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

Today is Liana's (orchorde) birthday, so I wrote her a one-shot with Kyle Burns. I really hope you like it Liana. Happy birthday my sweet. :)

I can tell from the look in her eyes,
That's the kind of girl, yeah that's the kind of girl
that I would like to spend a night on the town with.

Liana

As we piled into the small club on the outskirts of the small town in California, I could sense the excitement around the crowd. Girls screaming, guys already planning to start a huge circle pit for when the main act came on. I rolled my eyes and grasped the barrier as I waited for my friend to push her way back through, because this time it was her turn to buy t-shirts.

"JESUS, IT GETS WORSE EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME." I heard her complain loudly. I chuckled as she pushed a guy out of the way to get to me, passing me my t-shirt. Grace was useful to take to gigs, she's really strong and could push past anyone so we always nearly went to gigs together. "What time do they come on do you know?" I shrugged, sighing in depression. I was suffering from Kyle-withdrawal.

I've seen Forever The Sickest Kids too many times, and every time I just miss meeting Kyle. And once, he came up to the front and high-fived us, and when his hand touched mine, I just felt something. Something I'd never felt before. He was always my favourite member but this was different, kinda like he'd cast a spell over me. If I could just meet him, and explain how I felt, I would be happy.

"Liana, you're drooling." Grace pointed out, knocking me back into reality. "I am not drooling." I hissed, wiping my mouth just in case.

Kyle

"Dude, where the fuck is my fucking hair gel?!" I yelled, mainly to Caleb, as I raided through my bag. We were backstage at our Cali show, and some mother fucker had stolen my hair gel. "Which dude do you mean dude?" Jonathan asked from behind his laptop. I rolled my eyes. "I don't care which dude, just tell me who has my hair gel?" He shrugged. "Great. Just great." I hissed.

"Who's shouting about hair gel?" Austin called out of nowhere. "Kyle is wetting himself because he can't find it." Jonathan kindly pointed out. "I saw Caleb with a tub, might have been yours." Marc said quickly. I stormed through to the bathroom where Caleb was spiking his hair. He stopped in his tracks when he saw me, hair gel sticking to his fingers. The tub was mine.

"You bitch!" I shouted, shoving him and stealing my hair gel back. "Kyle, I just ran out! Let me use it this once!" He pleaded, running after me. "No way man. You didn't ask." I accused. "Guys, stop fighting over hair gel and get your shit together, we go on in ten!" Kent yelled. I stared at Caleb darkly while he stared at me. I felt the tub escape my grasp. "My hair needs to be gelled." He insisted, walking away.

"Queer!" I shouted, laughing a little. All I got was his middle finger in response.

 

I can make a bet against the bets saying I'm a genuine hypocrite
when it comes to choosing girls with blonde hair over brains.

Liana

"WE WANT FOREVER THE SICKEST KIDS!" Grace yelled, right in my ear. "Owwww, I'm still here you know." I complained, rubbing my ear. She chuckled, ruffling her sweaty hair into shape. The lights dimmed and everyone screamed louder than before as keyboards played and drums kicked in.

"When was the last time you talked to me, seriously. It's like you don't even know..."

Jonathan sang, beautifully may I add, with us singing along. "You guys are so fucking immense. WE REALLY MISSED YOU GUYS!" Jonathan announced after the song had ended. We screamed. When it went quieter Grace decided to be her over-confident self. "WE MISSED YOU JONATHAN!" He laughed, winking in her direction. "So anyways, we're so happy to be back. And after this, any of you guys free to hang out, we're going to a club near-by so come dance with us!"

We all screamed, loudly. "We are so fucking going!" Grace yelled in my ear. I chuckled and nodded at her. We were so going, even if I had to sell my left kidney to do so. "Speaking of dancing, I can see you girls like to move. So let's get this party started!" They suddenly burst into The Way She Moves. Which really got me dancing again, did I mention I loved Forever The Sickest Kids?

Kyle

"It's getting late, your eyes are closed and mine are wide awake..." I loved this song. I loved playing it, the drum part was my favourite I'd come up with. After snapping one of my drumsticks, I grabbed another quickly before returning to my drumming.

"I wanted her to stay awhile don't go away, oh oh, the way she moves, the way she moves, the way she moves, the way she moves." Jonathan ended the song, grabbing this chick's hand in front of him. He let her go and I saw her. The same long brown hair, brown eyes that I'd seen so many times before. I've seen her every time we'd come to California, and every time I miss seeing her after the show.

I squinted slightly so I could see her properly. She looked beautiful, I mean, really beautiful. I smiled. "...And this lovesick puppy is Kyle!" I heard Jonathan announce and kids screamed. I waved quickly, looking at the girl. She stared right back at me, blushing madly when I waved in her direction. "Okay guys, you ready for another song?!" Caleb asked into his microphone. The audience screamed as I adjusted my earpiece. "I think they are ready my dear Caleb." Austin replied. I chuckled. "Okay then, I think we should give you an inkling into our secret lives as members of the government." Jonathan announced.

These dudes really could work a crowd. "HERE. COME. THE. MEN IN BLACK." The audience screamed louder as we worked our cover. The girl seemed to be really enjoying herself. Screaming the lyrics back to Jonathan as he grabbed her hand, then her friends. I smiled. I was gonna meet this girl tonight.

Liana

After much singing, dancing, hand grabbing and sweating, the concert ended. They ended with She's A Lady and ran off stage. The lights came back up and Grace smiled, catching her breath. "Dude, that was so immense." I nodded, waiting for the kids behind us to move so we could get out. However, this security guard started handing shit out, including Kyle's spare drum stick. I made grabby hands, and sort of flaunted my chest a little. The security caught sight of me and smiled. "What do you want sweetheart?" Jesus, he was such a sleaze. "Um, can I have the drum stick?" He nodded, handing it to me. I winked and quickly retreated."Have fun flirting?" Grace asked. I flipped her off, grasping Kyle's drum stick for dear life.

"Maybe we could get Kyle to sign it?" She suggested when we managed to get outside. I nodded and grabbed my hoodie out of my bag. It was cold tonight. "Right, good bars for them?" Grace asked herself. I shrugged anyways. "Lets wait here, then ask them where they were planning on hanging out." I suggested. Grace snapped her fingers. "That, my dearest Liana, is a fucking good idea."

I laughed and leant against the wall. Grace leant against it to as we waited for them to come out. After about twenty minutes, Grace was getting restless. "What are they doing in there? Masturbating or some shit?" You had to laugh at her impatience. It was the only way to not get offended. "Oh my god! Jonathan!" I heard a fan girl scream. True to their word, all six of them filed out and were immediately met by kids asking them to sign shit and pose for photographs.

Grace grabbed my hand and dragged me in the direction of a bobbing, blonde head. "Kyle!" Grace yelled, pushing me into his back. He turned around, knocking me and I tripped on my own feet. I was going to fall straight onto the pavement, on my ass, in front of Kyle Burns. However, I never reached the pavement.

It's like a let down, so much for good times.

Kyle

I managed to put my arm around her waist and catch her. "Watch your step babe." I said as I lifted her light body up. She blushed, stabilizing herself. "Um, thanks Kyle." She whispered. I smiled. "No problem...."

"Liana." I nodded. "Nice to meet you Liana." I said, shaking her hand. She was shaking herself, out of nerves maybe? "Oh my god, um, could you, like, sign this for me?" She asked, holding out my drum stick. I chuckled, reaching for my pocket to get a sharpie. Which wasn't there, just my luck. I felt my back pockets. "Fuck." I hissed. "Um, here." I heard. I looked up, hitting my forehead on an sharpie. "Shit." I said, standing back. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry." Liana pleaded. Her friend was too busy laughing to calm her down.

I rubbed my forehead with the back of my hand, cussing a little. "Haha, holy fuck dude! Oh my god!" Austin laughed loudly. "What?" I really hoped that the sharpie lid was on. "Nice dot man, very sexy." Jonathan announced as he switched girls. I slapped my forehead. "Kyle, I'm so sorry." Liana said, cowering away. "It's okay." I said, smiling at her fear. She smiled. "I hope this black dot is sexy." I muttered, taking her sharpie and drum stick.

"You don't need a black dot; you're already as sexy as hell." She announced, before covering her mouth. I chuckled. "Thanks, you're very cute too." She smiled, again blushing madly.

Liana

Kyle Burns. The Kyle Burns, said I was cute. Inside, the fan girl was screaming, on the outside, Liana was on the bridge of actually squealing. Kyle handed back the stick. "Can she have a picture with you?" Grace asked. Kyle nodded and put his arm around my shoulder. My whole body was shaking as he touched me. I smiled widely as I saw the camera flash go, I felt a kiss on my cheek. Did Kyle just kiss me?

The flash cleared and Kyle's lips were still on my cheek. He let me go, giving me a quick hug. Oh my god. Kyle Burns kissed my cheek. "Um, I meant to ask, what club you guys heading to?" Grace asked, putting her hands on her hips. Kyle bit his lip. "There's one downtown we like, why, you guys thinking of heading there?" Grace nodded. "Defiantly, except well, we can't get in." Kyle widened his eyes at her, then me. "You guys under 21?" We both nodded. "17." Grace said. Kyle shrugged beside me. "We'll get you in. You okay with that Liana?" I nodded excitedly.

"Kyle, bring your bitches, this club is calling my name." Jonathan called. "Hey, I'm Kent." Kent announced to Grace as we walked towards the club. "Hey, I'm Grace." She said. I drowned them out when Kyle put his arm around my waist as we approached the club. The security let us straight in and the music blasted in my ears.

You've got my head spinning, heart beating out of my chest.
I'm a sucker for lovers.

Kyle

I bought her a drink as we sat at the bar. She really was beautiful. Her brown hair fell so elegantly over her face, her eyes were just gorgeous. She wasn't drinking she told me, because if her parents smelt booze on her breath, she's be slaughtered. I bought her a coke and she sipped it quietly. "So Liana, it's nice to meet you." I said. "Yeah, I mean, it's amazing to meet you too. I've been wanting to meet you for ages and now I'm babbling in front of you." She slapped her forehead. "Keep your mouth shut Liana." She hissed to herself.

I laughed at her lightly, taking a sip of my beer. "You from around here then?" I asked. She nodded. "Yeah, just down the street." I smiled. "Sweet. I miss home a lot." I noted. She smiled sympathetically and touched my hand. "I'm sorry Kyle." Her hand was soft and warm, that I just wanted to grab it and not let go. Her touch was comforting and relaxed me. I held onto her hand lightly, as her hand was shaking nervously.

The song changed to Party In Your Bedroom by Cash Cash. I stood up, her hand still in mine. "Care to dance?" She gulped, but nodded and stood up all the same. I dragged to the centre of the dance floor and start jumping with the crowd, as she did. I grabbed her other hand as she swayed her head from side, throwing her hair all over the place. I chuckled lightly as the song ended and she dragged her hair back with her fingers. I reached for a stray strand and tucked it behind her ear. "Okay, this is for all the lovers out there." The DJ announced as Liana looked down blushing.

Liana

I'm smooth with my words; you're smooth with your curves girl, yeah.
I speak so eloquently that you won't have a chance to deny me, yeah.

Oh shit. Slow song. Fuck. Kyle Burns won't let me go. The song changed to Vegas Skies by The Cab. He smiled and let go of my hands. I was gonna make a break for it but he grabbed my waist and pulled me to face him. I looked behind where Grace was displaying to me that I needed to put my arms around his neck. I looked back at him and he was smiled and put my arms around his neck for me.

He then returned his hands to my waist and swayed me back and forth. I was just watching my feet, making sure I didn't step on him or anything because knowing me, I would. His left hand left my waist and found its way to my face. He sort of lifted it up so I was looking at me. But then pushed my head lightly onto his chest. I slightly relaxed and let him take a natural lead as I leant my head on his chest.

The song ended way too quickly for me and soon enough the music changed back into dance music. Kyle's hands left my waist and he suddenly grabbed either side of my face and his lips smacked into mine. I was shocked at first, too shocked to move but when he started using his tongue, I woke up.

FOR FUCKS SAKES LIANA! WAKE UP! KYLE FLUFFING BURNS IS ACTUALLY TRYING TO MAKE OUT WITH YOU AND YOU'RE JUST STANDING HERE. MAKE A MOVE! OH MY GABE. HE TASTES SO GOOD.

I let him in and let him do this thing. I swear, my knees and whole lower body would have given way. If Kyle wasn't holding me up, that is. He took his lips away, breathing steady. "Um, yeah, that was..."

"Unexpected?" I finished for him. He nodded, still holding me. "Yeah, good word." I chuckled and stabilized myself. "You wanna come back to my house?" I asked. I quickly covered my mouth.

WELL DONE LIANA. HE'S NOW GONNA THINK YOU'RE EASY AND FUCK'S ANYTHING THAT MOVES. WHY DON'T YOU JUST TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OF HERE AND SAY "I WANNA HAVE SEX WITH YOU!"

"Okay." I stared at him. "Wha...?" He raised his eyebrow. "I'd love to Liana. I really would. You're parents home?"

"Um, no. Out for the weekend." He smiled seductively. He bent down and put his lips next to my ear. "You don't know how long I've been in love with you." He whispered before kissing my cheek.

LIANA, HE FUCKING LOVES YOU. OH. MY. GABE. AHHHHHHHHHH!

I gulped, but smiled. "I love you too." I said. He grabbed my hand and we raced out of the club, attacking each other against lampposts and walls trying to kiss each other.

Kyle

She pulled on my hand until I pushed her against a tree and attacked her with my lips again. She moaned into my mouth and smiled at the sound. I let her breath and she pulled me to this expensive house near the beach. She dragged me up the steps to the front door, grabbing the keys out of her front pocket. I kissed the back of her neck as she opened the door. She turned around, attaching herself to my lips. She yanked my jacket off me, making it land on the pavement outside. I kicked the door shut. My jacket could stay outside tonight. It wouldn't hurt.

I could never leave a girl like you alone. Whoa.
I could never leave a girl like you at home.

Okay, where the hell do I start?! Dude, it was so amazing I have no clue where to start at all. Haha, okay, the beginning. As good as place as any. Okay, I got to the venue (which is in the middle of a street, WTF?) at like 3.30 and had about 30 odd people in front of us, and the queue seemed to thicken in front of us as we waited, retardedly. As well as grow behind us, obvs.

Laura (my friend) had a boombox bag so we were playing Guilty Pleasure (including the dance, we are that cool), when none other then Vicky-T walked past us heading the pharmancy. Vicky-T: "Hi." *include waves* Laura/Jess/Grace: "Um, hey." *Also include waves* Grace: "Holy shit, that was Vicky-T." Laura: "We met Vicky-FUCKING-T" Grace: *Sorta faints and sqeauls at the same time.* Jess: "Get up Grace."

Then Vicky-T comes back, and waves again. I've wanted to meet her so much as she's sort of my hero. Hahaha. Then we have Nate and Chris (Sing It Loud) try and sell us CD's which was fun because we had a convosation with Chris about the price of CD's in stores. Which was entertaining, then we all hugged him (before he played because, dear god, that man sweats like no tomorrow). Yeah, then Vicky-T decided to come back out and go to the phamarcy so we said hi, again. :)

Pat from Sing It Loud was also doing his laundry as he kept going across the street to go to this dry cleaners to get shit collect it. I shouted "Pat, I love you!" Hope he heard. xD So anyways, we saw a black jacket and red plaid shirt who I know belong to a certain GABE SAPORTA, go into a taxi with a roadie. Then 20 mintues later, Gabe comes out of this certain taxi so Laura and Jess make a run for him. He said "So sorry guys, I have to go in." So he did. I had to hold onto the wall because I was hyperventlating and close to fainting. I mean, GABE SAPORTA WAS SO CLOSE. Hahaha.

Okay, then we go inside the venue and ran past the merch, even though I was oh so tempted to buy loads straight away but I restrained myself (as well as my friends keeping in the second row) so we didn't loose our place in the second row. :) Okay, Mimi Soya were actually so annoying. I didn't like them at all, but hey, I gave a chance. Can't blame a girl for trying. I don't remember what songs they had but I'll move on to more exciting things, like CASH CASH.

I actually love them. They are so amazing live, and from against the barrier, let me tell you, they're just so fucking good. Lots of pulling involving Jean Paul whenever he decided to lean against the barrier, or me. Hahaha. But no, they played amazingly well. They asked us "Is it PortsMOUTH *emphaising the mouth part* or Portsmouth *Making it slient*?" It is slient so that's what we shouted. Then they filmed us yelleing "The UK loves Cash Cash." And "Portsmouth loves Cash Cash." I personally can't wait to see my face on Cash Cash's youtube screaming that Portsmouth loves Cash Cash. :P

Then, Jess couldn't breathe and got dragged out, which kinda worried me. I was, with my friend Laura, going out after Cash Cash's set to make sure she was okay, but Jess got put back in front of me so I could protect her at the end of Party In Your Bedroom. At the end, she got a guitar pick which says Cash Cash from Mike the guitarist. During their set, Gabe came to watch and everyone who saw him got really excited, so when Jean Paul said "Out Slithery Snake Friends COBRA STARSHIP!" Looking in his direction, I looked too and Gabe was pretending to masturbate, hands not in trousers (yet).

Cash Cash Set List

Cash Cash

Eletric Hearts

Radio

Everytime We Touch (Cover)

Sugar Rush

Party In Your Bedroom

Next up, Sing It Loud, I've been waiting for ages for them to do a UK tour, and my god, they were amazing. Pat is so skinny! He looks like he doesn't eat, ever. But dude, he can sing it. Loud. That was a terrible joke, LOL. Anyways, Nate (the bassist) became topless almost striaght away which I must say was very niceeeee. Hahaha, especially because he was right in front of me. Then, we had Pat trying to climb over us, mostly at the end when I had to put my hand in his hair, so I was quickly covered in Pat Brown sweat. xD

Nate from Cobra was watching this set, singing along and doing his own little drum solo, copying Chris.

Nate then crowd surfed, over us three. Before getting carried back, obvsiously. I had to lift him up, and he had a bare chest and then I had to grab his leg to push him back, but then we had to pull him forward and I had to grab his ass. A very nice ass though, very nice indeed. After their set, when Cobra's team were setting up, Gabe came on and pushed Ben on stage, who had shaving creamm all over his face because, as Gabe explained, he was trying to shave three minutes before Gabe was due on stage and Gabe said "That mother fucker was trying to shave, and I said 'Dude, I go in three miniutes, can't you wait for me to be onstage you little fuck!" So he pushed him on stage before he had finshed shaving.

So, anyways, Sing It Loud set list.

Sing It Loud Set List

I've Got A Feeling (Liana, I filmed a bit for you :P)

Don't Save Me

No One Can Touch Us (Lead singer of Mimi Soya killed Alex Gaskarth's part)

Best Beating Heart

Bite Your Lip

Over You

Come Around

Then, we have Cobra Starship. My god, I was so blown away by them, I really was. I had high expectations, and they smashed them. Smashed them all up. (Another bad joke). Yeah, Nate came on first, then Alex, then Vicky-T, then Ryland and finally Gabe. Gabe was very fetching to begin with, as you can see. His sunglasses (which were bright yellow) very quickly got thrown into the audience during The City Is At War, which was their first song. I so wish I had caught them, but he had thrown them too far for me to catch. Hahaha. So yeah, Gabe Saporta was this close to me. He really likes the word FUCK doesn't he, I'm kinda worried that's his favourite word, but even if it is, I don't mind. LOL.

Gabe and Ryland really enjoy their banter don't they, but I don't mind because it makes me laugh, and Gabe really interacts withe audience, which is so nice of him. During Send My Love To The Dancefloor, I'll See You In Hell (Hey Mr DJ), he decided to land on my friend Laura so I grabbed him and he grabbed my hand. I was so shaking, but then he started moving away so I grabbed his shirt which accidently ripped open as my hand slipped down his chest, unbuttoning all the buttons. Sorry Gabe! Ah well, you laughed and smiled at me.

Gabe has the sweetest moves ever known to man-kind. During The Chruch Of Hot Addiction, Gabe decided he would stick his hand down his trousers and feel himself up (Of which I have filmed for future reference). It was actually the hottest thing I'd ever witenessed in my life. And I'm only young. Haha. And during Kiss My  Sass , Ben from Sing It Loud came on to do Travis's Rap, which then turned into Solja Boy, of which they both danced too. I filmed the ending because I was too busy laughing at them.

Ryland is so skinny but really enjoys humping guitars. Grinding them, even. Proper term, LOL. He can also sing well, as he sang us the sng from that film The Bodyguard, what is it called... Ahhhh. Hero by Mariah Carrey. Yes, I know. Random. He didn't do Guy Ripley unfortunatly, but him just singing that made me laugh.

Gabe is so inspirational. Before Kiss My Sass he was like "You're gonna meet people who'll tell you that you won't succed. We did, but look where we are. I may never have a lot of money or fame, but I have you guys and that is worth more to me. Tat's half the eason I left Midtown, so I could have the freedom to do whatever the fuck I wanted. These guys will put you down, but all you need to say is three words to them. KISS MY SASS." I swear, I was almost in tears. Gabe is one of my heroes and I think that little speech proves why.

They played a medley of song including, order could have been different. Damn You Look Good And I'm Drunk, My Moves Are Hot (White Hot, That Is), It's An Amateur Night At The Apollo Creed!, Hollaback Boy and The Ballad Of Big Poppa And Diamond Girl. Then Gabe was like "Ryland, should we sing that song you wrote about Pete Wentz's dick?" Ryalnd looked at his set list, as did Gabe. "In a minute Gabe." Gabe laughed. "Awh shit. You get to hear that in a minute. So here's a song called SMILE FOR THE PAPARAZZI!" Gabe did this werid joker smile with his finger either side of his mouth, which creeped me out but still made me smile.

So, as you can assume, they went into Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason We're Famous. God, that song is absoltley amazing live, really amazing. I jumped a lot when they sang the chrous fer sure. SMASH IT UP. SMASH IT UP! Haha. Then, for Bring It!, he madeeus do the fangs up sign with him, and calleed us Cobra's For Life. Yeah, don't blame me for feeeing special even though he most likey does this at every concert. No one did Travie's rap, I think they kinda skiped it. But Gabe and Pat (who came out to do William's part) decided to crowd surf, well someone held Gabe back so he was righht in front of us and I accidently grabbed his crotch. :

IT FELT AMAZING TBH AND I DON'T REGRET IT. I DON'T CARE WHAT ANYONE SAYS, I DON'T REGRET TOUCHING HIS  CROTCH. I REALLY DON'T.

*coughs* Well, um, yes. They then went off and I threw my pink Boa on stage for Gabe for Gulity Pleasure, of which he picked up when he came back on. I have the most adorable video of Ryland and Gabe hugging during the song, print screen picture? So anyways, they then left the stage and we filed out to buy merch.

Cobra Starshhip Set List

Into/The City Is At War

Send My Love To The Dancefloor And I'll See You In Hell (Hey Mr DJ)

The Chruch Of Hot Addiction

Kiss My Sass

Meldely of Damn You Look Good And  I'm Drunk (Scandolus)

My Moves Are White (Whit Hot That Is)

It's An Amateur Night At The Appolo Creed!

Hollaback Boy

The Ballad Of Big Poppa And Diamond Girl

Smile  For The Paparazzi

Pete Wentz Is The Only Reason We're Famous

Bring It! (Snakes On A Plane)

Gulity Pleasure

Back to merch. I bought  this hoodie;

Awesome thing. I actually love it. Then I also bought this Sing It Loud bracelet

It says 'Come Around.'

Okay, after the gig I met so many people! I was talking to Nate from Sing It Loud for ages. I was standing there, waiting to get outside when he said "I like your bracelet." *Smiles* "You Would." *He smiles* "Wanna buy our album?" "I have it already dude. And your EP." "Oh thanks so much." "It's no problem, you were amazing tonight." "You guys were too." "Well, feel free to crowd surf topless with me inthe crowd anytime." *He laughs* "I'll keep that in mind." "I can have a hug?" *he nods and we hug.*

PAT BROWN IS SO FREAKING TALL. I have mentioned he's skinny before right? Haha. Pat: "Wanna Buy our album?" *Shakes head* "Nawh, I already have it." "Oh okay, awesome. You enjoy the show?" "Fuck yes *I swore in front of Pat Brown* I've been waiting for you guys to do a UK tour for ages." *eyes widen* "Really?" *Nods* "Yeah, you're amazing." "Awh thanks." *He hugs me.*

Umm, who else. Jean Paul from Cash Cash is more my height, haha. He signed my arm.

Crappy Picture, I know.

Um, then we met Alex from Cash Cash and we (Being me and Laura) read he loved aero bars on his twitter (english chocolate bar) so Laura got him a big one an so I dragged him outside so she could give him this bar of chocolate. He loved it, and us. His twitter this morning read; love the 2 girls who brought me aero bars!you guys fucking rock haha. the US doesnt know what they are missi ng! but MINT is the best flavor. We don't like mint, you see, so he's teasing us. But we fucking rock according to him. So anyways, my friend Laura wanted a picture with him and going in for the picture, she poked him in the head with her hat. I LAUGHED SO MUCH. Here's the picture;

ADORABLE COUPLE YES? CUTE BABIES NO? Hahaha.

Okay, next up was Ben from Sing It Loud who is insane! I love him, my friend Laura^^ had a picture with him and he said "We having a picture?" *shakes head* "OH COME ON. ONE PICTURE!" He is demented. :|

Feel free to laugh about how bad I look in any picture right now. Not exactly pretty after being sprayed by water and sweating.

Okay, then we had to wait for about half an hour, this included Vicky-T coming back out and going off to buy Fish and hips for everyone! XD We kept seeing Gabe through the doors and he was shirtless so I ssiad. "Put a shirt on and come back out here Saporta." Laura: "Grace, those words didn't come out of your mouth. HE'S SHIRTLESS!" *Realises what she said.* "Fuck, Gabe come out shirtless, we don't mind."

Nate came out and said Hi as he headed for the bus.

HE DID COME OUT AND MOVED US OUT OF THE WAY OF THE MOVING GEAR. Me, Laura and Jess were talking to him for like, ten minutes. He tok my present (I drew them, not exactly artistic but I tried, and it took 4 hours.)

Grace: Sorry, it isn't great.

Gabe: Awh, it's better then what I could do. Thankyou so much.

-Hugs-

Grace: Sign my poster?

*Nods and steals my sharpie* Gabe: How'd you get this, you import it? *It's the poster inside !Viva! *

Grace: Yeahhhh.

Gabe: What's your name?

Grace: Grace.

Gabe: G R A C E right? *I nod* Nice to meet you, I'm Gabe. *shakes my hand*

Grace: I know.

Gabe: Mamasetia taught me some manners. *chuckles* There you go.

Grace:Thank you so much. Can I have my picture with you?

Gabe: Sureeee. *Have picture taken, cheek to cheek*

Grace: Thankssss.

As mentioned, feel free to laugh at me.

He is sooo gangsta. Then my friend Jess went and got her huge poster signed that she bought.

Jess: Hey.

Gabe: Hi, what's your name?

Jess: Jess.

Gabe: Hey Jess, I'm Gabe. *shakes her hand*

Gabe then crosses his eyes out and draws himself a devil mustache on this poster.

Jess: This is my first ever concert, thank you so much for being awesome.

Gabe: You're first concert, seriously?

*Jess Nods*

Gabe: Welcome to the first day of the rest of your life! *high-fives Jess*

Grace: That's a fetching moustache. Suits you.

Gabe: Really? I had one few months ago.

Grace: You're kidding?

Gabe: Nawh, it's looks better when I'm tanned. I look more espanic.

*We all laugh*

Jess: Can I have have my picture with you?

Gabe: Sure, of course.

 Lastly, Laura.

Laura: Hi.

Gabe: Hey, how are you?

Laura: Good, could you sign my shirt?

Gabe: *gets on knees pretty much* Umm, where?

Laura: Anywhere.

Gabe: Pull this down a bit? *Laura does and in one of her neon sunglasses Gabe draws an eye then put C U.  To Laura, <3 gabe*

*We laugh* Laura: We got you a present.

Gabe: Seriously?

*Laura gives him our sunglasses* Grace: You threw your's into the audience, so you could use some new ones.

Gabe: They're awesome, thanks so much guys. *Can't put them on and keeps sticking them into his beanie, but finally does.*

Gabe: I like your hat, and tiara.

Laura: Thanks.

Gabe: Cool look.

Laura: Can I have a picture with you?

Gabe: Course.

GANGSTAAAAAA. Those glasses are cool right? That is also my sharpie. xD

Grace: Thanks so much Gabe.

Gabe: No problem.

Grace: Now I'm gonna get killed by my parents.

Gabe: Seriously?

Grace: Most likely. It's worth it though.

Gabe: Awh man, tell 'em said it was okay.

Grace: Okay. Can I have a hug?

Gabe: Sure. *We hug*

Laura and Jess then hug Gabe. We run across the road to my parents who were waiting for about an hour and a half. : 

Grace: Bye Gabe! I love you!

Gabe: I love you too.

We all get in the car and I wind down my window as it was closer to Gabe. Laura/Jess/Grace: Bye Gabe! We love you!

He waves and shouts I LOVE YOU TOO!

My dad waves (WTF?) and Gabe shouts "BYE DAD! BYE GUYS!" (HAHAHA. I LAUGHED SO MUCH.)

That's it. Cobra Starship done. Sorry that was such a long journal, I had so much to tell! xD

Lastly, this is my signed picture.

 Yayayayayay. Okay, that's it. Pictures will up tomorrow maybe? They've all been edited now so, yeah, tomorrow. I have another thing to celebrate. Today, I have been on Buzznet year. Thankyou so much guys. Thanks to you I have achieved:

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I have a twitter. Yes, yes I do. But, as many of you know from my intense excitment, I'm seeing Cobra Starship tomorrow night and I thought I'd text to my twitter for anyone who wants to read my building excitment tomorrow night. May include songs people perform?

My knowlegde of the gig so far is that the doors open at 8 pm or 7.30. Me and my friends (Laura and Jess) run to the front if we can and get ready to party. First act is Mimi Soya, then Cash Cash, then Sing It Loud, then Cobra Starship. Then we buy merch and wait outside. Give Gabe is present, give Alex from Cash Cash his present, met bands (Espiecially Ryland, Gabe, Alex, Pat and Jean Paul) and have autographs and pictures.

Tell Gabe he is my hero, that I love him. Get rape-hugged by Gabe (Not rape him Liana, no raping involoved). Go home and sleep. Edit pictures and post them, then tell you all what happened in a detailed journal that I hope will be entertaining and witty. As well as interesting to read.

Okay, so anyone who wishes to follow me tomorrow anytime, my twitter is uniquegeek27. Have fun guys. See you soon.

Love xo

Guys, I'm so sorry to keep you waiting. I really am. Hope this chapter makes up for it. :)

:::Manage Me, I'm A Mess:::

Run away
From the river to the street
And find yourself with your face in the gutter
You're a stray for the salvation army
There is no place like home
When you got no place to go

¿Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl): Green Day

*Grace POV*

After giving me more of his clothes and changing into them, Alex said, no insisted that we went to the mall and bought me some more clothes. Mainly because the one's I'd packed were seriously dirty, and my jeans were ripped. So, according to Alex, I had no choice but going to the mall to get new clothes if I left. Emphasis on the word if. Anyways, we walked to the mall, since it wasn't far from his parent's house. And did you know guys wear girl pants? Alex does. He had several pairs.

"So, what size are you?" He asked, drifting through the pairs of jeans on the rack. I shrugged. He rolled his eyes examining my back and front, just before squeezing my waist. He then picked up several pairs of skinny jeans, shoving them into my arms. "Go into that changing room and try them on." I chuckled, juggling the what, seven pairs of jeans in my arms. "Calm down." I said. "Someone's on their man-period." I whispered under my breath. "I heard that!" He yelled. I chuckled and threw the jeans into the changing room and shut the curtain.

I pulled on the first pair, another pair of black skinnes. (Hey, a girl can never really have enough.) They fitted perfectly. How the hell did Alex know my size by just looking at me? He must be like a fashion physic. "How you getting on in there?" I heard him ask. "Yeah, good." I replied, pulling those jeans off for another style, again in black. "Hey Alex?"

"Yeah?" Okay, this was getting seriously creepy. "How the hell did you guess my size perfectly?!" I heard him laugh. "I'm secretly a fashion designer. Plus you're just a little smaller then my girlfriend, so I thought about her size." For some reason, my heart ached slightly when he said the word 'girlfriend'. I slapped my forehead. GET. OVER. IT. YOU. DON'T. KNOW. HIM.

 

*Alex POV*

I was leaning against the wall beside Grace's changing room. She had gone really quiet, but I just thought she was trying stuff on so left her to it. "Alex, is that you in the changing room!?" I heard someone shout. I looked out and there was Jack, Zack and Rian squinting to see if it was me. Fuck. "Alex, I thought you were staying at home?" Jack asked, pulling me out. "Jack, not right now man." He laughed. "Dude, what the hell? I just asked." I rolled my eyes. "Clothes shopping with Lisa?" I bit my lip. "Yeah. What you guys doing?" Zack shrugged. "Picks and strings and shit."

"Exciting." I nodded. "Defiantly."  Rian laughed. "How long does Lisa take to try some clothes on?" My eyes widened. "I don't know. Could be awhile and I don't think you guys wanna wait so..." I tried ushering them away. "God, you're scaring me." Jack said chuckling. "Alex, where are you?" I heard Grace ask. "Shit." I hissed under my breath. Jack turned around at the sound of her voice. "That's not Lisa." He said. "Jack, it's not what it looks like..."

"Why the fuck are you cheating on your girlfriend with a minor!?" I covered his mouth. "I am not sleeping with her!" I hissed in his ear. Grace had probably retreated back into the changing rooms. I had learnt pretty quickly she gets scared easily. I uncovered his mouth. "You're not?" I shook my head. "I picked her up on the side of the free way last night. I couldn't just leave her." He looked over my shoulder. "Where she go?" He asked, pointing in the direction of the changing rooms.

I turned around, and she wasn't there. "Fuck." I hissed, walking quickly into the changing rooms. "Grace?" I asked by her curtain. No response. "Grace?" I asked, opening the curtain a little and looking inside. She wasn't in there. "For fuck's sake." I hissed, racing out of the store. Jack caught me. "What's wrong man?"

"She's run off Jack. I need to go find her." His eyes widened but in a questioning way. "Dude, she's a fucking hitch-hiker. She can look after herself." I rolled my eyes, getting free and running out of the store into the street. I looked around, standing in my spot just outside the store. My eyes grazed over all the people I could see, but no one was her. I couldn't even see anyone who resembled her from behind.

Then I saw her. I think. A girl, walking stiffly away from the store heading right. I ran after her, and the closer I got the more convinced I was it was her. "Grace?!" I yelled, catching my breath. The girl turned around briefly, quickly turned back around and stormed away again. "Grace, come on!" I yelled, running after her. It was getting harder to breath as I ran, so I had to stop. I was having an anxiety attack. I couldn't breathe properly and that meant I couldn't chase after her.

 

*Grace POV*

I knew that all this getting involved was a bad idea. I shouldn't have stayed with him. No way. Bad idea Grace. Horrible. I turned back around for the last time before I turned a corner. Alex was bending over, looking like he was in real pain. As much as I wanted to run, my feet were racing back to him. I quickly supported his back as he breathed. "Oh my god, Alex, I'm so sorry." I pleaded. He waved his hand, meaning to say 'Don't worry it's fine.' But it wasn't. "I always get these attacks. It's okay." He said, wheezing, breathing and sort of choking at the same time.

As soon as he caught his breath, he straightened himself out. He grabbed my shoulders so I was looking right at him. "Don't do that again." He insisted. I looked down at the floor. "Grace look at me." He ordered, lifting my head up. "Promise me you won't run off like that." After shifting my gaze a little, I nodded my head in a positive promise. He let me go, but then wrapped his arms around me in a hug. I've never been one for physical contact, so I winced. He ignored it, so I hugged him back.

This was all so wrong.

So wrong, it was right.

Hey guys, how are you all? It should be crime not updating this story in so long. LOCK ME UP. Honestly, I feel terrible. It's just these blasted exams and revision. I'm writing though, so I'll try my best and update as much as possible.

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

Did you have to turn your back
When forever didn't last?
Two years and six months
Have you even looked back once?
Your body felt like summer
But we spent the fall apart
And we'd know by December
If the cold could remember

After The Fall: Metro Station

 

*Alex POV*

We were on our last song of our Bamboozle Left set, and all the way through, I kept glancing to the side, knowing Jasey would be there, smiling. During Dear Maria, Count Me In she was jumping and dancing. I dedicated Six Feet Under The Stars to her, saying that 'My girlfriend's gonna kill me for this. This one for's you.' I swear, she nearly ran on stage to strangle or kiss me, either way, she blushed majorly.

"Dude, you guys are so fucking amazing." Jack announced, rubbing his hair with a towel and throwing it into the audience. "I agree man; I think they deserve a little treat don't you?" The crowd screamed louder. "Alex, no one wants to see your penis." Now I could hear girls screaming, and yelling. "WE DO ALEX!" I chuckled into the microphone.

"No Jack, that's for you later." Girls sighed and I swear, one fainted. "I was thinking about that thing we've been working on." He raised his eye-brows, grabbing a guitar pick. "You don't mean?" I nodded. "Oh yeah." I smiled. "YOU GUYS WANNA FEEL WEIGHTLESS!?" The audience screamed louder and we launched into the song.

Manage me I'm a mess
Turn a page, I'm a book
Half unread

I wanna be laughed at
Laughed with, just because

I wanna feel weightless
And that should be enough

Well I'm stuck in this fucking rut
Waiting on a second hand pick me up
And I'm over, getting older

If I could just find the time
Then I would never let another day go by
I'm over, getting old

Maybe it's not my weekend
But it's gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
And this is my reaction
To everything I fear
Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here

Make believe that I impress
That every word
By design
Turns a head

I wanna feel reckless
I wanna live it up, just because

I wanna feel weightless
Cause that would be enough

If I could just find the time
Then I would never let another day go by
I'm over, getting old

Maybe it's not my weekend
But it's gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
And this is my reaction
To everything I fear
Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here

This could be all that I've waited for
(Waited, I've waited for)
And this could be everything
I don't wanna dream anymore

Maybe it's not my weekend
But it's gonna be my year
And I've been going crazy
I'm stuck in here

Maybe it's not my weekend
But it's gonna be my year (it's gonna be my year)
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere (go nowhere)
And this is my reaction
To everything I fear (everything I fear)
Cause I've been going crazy I don't want to waste another minute here

The crowd went insane after that. "Thank you guys, you've been amazing. We'll see you soon!" We ran off stage, making room for Fall Out Boy. "Nice set guys." Patrick said high-fiving Jack. I ran straight into Jasey, throwing my towel around my neck. She smiled but pushed me back when I tried to hug her. "No way Gaskarth. You stink." I smirked. "You love my man-sweat." She raised her left eyebrow, putting her hands on her hips. "No, I don't." I smirked evilly, creeping towards her. She started retreating, before I chasing her and she ran.

Luckily, I always a better runner then her. I caught her pretty quick from behind, grabbing her waist. "Alex, let me go!" She squealed. I chuckled, rubbing my forehead against her chequered shirt. She stomped her feet. "Alex, I can feel the sweat on my back." She complained, giggling a little. I let her go, and she quickly ran away, not far, and rubbed her back. "Oh man, I need another shower now Alex." I shrugged, rubbing my hair with a towel. "Dude, I can actually feel your sweat on my skin." I chuckled. "You normally do." She narrowed her eyes and slapped my arm playfully, then she put her arm around my waist. "Can we go back to the bus?" I put my arm around her shoulder, kissing her temple as we started walking. "Sure."

*Jasey POV*

I snuck my hand into the back pocket of his skinny jeans as we walked. He smiled and pulled me into his closer, even if he was sweaty and disgusting, I loved him being close. "Guys!" I heard someone shout behind us. It was Mason, who was really out of breath. I took my hand out of Alex's pocket and supported Mason as he breathed deeply. "Mason, what's up?" I asked, concern filling me up. Just because me and Trace weren't together doesn't mean I didn't want to be friends with Mason anymore.

"Trace, he's in trouble." My eyes widened, but I swear I could hear Alex's eyes roll. Most likely several times. "Trace can sort his own mess out Mason, he's a big boy now." Alex growled, grasping my hand. "What's he done Mason?" I asked, yanking my hand away. "He said that he wants to see you, and Trace said no so he hit him."

"What the fuck Musso? That made no sense." Alex complained. My eyes widened. "Mason, please tell me it wasn't Steven?" I asked, scared. Alex suddenly turned from annoyed to angry, not at Mason, thankfully. Mason nodded, since he had finally caught his breath. "What does he want?" Alex asked. "Alex, Steven isn't as nice as he used to be." I cautioned. "What do you mean?" I shushed him. "Where is he Mason?" The security took him. Kicked him out I think." I nodded, grabbing my cell phone out of my skinny jean's pocket. I dialled his Trace's number and put the ringing phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"Trace, are you okay? Mason told me."

"Yeah, escaped with a bloody nose." He said chuckling.

"Better than last time then?"

"Yeah. He hasn't found you has he?"

"No. He'll try again though, no doubt."

"Yeah, security kicked him out. But he can follow us to Vegas, I want you to be careful okay?"

"I have Alex Trace, I'll be okay."

"Put him on." I stared down at the phone, confused at his request but handed Alex the phone never-the-less. "What's wrong Cyrus?...Okay, I won't... You can trust me you know...You'll be there too Trace, so you can feel safe knowing she's near by... I promise...See you Trace..." He handed the phone back to me. "Trace?"

"Just be careful Jasey okay? I don't want you hurt."

"I will Trace. Don't worry."

"Okay, see you."

"See you." I hung up, stuffing the phone back into my pocket. I sighed, waving to Mason as he left us. "We didn't need this." I whined, putting my head into my hand. "Hey hey hey, it's okay. Steven won't stop us doing this tour, or getting married tomorrow. He won't hurt us." Alex reassured. I nodded, gripping his waist as I hugged him. He kissed the top of my head. "I won't let him hurt you again. Ever."

When was the last time I actually updated this story? xD

Well, I am now. Exam's are piling up now so I won't be updating often, I'm not now, but maybe less. :|

Sorry.

 

Drunken stag nights never really appealed to Patrick, especially after Pete's 6 years ago. The strippers almost put Patrick off any form of sexual activity but when he got home the next day, hungover, Grace was there to pour black coffee down his throat and kiss him better. At his own, he begged that there would be no half naked women involved. That also included men dressed as women or very feminine looking men. He was at home, with Grace snuggled up before Pete dragged him out for the next two days. Patrick was staying with Pete until his wedding day, so this was the last time they would spend together before they were actually married.

Freddie was on the floor, playing with his toys that Father Christmas bought him and Melody was drawing. Grace smiled, snuggling deeper into Patrick's chest and shutting her eyes. Not because she was tired, just a blissful feeling. He smiled down at her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and kissing the top of her head. Grace sighed. Everything about the wedding had been booked, confirmed, ordered and counted. The stress had come off their shoulders for a few days until the big day, two days away. "Mommyyyy! There's someone at the door!" Freddie yelled, yanking his mother's trouser leg. She opened her eyes, still smiling blissfully. "Patrick, it's going to be Pete. Time for you to go." He sighed, but smiled. "Okay babe." He replied, kissing her head again.

He stood up, jogging to the door and opening it. Sure enough, Pete Wentz, in all his eye-liner glory was standing there dressed in a blue sequin jacket and black everything else. "Dear God." Patrick sighed, holding his head in his spare hand. Pete chuckled, adjusting his jacket. "I think it looks rather fetching." He said, fiddling with the collar. "Pete, what are you wearing?" Grace asked. He smiled, seeing her bump from under Patrick's arm. "I'm wearing what everyone's wearing to the stag night." Grace rolled her eyes, handing Patrick his bag. She kissed his cheek. "Behave." She whispered in his ear as her lips grazed his opposite cheek. He nodded, leaning down and kissing Grace fully on the lips. "Kids, come say goodbye to daddy." Melody raced into her father's arms, as did Freddie. "See you daddy." Melody whispered, almost in tears. Patrick wiped them away. "It's okay honey. I'll be home soon, very soon." She smiled as he kissed her forehead.

He kissed Freddie's head, ruffling his hair. "You're the man of the house now Freddie. Look after your mom and sister for me." Freddie nodded triumphantly, making his father smile. He sighed picking up his satchel. Grace quickly gave him one last hug before he left the house. The quiet after the door shut was strange, but it was only for two days, not two months. Grace smiled, ushering her children into the living room. The door rang again. "Jesus, what now?" She asked, waddling back up to the door. Laura was standing there, devil horns upon her head. Jess, with Bronx in tow wearing a pair of bunny ears and Jessica-Rose styled in a police uniform. Grace's eyes widened. "I hate you." She hissed. The three laughed. "You need a hen night sweetie, it tradition." Grace rolled her eyes. "Problem there Jessica." She stated, pointing at her stomach. "You don't have to drink, but that means you're designated driver." Laura suggested, smirking smugly. Grace glared at her. "Next problem, I have two other kids who need watching as well as young Bronx here." Grace said, bending down and cooing at Bronx. "Oh, we solved that." Jess said, standing to the side. "Patricia?" Grace asked. Patrick's mother nodded, making her way in. "Melody, Freddie!" She called. The two children ran to the door. "Grandma!" Melody shouted, wrapping her arms around her legs. Pat smiled, ruffling her hair. "Now, get glamed up in this..." Jessica said, pushing a carrier bag onto Grace's hands. She opened the bag a little, sighing in disbelief. "Did I mention I hate you?" Grace noted again. "Yep, now go. It's fucking cold out here." Laura said, rubbing her arms.

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"Guys, I said no strippers or strip clubs." Patrick sighed, being pulled by so many people. "You only get one first stag night, make the most of your last days of freedom!" Brendon yelled, pulling Patrick's arm. "Dude, you're making half-naked women sound like torture." Gabe said, rolling his eyes in disbelief. "Yeah man, let loose." Ryland agreed. Pete had really gone to town with these invites. Only people over 21 though, so they could all get completely smashed. So he had most of the Fuelled By Ramen male population yanking him into a strip club on the outskirts of Chicago. The seedy smell of sweat was instant. "Oh yeah, I can smell success." Adam said, sniffing the air.

Patrick rolled his eyes. "Now, we need someone who can drive." Andy suggested. "Paper, scissors, rock?" Joe suggested. They all nodded. "Nuh Uh Senior." Gabe said as Patrick prepared to shoot, pushing him back. "We are throwing as much alcohol down your neck as possible tonight." Alex teased, putting his hand behind his back. "Okay, the four loser's drive back to my place." Pete instructed. They all nodded. "SHOOT!" Andy yelled. "Oh fuck." Nate hissed as he lost against Ryland. "Delicious." Next was Joe and Alex. Alex won with paper. The drivers followed as Brendon and William. "FUCK YES BITCHES!" Gabe yelled, running straight over to the bar.

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The music around the club that Jessica had picked, right now they were dancing to Metro Station's Shake It. "Shake, shake, shake, shake, I shake it!" Laura screamed, dancing wildly. She was already drunk out of her face. Grace chuckled at her best friend's drunken state. Jessica was still sober, as was Jess but Laura was a real lightweight. Grace still wasn't happy with her outfit. She kept on her jeans, refusing to touch a skirt in her condition, but the shirt said 'I'm marrying a rockstar, get your pickings now.' She also had a learner badge and a crown.

The song finished and Jess ran up to the DJ. "Hey everyone!" She yelled into the PA. Everyone looked up. "Okay, my best friend is getting married so here's our present. The song I'm Too Sexy started and a very well built man, hundreds of muscles blaring out of his t-shirt. Grace stared, before hiding her eyes. "Look my dear..." Laura slurred, yanking Grace's hands away from her eyes. The man threw his t-shirt up in the air. There was a real reason why Grace didn't want this.

Dear Laura,

I don't know how to tell you this, our romance is over. I think I realized it that night you picked your nose in a clown suit and I saw you drive over the elephant in the corner. I'm sure you're open enough to understand the you need a sex change. I'm returning your Hannah Montanna underwear to you, but I'll keep the oil tank of your car as a memory. You should also know that I will never forget that night and your cucumber-fetishim is weird.

Best of luck with your sex change,

Gracie xo

I tagggg: Orchode, lauralikeslollipops, xxxjessicabellarosexxx and BecauseMtvSaidSo. :)

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Here's how you do it:

Dear (someone you've talked to),

I don't really know how to tell you this,(1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) and (11).
(12),
(Your name)
then tag 10 people

1) What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - I'm in love with your cat
Red - Our affair is over
White - I'm joining the Convent
Black -Our romance is over
Green- Our socks don't match
Grey - You're a leprechaun
Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you
Other -I dislike your eyelashes

2) Which is your birth month?
January - That night you picked your nose
February -When I quoted Forest Gump
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on peanut butter
May - When I finally changed my underwear
June - When you put cuffs on me
July - When I saw the purple monkey
August - When you smacked my ass
September - Last year when you peed your pants
October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub
November - When your dog humped my leg
December - When I threw up in your sock drawer

3) Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - In your apartment
Chicken- In your car
Pasta - Outside of your office
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad - As you were eating Kraft Dinner
Lasagna - In your closet
Kebab - With Jean Chrétien
Seafood - In a clown suit
Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert
Pizza - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a street light
Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper

4) What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Ignore
Red - Put whipped cream on
Black - Hit on
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - bite off
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the pants off of
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive over

5) What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My boyfriend
White - My father
Grey - The Catholic Priest
Brown - The Montreal Canadian's goalie
Purple - My corned beef hash
Red - My knee caps
Blue - My salt-beef bucket
Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana
Orange - My Blink 182 cd
Pink - Your 'My Little Pony' collection
Other --The elephant in the corner

6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?
One Tree Hill - Senile
Heroes- Frostbitten
Lost - High
Simpsons- Cowardly
The news - Scarred
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Open
Top Model - Middle-class
Annat -shamed

7) Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful you are
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men
Angry - That your smell makes me vomit
Depressed - That we're related
Excited - That I may pee my pants
Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you
Worried - That your Ford sucks
Apathetic - That you need a sex-change
Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes
Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist
Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid
Other - That your driving sucks

8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your toe ring
Yellow - Your love letters to me
Red - The pictures from Vegas
Black - Your pet rock
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - Your car
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your nose hair clippers
Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear
Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear

9) The first letter of your first name?
A/B - My virginity
C/D - photo with the mustache drawn on it
E/F - Your neighbors dog
G/H - The oil tank from your car
I/J - Your left ear
K/L - The results of that blood-sample
M/N - Your glass eye
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X - Your sucide note
Y/Z - Your credit cards

10) The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass
C/D - Always will remember the pep talks
E/F -Never will forget that night
G/H - Will not tell the authorites that you stole the whale from the backyard.
I/J - Mocked you behind your back constantly
K/L - Hate your cooking
M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching
O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises
Q/R - Get sick when I think of your feet
S/T - Always wanted to break your legs
U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart W/X - Haven't showered in a month
Y/Z - am better off without you

11) What do you prefer to drink?
Wine- Our friendship is ruined
Soft drink - I'm off to lead a new life as a lemon
Soda - I will haunt you when I'm reincarnated as an Eskimo
Milk - The apartment building is on fire
Water - I'm scratching my butt as you read this
Cider- I have a passionate interest for mice
Juice - You ruined my attempts at another world war.
Snapple/Vitamin water - You should get that embarrassing rash checked out
Hot chocolate - Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird
Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey
Beer - Thanks for the Cocaine
Other - you should stop picking your nose

12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand - Warm tingly sensations
Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard
France - Love always
Spain - With tears of sadness
China - You make me sick
Germany - Please don't hurt me
Japan - Go milk a cow
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
USA - Best of luck on the sex change
Egypt - Kiss my butt England - Go drown yourself

Hii everyoneeeee. I'm extremly hyper. GO:AUDIO ARE COMING BACK TO ME AND THE PRE-SALE MEANS MEETING THEM AFTER THE SHOW. I'M SO EXCITED. :D

They better still have my banner.

Haha. On with the show lovelys.

You just sit there quiet with your fake smile,
Don't tell me, don't tell me,
Everything's alright and you're happy,
Is it something you can't say,
I'll stay all night,
So tell me, so tell me,
What is there to hide?
I'm with you.

I'm With You (Don't Tell Me): Go:Audio

*Alex POV*

"Jack, there had better be a really good fucking reason for calling me before noon." I hissed down my cell at my best friend, Jack Barakat. He chuckled down the phone. "Dude, can't a guy just call his best friend to say hi?" He questioned. I sighed. "He can. After noon." He laughed, stuffing another source of food into his mouth.

"Dude, I can hear you chewing." I said, sitting up in my bed. "Yeah, well excuse me for chewing my pop tarts before swallowing them." He teased, taking another mouthful. I rolled my eyes, bringing my knees up to my chest. "Dude, why didn't you call me after breakfast?" I asked, scratching the top of my knee. "I felt like calling you now." He meant to say, but with a pop tart in his mouth, it came out something like "I chewing fwelt more chewing cqualling you now more chewing." I laughed slightly. "So, anyways dude, you coming around today or hermitting at home?" I shook my head, sighing. "I can't today man. I actually some form of sleep today on a day off."

"Ahhhh." Jack replied. "Well anyways man, I might come over today, say hi to your mom." I shrugged. "Sure man, just no flirting with her." He laughed loudly. "Can't promise that man. See you." I nodded. "Alright, see you." I returned, hanging up. I threw my phone to the bottom of my bed, dragging my fingers through my hair.

I wouldn't be able to get back to sleep now, so I might as well go get some breakfast. I hopped out of bed, stretching and rubbing my eyes before opening my bedroom door. I knew my parents had already left for work so they probably left me some food to eat. They always did. I galloped down the stairs and jogged into the kitchen.

I opened the fridge door, adjusting the elastic on my boxer's as I examined the contents. I pulled out a bottle of apple juice and put that on the counter, taking a swig beforehand. I put some bread into the toaster, taking another swig of apple juice from the bottle as I waited. "OH MY GOD!"  I heard someone scream. I turned around and a girl had jumped back into the stairwell. I quickly grabbed an apron, tying it around my waist. "Fuck." I hissed through my teeth. I completely forgot about Grace staying here. "Is it safe yet?!" She yelled, poking her head around, with her hand covering her eyes. "Yeah, it's okay."

*Grace POV*

I uncovered my eyes and Alex was standing there with an apron wrapped around his waist so his bright blue, very tight boxer's were no longer on show. "Sorry, I completely forgot you were here. I would just normally wander around like that and it would be normal." I chuckled, walking up the dining table. "It's cool." I said, leaning my hand on the smooth wood. "Listen, you want a drink or food or something?" I shrugged as the toaster produced toast, binging for attention. He smiled, putting the two pieces of toast on a plate before smoothing them with butter.

"Just help yourself to toast, cereal, pop tarts, juice and shit. I might just sit down and eat this." I smiled, gliding past him as he walked to table and sat down. I opened the fridge, pulling out pineapple juice. "Glasses?" I asked. With a full mouth, chewing loudly, he pointed to the top cupboard. I stood on my tip-toes, trying to reach but failing. I heard him sigh and the chair squeak. Before I knew it, he was behind me, opening the cupboard and putting the glass by my hand. The heat between my back and his bare chest was strange, but a strange I enjoyed. I shivered as his hand slipped past mine as he retreated back to his seat. I sighed, pouring the juice into the glass and taking a sip. "Have some food as well. I can't have you starving in my house." I chuckled, putting some more bread in the toaster.

I turned around so I was leaning against the counter top, sipping my juice slowly. Alex was staring at me, more like observing me. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." I mocked, taking another sip of my drink. He chuckled, rubbing his forehead. "Tell me something." He said as my toast popped out of the toaster. "Depends what is, but okay. Plates?" He quickly pointed to the cupboard by my legs, so I bent down to get one.

I put the toast on the plate, also putting butter on it before joining Alex at the table. "You came here from where exactly?" He asked, stuffing the bread into his mouth. I smiled, pulling out the chair opposite him and putting my plate down. "New York." I answered, sitting down, crossing my legs on the chair. He nodded, leaning his elbows on the table and intertwining his fingers. "And Maryland is obviously the first choice you go for?" I chuckled, ripping a small bit of toast and putting it my mouth. "First train outta there was here, so I can't complain." I noted, eating more of my toast. He nodded, stuffing the last of this breakfast into his mouth, followed by a swig of juice from the bottle. "Heard of manners?" I whispered quietly as he walked past. I heard him chuckle before ruffling my bed hair.

*Alex POV*

I put my plate in the sink to wash up and the bottle back in the refrigerator. Grace was still quietly eating, a little at a time. It scared me how little she looked under my clothes, not anorexic skinny, just small. She, admittedly, was short and slim, but she seemed so small mentally. Very guarded. I sighed. "Well, I better get dressed." I announced. "Have fun with that." She replied, eating more of her toast. I sniggered, jogging towards the stairs. "Umm, I might take you out today. Get you some new clothes or something." She stared at me like I had just announced that I was secretly a woman. "No way man. You've done way too much for me already." She insisted, wiping her hands together.

"Shut up." I ordered, which she immediately responded to by guarding her stomach. I stared at her, slowly walking towards her. She cowered away, retreating further back into the kitchen until her back smacked again the counter. I raced up to her, but she crouched down. "Please don't. I'm sorry." She pleaded, almost in tears. I bent down to her level, twisting her face lightly so she was looking at me.

"I'm not going to hurt you. It's okay." I whispered softly. She looked down at her feet, shaking a little. "It's okay." I whispered again, stroking her cheek. She wrapped herself around me, gripping me tightly like I was a life jacket. I hugged her back, rubbing her back. "Okay, let's get ready and I'll take you out to get you some stuff." She let go and wiped under her eyes. "I'm not going to win am I?" I chuckled lightly, tucking her fringe behind her ear. "Nope."

 

*Comment/Buzz?*

HERES WHAT TO DO:
Step 1: Put your music player on shuffle.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Strike through the songs when someone guesses both artist and track correctly.
Step 4: For those who are guessing -- looking the lyrics up on a search engine is CHEATING!
Step 5: If you like the game post your own.

1. You Were Talking To Her, But Messing With Me. (Hey Monday: How You Love Me Now)

2. Close The Door And Take The Stairs, Up Or Down, Inside Out. (The Academy Is...: Slow Down)

3. I Just Don't Wanna Waste Another Day On Trying To Make Things Right, But You Shove It In My Face. (Simple Plan: Time To Say Goodbye)

4. Sit Tight, I''m Gonna Need You To Keep Time. Come On, Just Snap, Snap, Snap Those Fingers For Me. (Panic at the Disco: The Only Difference Between Suicide And Matryom Is Press Coverage)

5. Oh Mother, Can You Hear Me Whining?

6. Wait Until It Fades To Black. Run Into The Sunset, Would I Lie To You?

7. Jessie Says She's Been Here A Thousand Days. (Mayday Parade: Ocean And Atlantic)

8. When I Look Into Your Eyes, I See Your Love Restrained.

9. Give Us This Day Our Daily Dose Faux Affliction (Panic at the Disco: I Constanbly Thank God For Estabon)

10. FLYYYYYY! She Starts Her New Diet, Of Liquor And Dick, Just Like Hollywood But Laced In Sick. (Bring Me The Horizon: Pray For Plauge)

11. We Tried So Hard To Understand, But We Can't. We Held The World Out In Our Hands And You Ran Away.

12. Let It Go, There's No Way You Can Save It Now. Get Bck You Know, That The City Is Burning.

13. Wake Up You're A Drama Queen. Carry On Like You're Supposed To Be. Get Away,  Hurry Up, Come On. (Forever The Sickest Kids: Catosphe)

14. In The Car, I Just Can't Wait, To Pick You Up On Very First Date. (Blink 182: First Date)

15. She Held The World Upon A String, But She Didn't Ever Hold Me.(Panic at the Disco: She Had The World)

16. She's A Starwberry Milkshake, She's As Sweet As A Peach But She's Ice Cold.

17. It's Time To Lay Claim To The Evidence, Fingerprints Sold Me Out.(All Time Low: Six Feet Under The Stars)

18. *Lots of Oh's* I'm Not A Crybaby, I'm The Crybaby. (Fall Out Boy: Tiffany Blews)

19. It Took Two Days For Me To Figure Out, This Isn't Working Out,  But I Lost My Way. (Hey Monday: Arizona)

20. She's Got A Lip Ring And 5 Colour's In Her Hair. (McFly: 5 Colours In Her Hair)

21. Gentlemen,  I Found A Spokesman For A Generation On The Fences.

22. Fire In The Hole, I've Got Something To Say To You. *EXTRA POINTS TO WHO GETS THIS ONE* (Tonight Is Goodbye: Fire In The Hole)

23. Some People Have It, And Other People Don't. You've Been Making Some Threats, Got My Name And Address.(The Academy Is...: ?????)

24. I Am An Arms Dealer, Fitting You With Weapons In The Form Of Words.( Fall Out Boy: This Ain't A Scene, It's An Arms Race)

25. Have You Ever Wanted To Disappear?  Join A Monestry, Go Out And Preach On Manic Street. (Fall Out Boy: 20 Dollar Nose Bleed)

26. I Confess, I Messed Up. Dropping 'I'm Sorry' Like You're Still Around.(Fall Out Boy: A Little Less Than Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me")

27. You've Got Me Poppin' Champagne, I'm At It Again.(All Time Low: Poppin' Champagne)

28. I Wonder If You're Going Down. Where We All Know.

29. In A Show of Hands, Who Has Said These Words Before?

30. I'm All Tied Up, And I'm Trying My Best To Get Down, Come On Girl.  Come Around, Come Around.