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You look so beautiful, Brendon said while looking at the Bride to be.

Thanks Brendon, Im so happy that i got you to be my maid of honor.

He laughed. Anything for you Peytan.

She twirled in her dress. Brendon knew that Peytan always wanted to get married. It was in her list and whats on the list goes. Brendon just wished that she wouldnt married that jerk Joseph. He wasnt the same guy that she thought he was. Brendon seen him in strip clubs and picking up different women. He doesnt want to hurt Peytan by telling her but he also didnt want her to marry him.

The truth was... He was really in love with her. Ever since 3rd grade, when they met. She was a new student and just moved to Nevada. She sat next to him and Brendon shared his crayons. They were best friends ever since. Now seeing her marry a man that was just using her was horrible. He wanted to be the one who watched her walk down that hall but he got to face the facts. They werent together and never will be.

She twirled one more time and face Brendon. She jumpped on him and gave him a big hug. She kissed his cheek.

You dont know how much i love you right now! She said excited.

I chuckled slightly.

Her mom came in and rushed me out so i can take my place in the front.

I dont like that creep, She told me.

Me neither, I dont know was Peyton sees in him.

I wish she was marrying you, Her mom told me.

I wish to, I mummbled.

I took my place in front of the aisle.

The Wedding music began and the doors open. Flower girls came, then the bridesmaid, yada, yada, yada. Finally Peyton came out with a beautiful white dress. He smile light up the room and when she was walking down that aisle, Brendons couldnt breath. He finally noticed that he was going to lose the love of his life for a dirt bag Joseph.

Peyton took her place next to Brendon. She smiled at it but her eyes looked scared, like she wasnt really sure what she was doing.

The pastor began saying what they usually say. Joseph said I Do and then Peyton stuttered a I Do.

Is there anyone out there that think they shouldnt get married? The pastor rang.

Everyone got quiet.

Alright den the power invested in me...

I DO! Said a voice in the background.

Everyone turned there attention to the people seated. Peytons aunt spoke up.

I dont think they should get married, She stated.

Me neither! Said her mother.

Im sorry sweety, but i dont think so, Her dad said.

I was astounded.

Everyone got up and started shouting that this marriage wasnt suppose to be.

What are you people talking about? Peyton asked all the guest.

Sweety, Marry Brendon! Her grandmother shouted.

She looked at me.

But he my bestfriend, She told the crowd.

I wasnt going to lose her now. I finally had her, its time to show her my love.

I took her hands. Peyton, I been inlove with you ever since i met you. If you marry Joseph, You will make the biggest mistake in your life. I love you Peyton... Would you marry me instead?

Tears came pouring down and she looked at the ground. She lifted her head and gave me the most sweetest kiss ever.

I love you to Brendon.

Those words blocked the screaming for Joseph to get out and those were the only words i needed so i could say I DO.

By the power invested me, I pronounce you Husband and Wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Madison, You look so pretty tonight.

Thanks Brendon. You look stunning tonight.

Im soo sorry, I cant afford taking you out to a fancy dinner.

Its okay Brendon, I actually enjoy being in your living room.

Brendon wrapped his arms around Madison while they were having a at home dinner in his living room. Madison quite liked it and thought it was Romantic. Brendon just want to satisfy her. They been going out for 3 years already and they still havent kissed. Maybe tonight is going to be the night that she will let him kiss her. To taste her soft lips.

When they finished dinner, They sat on the couch just watching tv.

My ride is going to pick me up in a little bit, Madison informed Brendon.

Would you give me a kiss before you leave? Brendon said looking into Madison eyes.

I cant, She said defeated.

Why? Is it me? Dont you like me? He asked.

Im sorry Brendon but im not ready.

We been together for 3 years! Your still not fucking ready to give me a small kiss? He said almost screaming.

If you cant respect my wishes... then do you really love me? Madison asked.

Brendon turned away,

Does he really love her?

Im looking at the moon and thinking of you

Im holding the light it cast this night the water on my skin glistening bright as i kiss toward the light

I send a kiss to you through the night and send those a fright as i call for you

my vampire lover the life in my darkness

the mist that descends sending winds to my embrace i hold you

close as i whisper this on all full moons nothing

can be settled as this I give you a kiss.

Chapter Six: Always, Until The End of Time

"No," Lucy laughed as the cute couple walked right next to the lakes where they always went every October. The metropolitan area was gorgeous this time of year. 

"Why not?" Jack asked.

"Because, I'm not stupid!" she laughed really hard again over the fact that Jack asked her if she'd fuck Edward Cullen. "He's disgusting." 

"So... you'd do me, but not him? Seems like I'm hotter..." Jack smiled.

"Don't get too caught up in it, emo boy." Lucy laughed as Jack grabbed her wrists, pulling her in for a kiss. They had a romantic night, eating dinner at a fancy little restaurant over on Broadway Drive. It seemed like Jack was going all out and doing everything that he never had before just because of the love that was so strong for Lucy. In a few more minutes of laughing and kissing, they both fell to the ground, right by the lake.

"What does the future have in store for us?" Lucy asked, looking up to the stars trying to read them like a pro.

"I think..." Jack started to say and then kissed Lucy's temple and continued, "that, one day, I'm going to get down on one knee, asking you to marry me.. You'll say yes, then we'll live happily ever after." he chuckled just thinking about it.

"Bullshit." Lucy objected, Jack was scared. "There's not 'happily ever after', Jack." she laughed because it frightened him. He laughed also.

"Well, then..." Jack laughed. "We'll just spend our lives together, growing old as a happy couple with kids and a dog... Is that good enough for you?" he asked.

"Yep, but Alex has to live with us." Lucy laughed.

"That's okay with me!" they both looked into each others eyes, both with shimmers of stars and reflections. "Lucy?"

"Yes?"

"I have a question for you..." Jack smiled.

"You've had questions for me all night." Lucy spoke of the truth.

"I know, but this one is very important." he smiled.

"Go ahead then." 

"Lucy," Jack started to say as he hid his hand as it dug in his pocket, bringing out little box. "I love you, I hope you know that. You mean the world to me and if I were to ever lose you, I'd lose myself. You are perfect in this world of imperfection and there are not too many girls like yourself. So, Lucy Scarlet Gaskarth, will you be my girl for eternity?" he pulled out the box from the dark secret place where she couldn't see it. Opening it, she gasped. A diamond engagement ring was in the box, and she didn't know how to react. Jack smiled at her. "Lucy, will you marry me? Or, promise to marry me in the future?" Lucy was still shocked, thinking about what Alex was telling her was a total lie. 

With a tear in her voice, she said, "Jack, of course I will! I want to love you always! Until the end of time!" Jack took the ring out of it's place and slipped it onto Lucy's left ring finger, making it official that someday Lucy will become a Barakat, or a Gaskarth-Barakat, what ever she chooses. After the ring was on her finger and both of them were crying tears of joy, Jack took both of his hands and cupped them on her face, pulling her in for a long, settle kiss. 

"I love you." he smiled, "I always have and I always will."

"I love you, too." she giggled, trying to stop tears from flowing, but they were already rushing down her cheeks.

*1 Hour Later*

"What happened?!" Alex asked as his baby walked through the front door with a red, almost purple, colored face. Her eyes were red as could be, but a smile was still there. "What did Jack do, Lucy?" he yelled.

"Nothing, absolutely nothing." Lucy turned to face her older brother, she smiled, but he didn't believe it.

"Then why are you crying?" Alex lowered his voice for a moment and looked her in the eyes, but she latched onto Alex hard instead. Jumping on him so her feet were off the ground.

"Because, he proposed to me tonight."

...to be continued...

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THEY REPLIED !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Chapter One: It's Me For You

*8 Months Ago*

"Baby!" I heard Martins voice yell. I didn't hear it again for a while but then my door opened. "Baby!" I heard him chuckle. He tackled me as I was trying to sleep. "I'm home!" he told me with an energetic voice. 

"I can see that," I said with my face plunged into the pillow. 

"What, no 'Hi, hunny!'?" Martin asked a little grumpy.

"Hi hunny." I tried to say, but I was drifting off away to dreamland once again.

"DEANNA!" He jumped on the bed and yelled my name.

"I'm up already!" I yelled and flipped around. Next thing I knew, Martin had me by the wrists trying to pull me up. I went up and we kissed. Then, he fell on the bed with me in his arms almost bumping our heads on the wall behind us and braking the mattress bellow us. And there, we fell asleep together, waking up about five hours later to the dog jumping up on the bed.

"Hunny?" I asked a little nervous as I walked into the living room. 

"Yeah." Martin said stepping out of the bathroom. 

"Why are Bryan and Paul on the couches?" I asked him.

"They were too tired to drag their lazy-asses back home last night." he told me and walked back into the bathroom. I looked at the both of them with crossed arms trying to find a solution.

    "Oh BryBear!" I whispered seductively into his ear. "Wake up, sweetie." A smile cracked on his face.

"Good morning, sexy." he said opening his eyes trying to find a face to kiss and rolled over, falling off the couch.

"Good morning Bry Bry!" I smiled as if I just accomplished a huge task, next was Paul's turn.

"Dude! Free food! Wake up!" I yelled at him. He woke up alarmed, falling off the couch also.

"Where!? What?!" he asked then looked around, noticing where he was. "Thanks De." he sighed as Bryan laughed so hard that he had to hold his stomach to keep it from hurting.

"Food is free," I told him. "I just haven't made it yet." 

"Well chop chop, Princess!" Paul told me. "Time is precious... especially if it involves food." He yawned and stretched as the scent of his body lingered my way... I almost choked. He smelt as if he hadn't bathed for days, which I'm sure was a fact.

After everyone got in and out of the shower, I finally made breakfast for the spoiled little brats that come here every day when they're not on tour. As if there weren't other places in Boston... Even Beef stopped over for breakfast since he lived two stories below our apartment. When I was in the kitchen by myself, I got a very unexpected surprise as I felt someone wrap their arms around my waist. I smiled. "Hi, honey." Martin said in my ear as he kissed my neck. This was my dream man right here, as he was everyones. We made fairy tale's jealous, I'm sure.

"Hello stranger." I said as I looked back and kissed his stubble filled face.

"I missed you so much." I turned back to the pancakes and bacon and everything else as he turned back to kissing my neck and leaving hickeys. 

"I love you." I told him for the first time since he got home. I could feel a smile on his lips as he kissed me repeatedly.

"I love you too, De." Now that made me smile. I missed hearing those words, feeling his lips against mine, seeing his face and smelling the cologne that he always wore.

"Breakfast is ready." I said, but not loud enough for the guys to hear me, only silent enough for Martin to hear.

"And...?" he questioned.

"Are you seriously hungry?" I asked him with a smile.

"Nope." he continued to kiss my neck and now was going to my shoulders.

"So...?" I said.

"So." he winked at me.

"FOOD'S DONE!" We said in unison.

"Help yourselves." Martin said as he tugged on my hand and led me into the bedroom.

"Oh great," I heard Bryan say. "It's fucking season for the Johnson house-hold." and then everyone laughed.

"When's it not?" Paul asked with a chuckle.

Chapter Two: What Made You Think...

I finally woke up to blackness surrounding me. I felt arms around me and a head resting upon mine. I didn't like the feeling of this at all. I searched for the red light in the room which was the glaring light of the alarm clock. I found it and it was 3:56 AM. Meaning that I was out for almost two hours. "Shaant." I said with clenched teeth with a shaky voice.

"Thank God you're okay!" Shaant said in an overly-worried voice. "I'm so sorry Holly, I'm so sorry." he didn't sound sympathetic though. At all.

"I highly doubt that." I said trying to get up but his arms were gripped to tightly around me.

"Stop being a bitch." he said in an aggressive voice as he swung me hard against the other side of the bed making me dizzy.

"No, a bitch would be telling all your little friends that you hit me for your own pleasure!" I started to cry. He stood up and gave me a blank stare, yet his glare would kill me. His eyes were as vacant and as corrupt as I've ever seen them before. Then, he ran and fell to my side.

"I'm so sorry, baby," he told me and grabbed me in his arms. "Shh, don't cry, sweetie, don't cry, Holls." It was unbelievable, angering and most of all, incredibly pathetic because of the fact that I fell for it every time.

"Can you stop being mean?" I asked him like I did all the time, only this time I was in serious pain and bawling harder than ever before.

"Yes, of course," he promised like he always did. "I will do anything for you." he told me and kissed me. "I love you so much, Holly."

"I love you, too." I told him, not sure if I believed myself or not at the second, but whatever it was, it made me feel better. "Can we go to bed now?" I asked him almost like a kid would.

"Yep." he said and tucked me in, kissing my head and then climbing under neath the covers under me. He wrapped his arm around me and fell asleep like that. His head rested on my shoulder, but it wasn't as comforting as I wanted it to be. I wanted to sleep with the old Shaant for just one more night, not the two-sided abusive guy he is now.

"Good morning." I heard Shaant whisper in my ear, my Shaant was back. He kissed my cheek as I opened my eyes.

"Hi." I told him and giggled.

"What are we doing today, cutie?" he asked me as we both stared in each others eyes as the sun beamed down on the bed and bounced off the fluffy white comforter to the wall.

"Can we just lay here all day?" I asked him, giving him a kiss. He smiled at me (the one at exactly :57 in "Curse of Curves" video) and I couldn't help but to smile back. Here he was, what I was waiting for. But right ahead is hell once again. Hopefully, it won't come until tomorrow... and that's just being hopeful...

..to be continued..

Chapter Three: Cuts On Paper Hearts 

*1 Week Later*

"You have to be kidding me." Brooklynn said as she looked down from her window as beautiful as ever, staring down at me. It had been two weeks since she moved in and she was my summer obsession that I took to heart. "What do you want?" she asked with a smile. It was around two a.m. and I woke her up by throwing rocks at her window.

"Wanna come out for a while?" I asked her. My friend Garrett stood next to me, nodding his head that she should come along.

"John, are you stupid?" she asked me. "It's like really late!" she said.

"You come from the city that never sleeps and you're telling me that right now is too late?" I asked her in all seriousness. "C'mon goodie two-shoes, be a rebel." I teased yet encouraged it. 

"C'mon!" Garrett yelled!

"Please!" I said with a cute smile, turning my head to the side. She sat there from the window ledge for a few minutes and rolled her eyes and shot a smile. 

"Give me a few minutes." she told us and we waited. She got changed and started to climb down the side of the house. "You're a bitch." she started laughing in my face and pulled me in for a huge hug for no reason. 

"Hi, I'm Garrett!" he waved and smiled at Brooklynn.

"Hi, I think you know who I am." she laughed as Garrett stuck out his hand. She refused it and went in for a hug instead. Garrett looked pleasantly surprised. "Where are we going?" she asked us and we just smiled at her.

"Just get in the car," Garrett told her.

"John, tell me." she demanded as we drove away. She said it over and over and over.

"Settle down!" I laughed. "It's a frickin' surprise!" 

*30 Minutes Later - at a bar - Brooklynn's POV*

"Wait right here," John told me. I didn't know what to do. He left me sitting on a bar stool with a bottle of water and ran away with four of his friends. This wasn't going to be funny if he ditched me. He'd have hell coming for him if he did. Just then, I looked up to the stage, there they were. I didn't know what was going on. "Hi, I'm John and we're The Maine." he said to the crowd of 50 or less and they went right into a stellar song. There third song was a cover and John just paused everything, yet I didn't know what was going on. All I knew was that I was lost in his voice. "So, there's this girl that I want to dedicate this song to." he smiled at me. "She's right there," he pointed and I blushed. "Her name is Brooklynn... I am not shitting you, her name is Brooklynn." the crowd laughed. "Well, she moved next door to me about a week or so ago and the first time we met, this song played in my head and the next night, I sat in my room all day learning it." he said. "This song is called "Only One" and it's by Yellowcard. I hope you like it!" he smiled and then as they started, Pat stopped and ran around his drum kit and yelled into the mic. "May I add, this has some kick ass drum parts on it?" he smiled and went back to his stool. Everyone laughed.

"That's Pat everyone, he's the baby of the band." Garrett said with a chuckle.

"Anyway!" John yelled with excitement. He opened his mouth and sang this beautiful song better than the original. "Here I go, scream my lungs out trying to get to you; you are my only one. I'll let you go, but there's just no one who gets me like you do. You are my only, my only one."  Whatever he was trying to say, well, he had my heart from day one. Getting off stage, he came down and looked me straight in the eyes even though he was sweating profusely and he just smiled the smile that is John. 

"That was amazing." I told him since I was seriously in shock. "Why didn't you tell me before?" 

"Because..." he smiled and leaned into kiss me. I think he's my prince. He's perfect in every way. 

...to be continued...

For some absurd reason I had remembered Josh's house address in my head and knew that if he wasn't here, leading me toward it, I could have just walked myself. But this was in fact a date, anyways.

To my surprise, his house was quiet.

Not a soul sat on the old couches placed in his quaint living room, and his kitchen was empty as well, nothing left but the sink slowly dripping out drops of water with every second. His fridge hummed quietly in the corner of the kitchen, and his dining table was placed across the kitchen, long and oval with nine wooden chairs surrounding it.

Josh had told me to make myself comfortable, and that I did, taking a seat in his living room while I waited for him. And from out of nowhere, a thud from upstairs had alerted me that there were definitely people present in the house. I just hadn't heard it..until now.

"Dude!" A boy's voice called from somewhere in the house, sending my head flying backward to see where he was. He looked so much like Josh, so in my mind I had no trouble concluding this was one of his brothers. "Nate, look, she's not drunk! Or in some tramp skirt. Score!" The boy high fived another one that looked much older than him, and they both took a moment to share a little handshake. All I could do was smile politely.

"You guys, not cool!" Josh called from behind them, the embarrassment bleeding through his tone. It was adorable, though, I had to admit.

A little girl then squeezed between the two boys, eyeing me under lowered lashes. She twisted her hair in her fingers, shyly looking up at me as if I was some new animal specimen. I was unsure what to make of her expression, it didn't seem accepting and yet it didn't look like she denied me. I had no clue what she thought about me. 

"This is Isabelle," Josh said, placing both his hands on the little girl's shoulders. "These two morons back here are Zac and Nate. Jonathan should be coming down..."

"Hey guys, I heard the whole exclamation about no tramp skirt and.." Another boy paused as he looked at me, giving me the same indefinite stare that Isabelle had given me moments ago. He walked over to group with Zac and Nate and mumbled something to them. The words were spoken so quietly I had no chance of hearing them or making them out.

Josh rolled his eyes and walked over toward me, leaning in to whisper in my ear. "Just ignore them, please. They're a little..I don't know. Not used to your type of girl." He shook his head. "No, what I meant to say was they just are more used to the.."

"..The usual sluts you bring home?" I finished his sentence for him, teasingly looking up at his eyes. He gave a reluctant nod, face flushed with shame. "No worries," I then added, hopping off the couch and joining his side. "It's alright. I'm glad I'm able to meet them."

The final person to step into the room was a woman, with features so similar to Josh's that I knew she had to be his mother. At least her gaze made me gain some confidence, for it wasn't that questionable look that the rest of his siblings had been flashing towards me. It was more a wrinkle eyed smile, welcoming me in with open arms. "You must be Hayley," she began, pausing as she settled next to the rest of her family, who stood around her. "I don't want to end up saying something embarrassing, so I'll just welcome you to our home."

I laughed a light laugh. Though I was still tense and afraid of what his siblings were thinking about me, I followed them all into the kitchen. "Well it's not exactly dinner time yet, but that doesn't matter. Join us for lunch." His mother made me feel right at home, seating me at the table and sending me warm smiles that continued to raise the confidence bar.

"We're cooking for you," Josh added, joining his mother in the kitchen.

"Yeah, we'll all cook!" Isabelle called enthusiastically, and her brothers shrugged and joined everyone in the kitchen. It was awkward to be the only one sitting on the dining table, but I guess I couldn't do much about it. The family had began cooking and I was left to watch.

Though I thought simply watching the family cook from the dinner table was going to be boring, I had been proven wrong. They called out to me and said teasing comments to each other while simultaneously tossing food back and fourth. 

Isabelle then squealed from out of the blue, her squeal followed by Zac and Jonathan's thundering laughter. I turned my head to see what had caused all the commotion. It turns out someone had placed some sort of seafood on top of Isabelle's head, getting it caught in her hair. Mrs. Farro then scolded the two boys, and Josh simply had his head hung low, disapproving of their actions. He flashed me a meek smile before turning back to his food.

Sizzling sounds and smells of sweet sauces and vegetables had filled the air later on, and I continued to enjoy the show as the family sang, or attempted to sing, opera while cooking. They looked like a perfectly working team, it almost made me wish my family was still full. Though I knew it was for the best that we left my dad, I did miss the fact that we used to have our good days. He would always walk in the front doors and smile at me sometimes, having a flower for my mom or some present for me. That was before he started becoming the monster that I knew he still was now.

Josh and Isabelle then began taking out plates and spoons and forks for everyone, placing one in front of each chair. "Our appetizer for the evening..er, afternoon, I mean, is lightly breaded calamari," Zac began, sounding like an Italian chef as he walked in with a large plate. "Beside these are three sauces, Farro family specialties," Nate then added, bringing in three small bowls to place right beside the calamari. The entire thing smelled delicious, it was hard to ignore the temptation to reach out and grab for something.

Next came Jonathan, who walked out with another plate. "Here we have three different cheeses baked inside a pasta roll." He placed it near me. "I reccomend dipping this stuff in marinara sauce, it makes it taste a whole lot better," he whispered. I nodded and watched as the final dish came into view, a large bowl that radiated a heavenly smell. "Mom's world famous chicken and shrimp pasta, all topped with pancetta, also known as Italian bacon. Freaking amazing!" Josh announced in a sing-song voice, placing the large pasta bowl in the middle of the table. The rest of the family took their spots around me.

"Shall we dig in?" Zac asked, seated across from me. "We shall!" The rest of the family answered, hurriedly filling their plates. It was such a heartwarming sight, and despite some butterflies still fluttering in the pit of my stomach, I was still able to hold it all together and not end up a nervous wreck. And anyways, Josh was right next to me, comforting me each and every step of the way.

It was funny how the entire family was immersed in their own conversations, all talking at once. Zac and Jonathan were speaking to each other, while Josh, Nate, and Isabelle talked as well. The occassional question would come darting over at me.

"So you're different from the girls Josh has been dating," Mrs. Farro told me, smiling and awaiting my reply. 

"I guess..but change never hurt anybody," I answered, occupying myself with food and taking a sip of water from my cup. 

"Yes, it never does," Mrs. Farro agreed. "I like you Hayley. You're a promising girl, and Josh really likes you."

Her comments made me blush, and Josh seemed to tense up suddenly, unsure of what to say. He resorted to saying "Mom.." In a whiney voice, laughing nervously as he placed his hand lightly on my thigh. 

I couldn't help but notice Isabelle's gaze fixed on me, genuine curiosity shining through her eyes. Once I meet her gaze, she simply looked away shyly. I'd find out what was on her mind sooner or later.

The Farro family and Mrs. Farro's welcoming nature had the tension that was built up in me flying out the window. The way I felt right at home in the middle of their big family made me so incredibly glad, and the mere reason that I didn't end up babbling or being ridiculously quiet the entire time added to the warmth I felt inside of me. It was absolutely perfect.

Once we finish up with dinner, Josh suddenly takes me by the wrist, startling me. I don't even get a chance to pull away, he simple pulls me along with him. "Come on," he whispers, leading me away from the kitchen and towards the stairs. "Aren't we going to help wash dishes?" I ask him whilst jogging up the stairs. "Nah, I don't usually help anyways," he smiles. Josh makes his way through the hallway upstairs and I follow after him. He then pauses in front of a room in the corner of the hallway, opening up the door. He angles himself against the door and I squeeze past, entering the room. 

The first thing that caught my eye was the one wall in his room that was covered with posters. Jimmy Eat World, Death Cab For Cutie, and a large poster of a Gibson guitar. But once my eyes traveled over to another corner of his room and saw the three guitars he had, my breath lodged itself in my throat. "You play guitar?" I asked, walking over to observe the three gorgeous instruments that were placed neatly on their stands. 

"Been playing since I was 13," he said with a proud tone, picking one up from the stand and sitting against his bed. "I wanted to play something for you." I eagerly listened, sitting across from him. 

He introduced me to the beginning notes, and they flowed like waves, shaking the house's foundation along with my heart. The song started off strong, and as it continued, the sound that bounced off the strings ended up being soft guitar plucking, along with some chords thrown in here and there. He paused abruptly in the middle of the song.

"It's called Brighter. It's not finished yet."

The trance that the guitar had put me in was hard to break away from, so I couldn't give him a straight answer due to the fact that I was still speechless after all he had played.

After shaking my head a bit and pulling myself back into cold reality, I merely looked at him and smiled. "That was really good. I can't find a better word to convey my emotion at the moment..so I guess 'good' will just have to do."

The smile he returned was genuine. "Thanks," he answered, then pulling out a piece of paper from under his pillow. "I trust your judgement. What do you think about these?"

The paper obviously had lyrics scribbled across them, along with music notes and the guitar part. "So this is how it goes.." I read, then proceeding to read through the rest inside my head. Knowing the guitar part, as I read, the song played out easily in my head.

"I just write songs for fun," Josh told me, obvious anxiety in his voice. Just from the way he sounded, I knew he was anticipating my opinion toward his song.

Once my eyes finally scrolled through the final lyric, all I wanted to do was read over it again. The song was simply beautiful and sweet. "I really like this," I began, hoping he'd know that I was being honest with him. "I really do," I added. "And..I know this might sound kind of stupid but..could you play the guitar for me? Just so I can.."

"..sing along?" He suggested, raising an eyebrow as he looked down towards me. A blush was creeping its way onto my cheeks. "Yeah," I breathed out, nodding shyly. His agreement to the plan was evident when he picked up the guitar. "Let's do this then," he smiled. "But remember, I didn't really finish the guitar part yet."

"We'll think of something," I encouraged him.

"Okay," Josh answered, and with shaky fingers he began plucking the intro. As my cue to begin singing entered, I began with all the voice I had in me.

"So this is how it goes; well I, I would have never known. And if it ends today, well I'll still say that you shine brighter than anyone does." My eyes soon traveled over to look at the brunette that was strumming his part, and in my mind I begged that his brown eyes look up toward me. As I sung, I could see a slight half smile crawl onto Josh's lips, making the will to sing better grow.

"Now I think we're taking this too far, don't you know that it's not this hard? Well it's not this hard." As the words flowed out of my mouth, I could recall all the times I had spent being tortured by this boy, yet knowing that somewhere in there a warm heart was beating. Now that I had unveiled who he really was, there was no reason to hate him anymore. And now the plan was really going to come tumbling down.

That I was afraid of.

A sudden knock on the door makes us both pause in surprise. "Can I come in?" Zac asks, though he doesn't even wait for Josh's reply and just rips the door open. "Looks like we've got a little jam session going on here."

Zac makes himself comfortable beside his brother and smiles, as if he was welcome here the entire time. Out of the corner of my eye I can see Josh tense up and roll his eyes.

"You've got some voice there, kid," he tells me. "All the more reason for Josh to like you. I mean he talks about you enough, you should hear what he says..dude, I bet there's a diary in here somewhere confessing all his feelings towards you-"

"Okay! We're done here," Josh announces suddenly, dropping his guitar against the bed and hastily grabbing for my hand. "I think it's time you go home," he whispers against my ear before leading me back out into the hallway and down the stairs. The actions are done so fast and in a matter of minutes I'm already standing under their front door.

"It was nice having you here!" Mrs. Farro calls from the kitchen, still busy washing the dishes. "Thanks so much for the dinner!" I reply, then following Josh's hurried footsteps out the door. The air outside is colder and the sky is now colored with wisps of yellow and orange. Time had flown by fast.

Josh's hand is once again comfortably curled around mine, and he and I walk back toward my house, not too far from his.

Once we both were right in front of my house, he had taken both of my hands and joined them with his.

It was silent.

Josh's eyes were staring deep into mine. I was confused for a moment, because not a word came out of Josh's mouth. Gladly he broke the awkward silence between us once he sputtered out, "Can I ask you something?"

His tone implied that he had been holding this back question back for quite some time. I quickly said, "What is it?" And returned his gaze with eyes that yearned for the response.

"It's only our first date, but uh.." He licked his lips and leaned in closer towards my face, so close that my senses were overwhelmed with the sweet smell of him. "Will you be my girlfriend? I've never really commited before and had a full relationship but you're different and-"

I silenced his babbling by doing what I've craved to do this entire time, pressing my lips against his. And before he could let himself slip away from me, I placed all my ten fingers into his brown hair, twining them into it and not letting the moment end anytime soon. I mumbled a silent moan and let his tongue slip in between my lips.

The kiss lasted for quite some time, but like I minded that. Kissing him was the cherry on top of this date.

Once I finally managed to pull away, I whispered a low "Of course I'll be your girlfriend" onto his lips, and his wide smile mirrored mine. 

He didn't hesitate to press his lips back onto mine, and if we could stay in this position forever, I wouldn't object. It was nothing short of perfect.

Long chapter! Whee. Date's over..now to put in the drama. There are a lot of problems still to be introduced to this story, so I doubt it's ending anytime soon. Goodie! :D