usted está dispuesto, 
yo está esperando.
Resulte las luces que
soy esta noche la droga usted no puede negar
esta noche G-A-B-E que va a conseguir le alta
mi luz es esta noche
eléctrica soy la droga usted no puede negar
esta noche G-A-B-E que va a conseguir le alta
mi luz es eléctrico, hey hey hey
mi luz soy eléctrico, sí, hey hey hey
 mi luz soy eléctrico, hey hey hey
 mi luz soy eléctrico, sí, hey hey hey
 mi luz soy eléctrico
 yo tengo ojos eléctricos
y puedo conseguirme le alto
tengo ojos eléctricos
voy a conseguirle
soy esta noche la droga usted no puede negar
esta noche G-A-B-E que va a conseguir le alta
mi luz es, luz es, la luz es
yo es esta noche la droga que usted no puede negar
esta noche G-A-B-E que va a conseguir le alta
mi luz es eléctrico, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, sí, hey hey hey
mi luz es eléctrica, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, sí, hey hey hey
mi luz es eléctrica, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, hey hey hey
mi luz es eléctrica, sí, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, hey hey hey
 mi luz es eléctrica, sí

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They all stood there staring at us, arms folded. “Well?” Jenn asked sarcastically. I inhaled deeply and sighed. “Everyone this Pete. Pete this is, well everyone.”  They all waved and giggled like school girls. As much as I loved them, they didn’t half embarrass me. He smiled and waved before turning back to me. “So, how are you? I haven’t seen in you, whoa.  5 whole years!”  I laughed. “Yeah, look what happened to Wentz. Big heart-throb of Fall Out Boy.” I said sarcastically. “That reminds me. What’s your bassist’s name?” I glanced over at Haley. What did he want with her? “Haley. Haley Jones.” He smirked. “Haley, isn’t it?” He asked, holding out his hand. Her hand was shaking. “Erm, yeah.” He dropped her hand. “Amazing bass riff in Dance, Dance. You could probably do it better than me.” She twirled her hair around her finger and giggled. “Thanks.”  He came back to me. “You have a great band here. I was dead impressed.” “Really?!” Nicole blurted out before covering her mouth.  “Yeah. I think you guys are a lot better than most metro bands. So professional.” He seemed so calm with five teenage girls and well one twenty year old that still acts like she’s a teenager. “You guys got a record or mixtape out?” Melissa shook her head.  “They haven’t had that opportunity. I’m their manager Melissa.” He smirked and shook her hand while she actually managed to keep her cool. “I’m Pete. I really want to sign your band to DecayDance.”

 “FUCK ME!” Alison exclaimed right in my ear. “Ali! Chill!” Nicole shouted, pushing her down back on the couch. “Pete, whoa. You heard us once. Don’t be so fricking spontaneous.” I said pulling him to one side. He smiled that stupid million dollar smile. “You’ve known me for most of your life and since when I have not been spontaneous?” I shook my head at the question. “That doesn’t matter. Don’t you have business people who deal with signing bands?” He laughed at me. “They just do all the contracts and shit. I actually approve of the bands. As I am a musical genius.” He posed like a statue until I shoved him.  “You really wanna sign us? Seriously?” He nodded. “Guys!? I think we just go signed!” They started jumping and squealing with each other. “So what does that mean?” Alison asked. “Well, no more living out of a fucking van I hope.” I hissed running my fingers through my hair. “Hey guys. Someone’s looking for Pete.” Liana said popping her head around the door. “Well, let him in. Other famous people who think we should be signed to their label?” Haley said, placing herself next to Jenn. Pete chuckled and went out of the room. “Holy shit.” Nicole said excitedly through biting her lip. I smiled as I jumped into her arms. “We got fucking signed!” I screamed. “Group hug!” Liana screamed, running into us. As everyone joined in, I remembered what it was like to have a secure family. I never guessed that we would be signing onto DecayDance in a million years. “We did it guys, we finally did it.” Jenn said, almost welling up. “So, how did ya know Pete?” Nicole asked, licking her lips. I shoved her. “”Nothing like that! He was one of my brother’s friends!” Alison nodded. “Yeah, sure.” I slapped her arm. “I haven’t seen him since I was 13. So fuck you guys!” Haley started laughing along with Liana. I shook my head and continued the half group hug we had going on. Minnie stared up at the door. “Oh my god.” We turned around to see Pete and a man with darker eyes and blonde hair. We stared at each other for a moment before retreating back to the eyes of our friends.  “You okay Grace. You’ve gone seriously pale.” Jenn said putting her hand to my forehead. “I’m fine.” I pushed her hand away and in the process wiped away some tears forming in my eyes. “Gracie?” He asked. I nodded and held onto Haley and Liana for support due to the growing weakness in my knees. “You know him too?!” Jenn asked, almost yelling. “He’s my brother.”

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Grace stirred, tossing to her left where another body had been but wasn’t anymore. Her eyelids fluttered opened as she felt the now empty side of the bed. Was it all a dream? Did Patrick actually come back? Her eyes started to water as she sat herself up. She put her head on her knees and sighed. “Hey, hey. What’s up?” A voice whispered, lifting her chin. Her saddened eyes met Patrick’s ecstatic ones. “I thought I was dreaming...” Grace smiled and exhaled. “Not a chance.” He kissed her gently before wrapping her up in his arms. Grace leant her head against his bare chest and secured her arms around his waist. “How are you feeling?” Guilty, happy, shocked, fucked up? “Okay.” She smiled. Patrick replied with a warm grin and sat back down next to her. He put one arm around her shoulder and the other hand rested on her stomach. “You’ve defiantly grown.” Grace edged away, her mouth wide open. “In a good way! I mean, you look great.” Grace couldn’t help but laugh slightly. “Just keep your mouth shut. It’s easier.” They chuckled quietly together. Patrick cupped her face securely between his hands and rubbed their noses together. “I missed you.” He whispered sweetly. “I missed you too.” Grace replied. Patrick let go of Grace’s face and ran over to his jeans, getting something out of his pocket. “What are you doing?” Grace asked chortling quietly. “Nothing! I was just thinking do you want to go out shopping for baby stuff today?” She beamed. “That’d be great. We haven’t done any of the mother-and-father to be stuff.” He smirked and picked up her glasses. “Care to join me in the shower then?” She gasped then laughed again before standing up. She gripped Patrick’s hand’s and dragged him it the bathroom.

William laid down on his bed, just re-thinking the night before. He could hear Patrick and Grace laughing and whispering to each other. He groaned and covered his head with a pillow.  It was bad enough thinking about what they were doing, let alone hearing it. He inhaled deeply and licked his lips. He heard the shower turn off and the chuckling of the couple as they opened the bathroom door. “Stop it Patrick! William will hear!” Patrick snorted. “He should keep his ears to himself then.” They obviously kissed and then he heard the door shut. He got of the bed and put his ear to the wall, he wasn’t being nosy. Just curious. He couldn’t hear anything horrible, he just heard them talking about where to go and what they would do that day. He needed to speak to Grace and, at least say he was sorry about how he felt. Someone knocked on his door. He opened it and saw Patrick standing there. “Hey dude. Grace and I are going out today. You want anything?” William shook his head and sighed. “Dude, cheer up. Why are you so depressed today?” Patrick asked, putting a hand on his shoulder, even though it was quite a reach. “No reason, just one of those days I suppose.” Patrick nodded and took his hand away. “We’ll be back in a few hours, if that’s cool.” William nodded and shut the door as Patrick stepped back. He breathed deeply and groaned. This was not happening! He fell back onto his bed and smacked his forehead. Another knock on his door. He got up again and opened it causally thinking it was Patrick again. The short girl was standing there in a blue chequered button-up shirt and bright red skinny jeans. She paced in quickly and William shut the door. “Okay...”

“William, we need to talk out this.” She interrupted. “I like you Bill. I really do. But I love Patrick. He’s done more for me then I’m worth. He loves me and just, well completes’ me.” William leant against the door, breathing deeply. “I’m really sorry Bill. If I hadn’t met Patrick then maybe, but. Will, I don’t want Patrick to know okay?” Will nodded. “I’ll keep it a secret for you okay?” Grace drew a sigh of relief. “But what about when Patrick leaves again?” She gulped and put her hand through her just gelled hair. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Okay, we have to pretend we’re still friends okay?” Bill nodded absentmindedly. “Right. Okay. I’ll see you later then William.” Grace walked towards him. He blocked her exit. “Will, come on. Let me through.” He inhaled deeply through his nose. “Hug first?” Grace froze, but nodded her head. Will leant down and wrapped his arms around the girl’s waist. It was uncomfortable at first but after they relaxed, it was like nothing happened. That they were friends. Bill let go and opened the door for her. “See you later then. Have fun shopping!” He said with enthusiasm. Grace couldn’t tell whether it was fake or not but smirked and waved, grabbing her bag in the process. Patrick got up from the couch and took Grace’s hand as they walked out of the house, leaving Will to ponder on his thoughts.

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A/N: Red=Pete, Black=Cassie,Blue=Patrick, Green=Ryan and Pink=Haley

Chapter 9

I woke up in my normal room. As I didn't live with anyone else, I didn't have to sleep in a coffin/box type thing like Pete did. I showered and dressed in all black apart from my trousers, which were red. My thoughts were ditracted by the burning sensation coming through my throat. I was thirsty. I went to my kitchenette and made my drink, it waas simular to Pete's but my thirst was more prominant then Pete. I gulged down the kinda vampire smoothie and wipedmy mouth. The burn waa still there it was less painful and bearable. At least it stops me lusting after human blood. She's definatly in there. I heard. Someone was inside my apartment or very close by. "Hey, if you're after me! Come get me bitches!" I heard a fimular soft laugh. "Well if you insist." I turned around and faced  him. "Oh hello William. Nice of you come by but I'd love if you got the fuck out." He grinned. "You see Haley. I can't do that." He snapped his fingers and I felt two arms around my body. One around my neck and the another around my wais, securing me in place. I glanced at Brendon and Spencer. "Oh, you're so oringal Beckett. Get your henchmen to do the dirty work while you act all high and mighty." Brendon's arm tightened around my throat. "Oh ease up Bren. Will doesn't want me dead." William nodded. "You're right. You do know who I want dead though." I gulped. "Cassie." He beamed. "You're still as smart as you were." I raised my eye-brows at him. "Well done Beckett. Why the hell do you want her?" He smiked darkly. "Read my thoughts and tell me." She's a Bellatrix. I shook my head in disbelief. "No she's not. She doesn't have..." He grinned again. "You don't know do you?" Brendon chuckled. "Well, I have someone trying to find it." The answer hit me like a bus. "Ryan. He's with you." William laughed. "Of course. He's half-vampire, half-human. He can persuade people more than most." Oh shit.

Cassie seemed surgecly attached to Patrick today. They spent most of their time together, which is good ifwe want to see if she's a Bellatrix. It's rare but it seemed possible. Cassie looked down at Patrick's watch. "Oh crap. I'm meant to meeting someone!" She jumped up and grabbed her jacket from the array of coats on the rack. It was 9 at night. "Who are seeing?" I asked, finshing my drink. "Ummm... Haley?" It seemed more like a question than a answer. "Okayyy. do you want to drive you?" She shook her head. "No, I'd like to get some fresh air too actually. If that's cool." I nodded my head and as she beamed and left, I glared at Patrick. "I want you to follow her. Make sure she's okay." He sighed but agreed all the same. As he grabbed the keys and left Joe and Andy came down the stairs. "Pete! We tried call Haly's, she's not answering." That was strange of Haley. "She's a big girl. I'm sure she can handle herself." Joe hushed me. "We didn't finsh." Andy inhaled deeply. "There was a voice message from William." God, you could hear the venom in his voice. "Dahm it!" I punched the wall and blew the dust of myfist. "We need to get over there. Now!"

"Hi Cassie!" I excliamed when she walked into the park. She smiled and held herself like she was embrarrssed. I grinned, trying not to show my fangs. William told me this mission would be easy, but I thought she'd put up a little fight. This was going to be over so quickly. "Hi Ryan." She sat down on the grass next to me. "How are ya?" I asked, trying to engage in normal human conversation. "Not too bad. You?" Time to flirt. "Better now that you're here." She blushed and tucked her hair behind her ear. "Thanks." I 'accidently' put my hand behind her so it rested very closely to her waist. I could see the lust in her eyes. How easy was she? I took my other hand and moved her face so it was directly facing mine. I kissed her, just to get things moving. She didn't push away. God, this is just too easy.

So...

1.What did you think?

2. What do you think is gonna happen?

3. 11 days until FOB! OMFG!

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Hey Hey. I wrote this really quickly when I had a sprut of energy after my illness which has now recovered slightly. Stupid, immature colds. But, thanks for the hugs and in one case cupcakes. I feel a lot better and ready to write you guys maybe another chapter of this and (Once Upon A Time You Told Me) {*Think Happy Thoughts/*}. Hope y'all having a good tuesday.

The show was one of the best I think we had ever played just because the audience was so into it. I kept glancing out at him and he just seemed to be having fun.  Anytime anyone hit a bum note or missed a beat or even messed up a couple of lyrics, they didn’t care. I never had so much fun at a show. I looked across to Nicole who was really involved with the audience and I saw her put her guitar down. “Oh fuck.” I mouthed. Haley got there before me and pulled her back. The last thing we needed on this tour was an injury that came from stage diving. “Okay y’all. For our last song of the evening, we’re gonna do a cover by a small band we admire. You okay with that?” The audience cheered and Jenn gave Haley a nod. Haley nodded to Alison and the familiar beat filled the room. Haley’s bass riff kicked in. “She said she’s no good with words but I’m worse.” I was defiantly going to kill them for this later. This was our song when were sixteen, trying to get money in to support our dream. I could see him laughing at the back. Of course, it was so like him to laugh. “Dance, Dance.  We’re falling apart to half time. Dance. Dance. And these are the life’s you love lead. Dance. This is the way they love if they knew how misery loved me.”  We ended the song. “Thank you! So long and goodnight!” We walked off the stage; everyone was high and buzzed on our performance that us looking like piles of shit and sweating to oblivion didn’t really matter. “We fucking rocked them!” Alison shouted, high-fiving everyone. Haley was laughing with Jenn, wiping under her eyes to make her eye-liner less smudged. “I bugsy the shower first!” I yelled, heading into the green room. The shower’s here weren’t as bad as some I have had to use. I striped off and left my clothes on the side and dived into the hot water. The worst part about touring in a van is the showering vacilites. They were in short supply. No one can ever describe the feel of a hot shower after at least three days without. It’s like heaven but better. I stepped out and found the towels they kept for the bands. I wrapped it around me and dried myself. I pulled my clothes back on, with extra deodorant, and walked out of room. The guys were in a queue for use of the shower. “God, do you take long enough!” Haley yelled sarcastically, jumping into the room. Alison had put on the stereo and ‘Dear Maria, Count Me In.’ was blasting loudly, especially with everyone else singing along. “Guys, turn that down! Someone wants to talk to you!” Minnie shouted. A sulking Alison turned the stereo off and sat back down on the couch. Jenn sighed, still fixing her make-up in the mirror. Nicole and I just sat opposite each other, jamming new stuff on the guitar. “OH MY FUCKING GOD!” I heard Jenn squeal. I kept back to her, I really didn’t care who it was.  Nicole started laughing and looked up before she screamed and covered her mouth in embarrassment. Alison seemed to jump up and straighten out her clothes. “Okay, hi guys. I just wanted to say that I thought you were great tonight.” I was frozen with my back to our visitor. That was his voice. The sound of rough velvet rang through my ears again in my memory.

‘Oh my god Grace. I’m sorry.’ He wrapped me up in his arms. ‘What I would do to protect you sweetheart.’ I held onto him as if I could never let go.

“Grace, wake up. He wants to talk to you.” I heard Liana say to me. I shook out of my past and jerked back into the present. “Oh, okay.” I turned my face around and met his chocolate brown eyes again. His face was calm but as soon as he met my eyes, his features turned into shock. “Grace? Is that you?” I nodded. “I thought it was but, I wasn’t sure.” I smiled. “Do you guys know each other or something?” Haley asked as she took in what was going on around her. “Yeah. We do.” He said. “Okay. Care to introduce us?”  

So.

1. What did you think?

2. Comment/Buzz?

3. Any other ideas of who he is?

4. Have you guy heard 'Headfirst Slide Into Copperstown On A Bad Bet' yet? It's strange, but in a good way.

5. Does your husband know? ^^ Relates to above.

Wooo! The name took a while to think of. As I promised, here it is. I kinda like it but it could be better.

“I swear if we don’t get a fucking better van, I will actually kill someone!” I shouted climbing out of our band’s van. I guess this is how everyone started out, living out of an old, broken down van. “Grace, come on. Chill. You love it really.” My band mate Nicole said, climbing out after me. “I mean, when we get huge, we’ll miss this hunk of junk.” She said, slapping the side of the van. I sighed and helped pull Haley out. I think she hated the van as I much as I did. Our best friend Minnie was driving along with our supposed manager Melissa. Well, she got us our gigs and gave us money. Me and Nicole got our guitars out of the back of the van so Jenn could free herself from her tight position. “Why do I always get the bloody equipment piled on me? Don’t I deserve some love?” Liana jumped out of the van and wrapped her arms around her. “There’s your love!” I laughed and grabbed Haley’s bass from her. “Here you are Halys.” She pulled her short black hair into a ponytail and took her instrument from my hands. “Thanks Grace.” Alison, our drummer was tapping her favourite pink sticks along the side of the van. Liana sprayed them for her and painted her name on each. We had the strangest group of people on earth, but we loved everything. “Mel! Where the hell are we?!” Minnie shouted, pulling her backpack on and shutting the van doors. “We’re in Chicago. You guys are playing the metro!” I halted. “What?” I stuttered. “The Metro. It’s really well known.” Alison put her hand on my shoulder. “You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” A ghost from my past. “I’m fine. Just, y’know.” The other shook their heads. “No. What’s up?” Minnie asked. “Nothing, I’m fine. Let’s go rock Chicago!” The girls clapped as we headed inside. It really hadn’t changed. The poster’s we’re still the same, the peeling paint hadn’t been dealt with. It was strange looking at it again. I looked at my watch. 4 pm. We had to set up, have a sound check and change. Not a great deal of time. “Right, if we go set up. Get the merch stand ready will you guys have a soundcheck?” We nodded and headed for the stage. I looked out at it now; I remember looking up at them from the pit. I never had so much fun in my life. Alison was busy getting her drum riser ready while Nicole and Haley were tuning their guitars. I unclipped my hard case and pulled out my Gibson SG. I got it in black with a mirror; I just adored the effect it gave. “Alright guys, you ready?” Jenn said into the now plugged in microphone. We nodded. I grabbed my lucky pit he gave me when I started learning the guitar and burst into the first song we wrote together. ‘Everything’s Gonna Be Alright.’ Nicole on rhythm stopped playing her chords while I dived into the solo, hitting the single notes fast. Alison kept beating her drums to the bass line coming from Haley while Jenn head banged with me. I remembered why I got into this band. For the fun and thrill of playing with my best friends.

“10 minutes guys!” Minnie shouted, poking her head round the door before heading back to the merch stand. I never really dressed up for shows. I put on my white pinstripe skinny jeans, with a Jimi Hendrix vest I found at a vintage store in Boston. My blonde hair was curled while my face was pale with a hint of black around the eyes. Haley had her favourite batman shirt on with a pair of bright blue skinny jeans. Her hair still in a ponytail but her face was just as pale as mine. Alison dressed in a pair of shorts that just feel to her knees and tights so she could hit the pedals quickly enough and an All Time Low shirt. (She’s in love with them, so we often have to do covers.) Nicole was dressed similarly to me but she wore a MCR vest with a pair of Minnie’s skinny jeans (She has so many pairs, it scares me.), her red hair was done in pigtails for some reason. Jenn looked stunning; she was wearing a short skirt with orange leggings and a bright blue vest. Her fedora hat sat perfectly on her head of brown hair that hung just past her shoulders. Melissa came into the room. “We’re ready for you guys.” We all bounded out and headed for the stage. Alison sat behind her drums while me, Nicole and Haley pulled the straps of our guitars over our shoulders while Jenn head straight for the mic. “Hey Chicago! We’re The Disgrace! We're from New Jersey! But our lead guitarist here.” She pointed to me. "Is from CHICAGO!"They clapped and cheered. I looked out into the audience. I couldn’t believe it. He was there.

Well?

1. Did you like it?

2. Who do you think HE is?

3. Comment/Buzz?

4. Can I have a hug? I'm ill ):

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YO! I haven't posted in a while. Well, I'm sick today so I thought I'd post while my mother's out doing something. Stupid cold. Anyways, look out for my band fanfic hopefully coming out later today! Hope you guys enjoy it!

Grace was still sleeping like Will had said. Patrick smirked down at her, her body seemed relaxed and content in its sleeping state but her face told another story. Her eyes still slightly red and puffy and her face was dropped with dry tears. She had defiantly gotten bigger he could see it through the bed sheets. He removed his shoes and carefully lay down on his side of the bed. She stirred but didn’t acknowledge anything with her eyes still closed. He lightly followed the contours of her face with her fingertips. Her features turned into confused lines as he touched her lips. He leaned and pecked them lightly, she put her hand up to the side of his head and she felt his hat and side-burns. “Patrick?” She questioned in a whisper. “Yeah, I’m here. You can open your eyes.”

“I don’t want to. I’m scared that I’m dreaming you here.”

“I promise you. I right here.” She ever so slowly opened her eyes and sure enough, Patrick was lying next to her. “You’re actually here.” She was in tears again, leaping onto his lips. Their lips locked and all matter of control was lost between the couple. Patrick’s hand’s were moving down her body, examining her newly found bump while she held on tightly to his face, and running her fingers through his hair. They were smouldered together and it finally stopped when Patrick managed to see sense. “Whoa, we need to stop.” He whispered apologetically. Grace nodded and nestled up as close as she could to him. “We’ll talk properly in the morning, yes?” Patrick nodded and moved his arms away so he could unzip his trousers and pull them off before pulling the sheets over his body and holding Grace as tightly as possible. He could feel the slight dampness on his clothes as she snuggled closer into his shoulder. They shut their eyes and fell asleep on each other.

Will walked out into the living room; it was ten o’clock in the morning. He didn’t sleep that night; he thought about what he had done. He felt so guilty. He switched on the kettle and sighed into his hands. The kettle flicked indicating that it was boiled so William poured the water into the mug, drowning the coffee without acknowledging the scalding heat. He dropped the mug. “Fuck me!” He shouted to himself. “Will, coffee is normally hot...” Patrick murmured, taking in the scene. Patrick was only wearing his jeans and was helping William mop up the still hot coffee. William couldn’t exactly meet Patrick’s eyes, he still felt extremely guilty. “What’s up? Do I look that terrible?” Patrick asked in a teasing tone. Will managed to let a chuckle escape his lips but he still didn’t look into Patrick’s eyes. “Nothing man. I’m still jumpy due to your entrance last night.” Patrick giggled, throwing the paper towels into the trash. “So what have you and Grace been up too?” Will gulped, should he tell Patrick about last night and possibly ruin all four lives involved. “Nothing really. A few days in watching movies, going shopping, I went with her to her scan once but nothing really exciting.” Patrick nodded along with Will’s twittering and threw the china into the trash as well. “Do you when her next scan is? I’m useless at remembering dates.” Will thought back. “It’s tomorrow I believe.” Patrick beamed and went back into the bedroom. Will leant against the counter of the kitchen and breathed deeply, considering his options. Could he just not tell Patrick and keep his and Grace’s kiss a secret? That seemed his best bet.

Not so good is it?

It will get better. I promise. (:

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For a new fanfic.

I write too many already but I'm sure one more wouldn't hurt.

So. Yes. This is a casting call!

Summary: Band plays in girl's hmetown, meets an old friend and everything spirals out of control.

So. This is who I need. And you're wondering. 'Wherre's lead guitar?' That's me!

Lead Singer: Jenn

Rythum Guitar: Nicole

Drums: Alison

Bass: Haley

Manager: Melissa

Extra's: Minnie (:, Lianah

Think of any other parts, let me know.

Bands: Fall Out Boy, MCR, Cobra maybe? Academy Is..., all that jazz.

I need:

Name:

Age (18 or over. Can be made up.):

Apperence (Can also be made up.):

Personality:

Likes/Dislikes:

And the part you want.

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Yo! Wassup? Sorry, I just had to play a stupid gangster. Hahaha. So, shall we have a post?
A/N: Black=Cassie. Red=Pete. Blue=Patrick. Pink=Haley. Green=Ryan.