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G'day everyone! I've been overseas so that's why I haven't updated but yeah here ou go- chaper 7 XD oh and its just Josh and Hayley in this chapter.

Chapter 7- With the face of an angel girl you deserve to be treated more than right

Josh’s P.O.V

“Nah I think what you had the first time sounded better, it fits with the melody much better. Here listen…” I strummed along getting lost in the tune. I stopped and looked up at Hayley. She sat there staring at my guitar. “Hmmm” she mumbled.

“If you don’t like it, its okay we can totally…”
”WAIT!” she cut me off.

“Instead of this,” she said placing my fingers on the frets, “how bout this” she moved my fingers to the new position. I watched her so closely, the way she was subtle and delicate as if she would hurt me if she moved my hand to fast.

“Try it now” she urged so I obeyed and strummed along allowing the new sound to flow through my ears and fill my head. It was perfect. It sounded much better; I have to admit that much. A smile formed on my face as I played out our half written song in my head. I looked up at Hayley to find her eyes on me waiting for an answer. She fumbled with her hands, as if trying to find the right words.

“So…..umm…” she looked down at her hands which were now settled in her lap as she was sitting Indian style on the couch facing me. She wasn’t being herself; usually she wouldn’t be this hesitant with me.

“Hayley…” she looked up and stared me straight in the eye, “It’s perfect”. Her eyes immediately lit up and she tackled me in a hug from a kind of side on angle, making sure she didn’t hit my guitar. I leaned the guitar against the couch and returned the hug with twice as much effort, causing her to let out a squeal. She faced me, our eyes searching for something, until she let out a giggle. I couldn’t hold back my smile.

“Thanks Josh!” she said before giving me a quick peck on the cheek and sitting back in her previous spot on the couch. Sometimes she acted like a five year old, but that’s what I love about her. I propped myself back up into my previous position. The song was now almost finished. We had been working on this song for a couple of days now and all we needed now was to fit the lyrics into it and it would be complete. Lost in my own thought I hadn’t noticed Hayley leaning forward trying to see through the crack in the door, trying to look out into the front lounge.

“What are you looking at?”

“Shhhhhh!” she pushed her finger onto her lips ushering me to be quiet. She waved me over and pointed into the crack. I saw Kelly and Zac standing in the middle of the front lounge hugging. Zac seemed to be stoking her hair and Kelly shaking as if she were crying. I sat back as did Hayley.

“Do you think they’re alright?” I asked.

“I dunno, I hope so. Kelly was so confused. She didn’t even know where she was….she didn’t even know the year! What if she doesn’t remember us…?” Hayley trailed off looking at me with worried eyes. Her eyes pleading me for an answer. I leaned forward and pulled her into a hug.

“She’ll be fine. Zac will keep and eye on her as will everyone else. You know Zac would never let anything happen, I swear it will be okay,” I stroked her hair gently and reassuringly. I knew from the way she was acting that this wasn’t the only thing bothering her. With a world tour then warped tour directly after we haven’t been home in over 8 months. She is homesick and today, things were definitely hitting home.  She was missing her family and friends back home, her mum and sisters especially. You’d think after all this time touring we’d get used to it? I think it’s slowly getting easier as we get older but still close to a year away from home is never easy for anyone. At least on Warped we have heaps of our friends here and more then often we have family and friends from home come and visit.

  That reminds me….

“Hayley?” I asked looking down at her head which was now rested on my shoulder. She looked up at me.

“What was it that Pete was saying this morning about a cousin or friend of his or something?”

“Oh he was saying something about his cousin coming to visit today. It was a secret or something because he wanted to surprise Patrick….they used to be best friends or something but haven’t spoken in like five years or something”

“Oh fair enough. I wonder what happened.”

“I dunno Pete didn’t stay focused long enough to explain. Whatever happened I hope it never happens to us, I’d hate not talking to you for a day let alone five years!”

“Haha I’ll personally make sure that never happens to us, I promise.” I smiled down at her. Her expression changed from a grin to a serious look.

“What?”

“Do you pinkie promise?”

“Ha gosh…okay I pinkie promise. Just for you Hayley,” I smiled at her as she shoved her little finger in front of me and I tangled our pinkies together.

“THANKS JOSHIE!” She half yelled and jumped on me. Now this was the perfect time for the tickle monster.

“Hey Hayley I want you to meet someone,” She sat down staring at me.

“Oh really, who? Do I already know them? Is it Zac?”

“What? You already know Zac…and how would you be meeting them if you already know them…anyway, this is my new friend the TICKLE MONSTER!” I lunged forward and watched her expression change from anticipation/ excited little kid to scared little kid who just saw the bogey man.

“AHHH NO JOSH DON’T!” But it was already too late; there was no escaping the tickle monster now! “I…don’t…no….but…..tickle…..monster…..bad…..please….JOSH...I can’t…..breathe! Ahhh…. hahahaha! Please……” Escaped her moth in-between breaths and laughter.  After a minute or so and us both on the floor in a fit of laughter, Hayley sprawled on the floor and me slumped over her legs, the tickle monster had finally left the building…I mean bus. The laughter between us began to die down and we both sighed. These were the moments that things seemed to hit you. There was silence till Hayley’s small voice spoke up.

“Hey Josh, where do you think we will be this time next year?” I had to think about this. I hadn’t really given it much thought.

“Umm I’ve never really thought about it too much. I guess I’d hope we were here, on Warped this time next year. With all our friends and family around us, just hanging out and living our lives to the max. What about you?”

“Well, I’m not completely sure. I hope to be in a serious relationship. Not like ‘Hey lets get married’ but just one where I can count on the other person and trust them entirely. I hope we have another album out and tour the globe with it but tour to more places then before. Like touring to smaller cities in countries not a lot of bands bother to go to. Maybe I’ll sponsor a child and have the will power to do the 40 hour famine without caving in after only 15 hours and eating every piece of cereal in either mine or your house…or even both. Most of all though. I see myself here with you. Maybe not this exact bus in this exact place but I see our friendship being this strong. Stronger than ever. Best friends till the end.” She finished and took a breath. Some serious thought went into that. I sat up and moved off her legs to lean against the couch. She sat up and moved next to me.

“So, what do you think Josh? Think it will happen?”

“Yeah Hayley, I do. You deserve all that and more. The only thing I’m not so sure about is…”

“You don’t think we’ll be best friends?”

“Hah no that’s a given, I meant you finishing the forty hour famine. You’ve tried what like six years in a row and fail miserably each time!” She punched my arm and laughed.

“Shut up! I will so make it next year and then I’ll kick your arse and tell you ‘I told you so’” 

“Whatever”

“Yeah just you wait and see” hmm determined much? I still knew she was going to fail.  No matter how many times she tried she always failed.

“Well I can always dream right?”

“Never stop dreaming”

“Hey Josh you know yesterday when…” She was cut off by the sound of someone running onto the bus and loud music flowing through the open door.

“I JUST HERD WHAT…..” Someone yelled on the bus til they suddenly stopped.

“Who’s that?” Hayley whispered to me as she slowly stood.

“I think it’s….”

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thanks for reading XD

This is the start of Patrick (Stump- Fall Out Boy)'s story and it's a pretty long chapter XD It doesn't have really anything to do with what's happend so far but it will all come together soon XD

Chapter 6- Tell me what you thought about when you were gone and so alone…

Patrick’s P.O.V

“Pete! Wait up!” I grabbed his shoulder, puffing profoundly. He spun around and smiled at my worn out state.

“Why are we walking so fast? We don’t have to be anywhere for another half hour! I could be…”

“Sitting on the bus on your computer, being anti- social?” Damn I hate it when he does that. I tried my hardest to give him the best death glare I could muster.

“You love it when I’m right” I also hate it when he reads my mind. I guess the death glare didn’t work because he’s showing me that cheesy smile of his.

“So anyway, where are you taking me?”

“Well it was going to be a surprise, but since you asked…you remember my cousin Bec? The one you were like in love with…” I could tell my cheeks were red from the sudden burning sensation from them aroused by the mention of her name. Damn.

“I was not in love with her, you just assumed I was!”

“Whatever, I asked her to come today since it’s her hometown and I haven’t seen her in ages. Thought you two could catch up reminiscing about old times….” He’s got his arm over my shoulder and is using his hands in front of him as if demonstrating something. He’s such an idiot sometimes….why is he nudging me? Oh and winking, how mature Pete.

“Pete I don’t think this is such a…”

“BEC! Great to see you! Come give me a hug, Jack let her through she’s my cousin,”

 My eyes fixated of the girl standing in front of me. Except she’s not a girl anymore, she’s definitely a woman now. She’s changed so much. Man I haven’t seen her in at least six years. Okay I have to stop lying to myself it’s been just over 6 years since I’ve seen her properly and around 7 since I spoke more than two words to her. She’s grown a bit, her once black hair is now a light auburn and her smile…just like Pete’s hasn’t changed one bit. Just as gorgeous as I remember.

“Patrick it’s been what five…six years? It’s great to see you again!” Before I could collect my jaw off the ground she engulfed me in a bear hug. Catching me off guard slightly, I keep my balance.

“Yeah Bec, it’s been way to long” Is all I manage to stutter out.

“Strawberry, I’m going to show Bec around, you coming?” Eyeing Pete I groan. I hate how he still calls me that.

“HAHAHA Pete you still call Trick that?!” Bec laughed hysterically, “It’s so adorable! Strawberry!”

“Hmmm Petey Pie, I’m not sure maybe you and BRAbecca want to catch up…” I knew they both hated those names. Revenge is sweet…and amusing.

“Trick I can’t believe you remember those names! We were what like twelve or thirteen when we came up with those!” Her smile was infectious, just how I remember. I remember hanging out with her back in the day. If it wasn’t for Bec being related to Pete, she and I probably wouldn’t have met. She never would have moved to my town if it wasn’t for Pete and his family. Bec lived in the street behind me and we were friends since she moved to Chicago when she was about six, I was friends with her long before Pete and I had even met.

*Flashback*

*3^rd person P.O.V*

“Patrick! Can you come here please? CHARLIE! Charlie take the play dough out of your mouth right now! No! Don’t throw it at Emily!” Miss Linton yelled over the class of six year olds. Patrick put down his blue crayon and walked over to his worn out teacher and smiled while waiting patiently.

“Patrick this is Rebecca, She’s just moved here from a place called Florida. You know where that is don’t you?” Patrick nodded and shuffled his feet.

“Well she’s going to be joining our class. Would you like to go show her the reading corner?” Patrick nodded again pushing his glasses back up so he could see out of them clearly. Miss Linton gently pushed them towards the reading corner as she walked into the other direction.

“Chase! What did I tell you about poking Jessica?” Miss Linton walked towards the disaster zone across the other side of the room.

“No, she doesn’t like it….Then why is she crying? Go to the time out chair right now!” Miss Linton yelled at a little blonde haired boy while going to console the hysterical Jessica. Meanwhile Patrick and Rebecca were standing awkwardly in the reading corner. Patrick re-adjusted the baseball cap sitting atop his head.

“Well this is the reading corner…and here are our books…” Rebecca looked up at the shy boy and smiled. He began turning a light shade of pink.

“Ooooo! Patrick has a girlfriend!” Yelled three little boys who were poking their heads over the top of the tiny bookcase.

“I do not!” He rebutted.

“You’re going to get kooties!” Yelled one

“And then they’ll put you in the zoo!” Yelled another

“You can live with the smelly monkeys!” They all yelled. Patrick clenched his fists.

“Leave him alone! You boy’s are smelly and silly!” Shouted Rebecca in Patrick’s defence. The three boys ran away shouting Chimpanzee noises and laughing with each other. Patrick looked up at Rebecca re-adjusting his cap again and she just smiled at him sweetly. From that moment on they were destined to be best friends. 

*End Flashback*

“Dude…dude…Patrick…snap out of it….PATRICK!” Pete shook me furiously.

“What the hell are you doing?” He laughed at me as if it was obvious.

“Dude you were totally out of it! C’mon we’re going to the bus, unless you’d rather go back to la la land?” He thought he was hilarious and apparently Bec did to. I followed the pair, still lost in thought until we reached the bus.

“Arrg! We only have two Coke’s left! I thought Joe was picking some up?” He looked at me and I just shrugged.

“You two have them; I’ll be back once I kill Joe. Start building the coffin while I’m gone will ya?”

“Sure thing, we’ll get right on it” I replied as he saluted and stormed out of sight. I turned to face Bec.

Awkward, though she smiled at my awkwardness.

“It’s been so long Patrick, like six, seven, eight years? I can’t even count! That’s just horrible”

“Yeah, I’m sorry. It’s just been…hectic?”

“Well I know we haven’t really spoken since that…night, but we are both older and more matured and I’m definitely over it. So much has happened since then, you have to fill me in on your ‘oh so famous life’!” Oh that ‘night’. I remember that night as if it was yesterday…

*Flashback*

*Patrick’s P.O.V*

“Patrick I can’t believe schools over and you’re leaving in two days! Things are going to be so different!” Bec spoke with such excitement in her voice but things’ being different is the understatement of the century. In only two more days I will have packed my bags and be in a van travelling across the country with Pete and the rest of the band trying to catch our lucky break. I’m so excited about playing shows country wide, but there’s just one thing I’m leaving behind. Well more of one person. Rebecca.

“What are you going to do once the guys and I leave?”

“Hmm I dunno, I guess I could go to college. I got into a few but I don’t know if it’s what I really want to do…”

“You should come with us…I’m sure there’s room. If not we can make room!” She just laughed at me. I’m going to miss these nights. Us just lying on the roof of my house looking up at the sky, talking about anything and everything. These are the times I’m going to miss most.

“Patrick, you and I both know there’s not enough room for me. There’s hardly enough room for you guys! I’ll just be sure to come to all your shows, I promise” I knew she’d keep her promise, promises meant everything to her. Leaving here was going to be tough. Not seeing Bec was going to be tougher. Now’s my perfect chance to tell her how I feel, the feeling’s I’ve been holding in since age twelve. Since I figured out these feelings weren’t just hormones. Now’s my chance.

“Hey Rebecca…” She turned her head to look at me.

“What’s Trick?” Do it, tell her. Don’t you dare chicken out Patrick Martin Stumph!     

“I umm…I just wanted to…” Just kiss her! Okay now’s my chance….lean…

 *Bam* Ouch! Damn it!

“Why did you just head but me? Was that supposed to be funny, was that what you had to “tell me”?” Now I’ve blown it.

“No…I…I’m sorry…I just…”

“Patrick…”

“Rebecca…”

“Patrick…It’s getting late. I should really go…” Now I’ve completely ruined the moment! “I’ll see you tomorrow, at your going away party…” Now she’s walking away!

“Wait! Bec…” Good she’s stopped. Now here’s my…second chance.

“Patrick I…” I stopped her with a kiss, but it’s not the way I planned. I feel her hands on my chest, but not in the loving accepting way. She’s pushing me away from her. I knew this was a bad idea. I look at her waiting, but she just turns around and walks off.

“Bec…wait don’t go…I’m sorry…Bec please…” it’s too late. She’s already down the lattice and off to her own house. Now I’ve stuffed things up, our friendship is probably ruined. This was not the farewell I planned…

*End Flashback*

The night has replayed in my mind repeatedly and every time it’s just as vivid. I haven’t spoken to her since that night. She didn’t come to the going away party and she didn’t speak to me the day I left. She just said goodbye to Pete and the others and left. I never expected the kiss to have such a huge effect on her…

“Oh…that ‘night’...” I looked down at my shoes. “Sorry”

“Trick, don’t apologise…If anyone should be saying sorry it should be me. I never should have just walked off, I should have turned up to the going away party and I shouldn’t have just ignored you the day you left. I’ve been kicking myself for the past six or so years.” I could tell it was tough for her to admit that…I still feel so guilty though.

 “I am truly sorry though…”

“Trick don’t say sorry, stop beating your self up about it. It was ages ago, old news.” Not in my mind it wasn’t, but I could tell she didn’t want to go into it.

“Yeah…sure. So what have you been up to the past eight years?” Bec leaned back into the couch in thought.

“Well…” She started while scratching her head on the left side just above her ear. She would always do that when she was deep in thought.

“Since you left and the rest of the guys left the place was pretty much empty ha ha. Nah I ended up going to college for a bit. Didn’t really enjoy it so I left. Travelled for about a year or so and then went back home to my parents. I moved out of there house after a week of being back, they bicker a lot more in their old age and I needed more space. I got a pretty cool studio apartment with a nice view of Chicago and now I work at a kindergarten and art gallery. Not all that exciting but I need money somehow. Life just seems to be cruising along” Wow she’s done so much. She’s always been good with kids and a natural at art. I smiled as she sipped her drink.

“So trick, I hear you’re bands doing alright huh?”

“Ha-ha yeah we make just enough to pay the rent and maybe feed the cat…”

“Oh you have a cat? Cool” She knew my sarcasm all to well.

“Well not exactly, I think I’m actually allergic to cats…but yeah we do alright. I get to do what I love everyday of my life. Can’t complain.”

“So you’re the same old Patrick who was always shy to ask a girl to dance, always spent his time in his room making music and was really bad at skating?” Hmm how does she remember?

“Well I never asked a girl to dance because I always predicted the answer… and if I recall you were often in my room helping and watching me create that music and hey! My skating wasn’t that bad!”

“Are …you… serious?” she exclaimed in-between choking on her drink. 

“Patrick I’d hate to tell you but you were…to put it bluntly…shit!” she begun laughing.

“As if! I was not!”

“Do you remember how you broke your wrist twice and dislocated your shoulder?” I nodded “You did that when you were only standing on the board hardly even moving! You sucked bad dude, admit it!” Arrg! How does she still remember?

“Fine, whatever” she is still laughing. Punching my shoulder lightly she gives me a massive smile. Her smile is identical to Pete’s.

“Patrick…you who…Patrick…earth to Patrick…” Bec was waving her hand frantically in front of my face. I couldn’t help but smile. She stared at me then took her hand in mine and my heart began to race.

“Trick there’s something I need to tell you…” Oh no what?!

“What is it?” AKWARD SILENCE!

“I.....broke the string on your acoustic guitar like two days before that night on the roof and that’s why I packed it and put it in the case for you so you would never find out and I’m sorry for not telling you but I knew it was your favourite guitar and I knew you’d be so mad but I hope you don’t mind now because you probably have a million guitars with good and working strings…he he…” I don’t think she took one breath.

“Wait what?! You were the one that broke my string! I’ve been blaming Joe for that for the past eight years! He was messing with it in the van and was like ‘Oh Patrick you’re a string is broken’ and I though he broke it an tried to say it was already broken as a cover up! I can’t believe it was you!”

“Yeah sorry bout that….”

“I think I have to apologise to Joe…I still bring up the broken string thing all the time to make him feel guilty….shit….”

“Hah he’ll get over it! But anyway there is something I have to tell you…but this is actually serious” Fun’s over, I knew it was too good to last.

“Shoot”

“Well the reason I actually stoped talking to you and avoided you was….”

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DUN DUN DUN! *insert creepy music here* XD hope you liked it...the next chapter is Josh and Hayley but I haven't written them as being "together"...I think I'm going to put them with different but large characters in the story XD mix it up a little.                                                                                                                        

This chapter is a bit short...I just realised. Sorry XD but it's Zac's p.o.v and he has great mental conversations with himself...haha

Chapter 5- I’m tongue tied and terrified of what I’ll say….

Zac’s P.O.V

I’m so stoked that she’s alright. I don’t understand how she got confused with where she is though. She looks so cute when she’s thinking. She’s got that look on her face like she want’s to say something but doesn’t know how. She’s about to…oh wait no she decided against speaking. Something’s definitely up.

 “Hey are you alright?” Well I think that’s the dumbest question I’ve ever asked, but all she does it look me in the eyes and let a small smile pass by her lips. I can’t help but smile but then her face changed.

 “Umm…well….I’m not exactly sure…” Something serious is going down. I’ve never seen her look so scared. I reposition myself a bit more upright making sure she’s still in my arms.

“You can tell me anything, you know that right?” she nodded in response.

“It’s just; I’m so damn confused…” Oh no, I hope she’s not breaking up with me. What did I do wrong? Shit…no…this can’t be happening…

“What about?” Please don’t say us, please, please, please!

“Well one minute I was taking a shower…and the next thing I know I’m in a porta potty two years into the future at Warped tour. I’m in a completely different country and everyone seems to know me like Patrick, William and Pete. And I’m staying in Paramore’s bus and you’re my boyfriend. I dunno how having a shower turned into being here in a matter of seconds…I just don’t understand what happened…” She trailed off looking terrified. I must admit she did sound nuts. I felt like laughing at first until I saw her face. Her eyes glistening with tears on the verge of spilling out. She was dead serious. I wonder if someone drugged her and it messed up her memory. If she can’t remember anything then something has to have happened. I felt her forehead; she doesn’t have a temperature so she’s not just delusional. I just dunno what to say.

“I know I sound nuts…I feel nuts. I just have no clue what’s happened and there are some things I kinda remember or at least feel. Like here with you, I don’t remember us being together but it feels right, feels like we’ve been together for a while in some way,” She gives me a half smile.

“Umm well I dunno what to…umm…do…its good you remember us, well kinda remember…I…umm” I’m HOPELESS. I’m not going to make her feel any better, man I’m such a douche sometimes!

“If this is to weird…” She cleared her throat. “I should just go…get out of your way” She spoke soft and I could see a tear creep out of the corner of her eye. She shuffled out of my grip on her and stood up. She went to walk away, not even looking back. What the hell am I doing just watching her?! She’s not a T.V show damn it!

“KELLY WAIT!” I stood up and grabbed her arm and spun her around. Her head was down and I could see her tears falling to the ground and staining our cheap tour bus carpet. I lifted her head up with my hand under her chin making her look at me. A tear trickled down her check. I wiped it away with my thumb before it joint it's friends on the floor. Looking into her eyes, I know she’s scared shitless. It’s breaking my heart like never before. I grab her hand and pull her in for a hug, wrapping my arms around her tightly. She lets it all out, tears staining my red shirt. I comb my fingers through her hair, now all I have to do is figure out what to do next.

Yo wazzup?! I wanna dedicate this chapter to Paramoreloverjade for her awesome support and comments on every chapter of this story XD and also thank you to everyone elsewho has been reading (at least i hope theres other people reading it....haha) so yeah don't be shy to drop a note even if you just wanna get something off your chest or say something random......pickle...see thats how easy it is XD  anyway on with the story......

Chapter 4- And you swear you know me, but do you really know me?

 Kelly’s P.O.V

I could hear speaking, people all around me. My head has a small ache and I have no clue what happened or even where I am, but then again that’s nothing new for the past hour. Slowly I begin to distinguish the voices around me and what they saying or well, shouting.

“Why the hell did you scream?” I knew instantly this was Patrick, “there was absolutely no need to scream, honestly!”

“Dude, you totally scream like a girl! Ha-ha!” I knew this was Jeremy as he begun cracking up laughing along with many other people.

“So why did you scream anyway?” Hayley asked, speaking softly.

“Hmm well this idiot here...” Pete begun to say. 

“HEY! I’m not an idiot; you’re the one that spilt it!” This was Patrick’s defence.

“Anyway as I was saying,” Pete brushed off Patrick’s comment and continued with his story, “Patrick thought Kelly might need a glass of water. I don’t know how she was going to drink it if she’s passed out but anyway, he thought it was needed. So he gets the glass right and walks straight into me and it spills all over me and now I’m soaking wet! I only screamed because the water was freezing cold!” Pete sounded rather pleased with himself and everyone chuckled at his amazing story.

“Such a cry baby,” I heard Patrick snicker under his breath and I swear he would have rolled his eyes. While everyone was talking amongst themselves, I had other things to worry about. With a slight movement I realised someone was holding my hand. I don’t know who it is so I might as well take a look. As I attempted to open my eyes they were hit with a blinding light which caused me to close them immediately and flinch my head to the side.

“Dude she’s awake! Hey Josh turn that light off its way to bright!” it was Zac. I heard Josh mumble ‘yes your majesty’ under his breath. I can feel the brotherly love.

My eyes fluttered open to see a lot of people all looking down at me. What a great thing to wake up to!

“Where….what…why…who?” was all I could manage to spit out. I’m completely hopeless yet they all smiled and sighed.

“Kelly you passed out. I caught you just in time. Then I carried you back here,” Zac spoke softly. Back where? I still don’t know where ‘here’ is!

“Where am I?” I rubbed my eyes attempting to sit up as I did so and Zac let go of my hand. Well now I know who was holding my hand.

“On the bus…” I stared at him blankly. So he tried again.

“You know, the tour bus. The one we are all staying on and travelling across the country in. I think you might still be a little out of it, but don’t worry you’ll remember soon enough. I’m so glad you’re awake, you really had me worried!” he stared into my eyes. His eyes were a deep chocolate colour. Shit I’m staring; he must think I’m a freak. I pulled my eyes away even though I didn’t want to and looked back up to meet his smile.

“Why were you worried?” He doesn’t even know me; I don’t even know how he knows my name. He took my hand again and as I sat further upright on the couch he repositioned next to me and put his arm over my shoulders bringing me in closer to him. He let out a loud sigh.

“Because you’re my girlfriend, when my girlfriend passes out for no reason I get worried” I stared at him. I was his girlfriend? No way! I looked around the bus, everyone had vacated outside except Hayley and Josh who I could just see in what I assume to be the back lounge. This had to be the weirdest day ever. What if it’s a dream? How would I be able to tell, I mean some dreams are very realistic? Maybe I need someone to pinch me?

  Suddenly I feel Zac’s warm hand under my chin lifting my face up. He smiled and I couldn’t help but smile back. I feel like I’ve known him for years, it’s so weird. All of a sudden I felt his lip’s press against mine. Okay now I’m pretty damn sure this isn’t a dream. If it is, then I sure don’t want to wake up! He pulled me closer as he leaned back almost lying down and pulled me onto me, not letting go once. Damn he’s a good kisser, I’ll give him that! I don’t usually let guys I only just met kiss me but this seemed much different, I was his “girlfriend” after all wasn’t I?

  One of his hands on my cheek and the other on the small of my back. This was quite cosy. For some reason it felt right, even if I have no clue as to why.

“Ahem” I opened my eyes and looked over to see where the throat clearing came from. Jeremy was standing there, looking at us with a grin on his face.

“Oh don’t mind me…just getting a drink…” he chuckled and begun walking.

“Dude why do you always have to do that?” Zac questioned him, looking rather ticked off and wrapping his arms around me.

“I didn’t do anything man…not my fault you’re making out in the lounge next to the fridge,” he laughed it off showing a bottle of juice in his hand, waving it around.

“It’s not just making out. I’m nursing Kelly back to full health. The kissing is mandatory, it’s known as...kiss therapy. It works wonders” Zac nodded furiously in an attempt to make himself sound believable. All I could do was smile and burst out laughing with Jeremy.

“Well if that’s what it is, maybe I should get injured more often” Jeremy said while laughing as he walked back off the bus, “See ya guys later!”

  I looked up at Zac and we both burst out laughing.

“Maybe I should pass out more often…” hey it was a decent suggestion.

“I’d definitely like that” he grinned and kissed the top of my head lightly. Now all I have to do is figure out why I’m at Warped tour 2010 and how I got here….simple enough. Right?

Chapter 3- Oh please tell me that you’re alright and everything is alright


Hayley’s P.O.V

“Dude, she doesn’t look so good,” Jeremy pointed to Kelly. She seemed to be wobbling and stumbling. Everyone turned to her and took it in turn to ask if she was feeling alright though it was obvious she wasn’t.
“Quick Zac! Catch her!” I yelled. He tuned around and just caught her in time. That was a close one.
“ It’s okay everyone, I got her,” Zac proclaimed, “I think we should take her back to the bus, let her rest. Hopefully she’ll come around soon,” Everyone agreed and with that Zac lifted Kelly up and carried her to our bus wedding style. Well not completely wedding style, I mean I wouldn’t want to be passed out like that on my wedding day.

   I rushed up in front of Zac and held our bus door open as he steadily and carefully carried Kelly into the bus and rested her on the couch. Josh disappeared into the bunks and came back a minute later with a pillow and placed it under her head. Once inside everyone sat in silence and watched Kelly. I think it’s just no one knows exactly what to say and no one wants to say the wrong thing. Kelly looks so pale. The only other time I’ve seen her like this is that time we all got food poisoning in New York after dodgy Chinese food. Everyone was sick after that meal.

“What did you do to her? Why did she pass out?” Zac finally spoke quietly from next to Kelly, not taking his eyes off her once. Everyone shifted uncomfortably. A worried look plastered on Zac’s face. I look over at Patrick who has an almost more worried look than Zac. Patrick fiddles with his fingers, takes a deep breath and begins to talk when Zac’s looks at him expectantly.
“I didn’t do anything to her, I swear. I went to look for her and I found her watching The Rocket Summers set. I got her and led her to you guys. She seemed confused and didn’t seem to know what was happening or where we were. She was asking questions like ‘What are we late for?’ I just thought she hadn’t had enough sleep or something. She didn’t even look sick, I’m sorry,” Patrick looked down and away from Zac’s gaze. This wasn’t Patrick’s fault at all; Zac knew that before he even asked the question. Everyone sat in a slightly awkward silence til Zac let out a heavy sigh.

“I’m not going to play until she wakes up,” he was direct and determined to stand his ground. I shook my head at him.

“Zac I know you’re worried, but I’m certain she will be fine. We have to play, we have already delayed the show and fans have been waiting out there for hours. It’s not fair on them. I’m sure Pete and Patrick will stay and look after her and they will come and get us if anything happens. We can even get Nate or Will to come over to if we have to…” I tried my best to convince him. He looked at me for a second then back to Kelly.

“I guess so, but I’m not doing any encore’s,” he brushed the hair out of her eyes and stroked her cheek lightly.

  The bus door suddenly flung open causing me to jump. William stood in the doorway leaning on the side attempting to stay upright. He looks pretty out of breath and is doing random hand movements. I assume he’s trying to say something. He’s hopeless sometimes.

“Hey ah you guy’s were supposed to be on  stage like ten minutes ago and everyone’s getting impatient and they send me to come and…” he stopped mid sentence and looked directly at Kelly, “What happened, she alright?” Pete and Jeremy filled him in as everyone else stood up. I looked at my watch and Will was right, we were already ten minutes late and we couldn’t keep the crowd waiting any longer. I jumped up and went to the door to stand next to Will who was still puffing lightly.

“C’mon guys we have to go!” I shouted. Will looked down at me while rubbing his ear.

“Thanks, right in my ear Hayley,” he said with a small smile appearing in the corner of his lips. I punched his arm playfully and jumped off the steps of the bus and turned to watch everyone pile out slowly, Zac being the last out as expected.

*50 Minutes Later*
The set was finally over. I turned to walk off the stage and Zac practically bolted off his kit. He rushed past our drum tech Mike and forcefully handed him his sticks. The other guys caught up to me and we followed Zac to our bus. Just as Zac was about to open the door a high pitched scream came from inside.

“Who was that?” I asked and turned to the guys who just shrugged as Zac opened the door quickly and ran inside.

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How is everyone? Got all the Christmas shopping done? I did a bunch of it today....I hate shopping this time of year!
I'll post the next chapter soon...cause this and the next one are kinda short...comments and buzzes welcome XD

G'day everyone! So here's chapter 2 of the story...I probably wont post as often as I should...maybe once or twice a week because i don't have many chapters written thus far. But no need to fret as I'll be writing more haha

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Chapter two- When time and confusion collide

Still Kelly’s P.O.V-

“Do you know how many people are looking for you?” his voice was steady and serious. I dunno how I’m sposed to answer his question; I didn’t even know he was looking for me. I didn’t even know him! I think shaking my head no would be my safest option right now. He sighed heavily.

“Everyone’s been looking for over half an hour, where have you been anyway?” he was slightly puzzled and the seriousness in his voice begun to fade.  He was still leading me somewhere and I still have no clue where. What am I supposed to tell him? Should I start with “well I was watching Dr Phil…”? He would probably think I’m nuts, but then again I think I’m nuts right now.  Oh crap now he’s looking up at me. Wow he’s a lot shorter in person than I thought; oh I should really answer his question.

“I was…uh…in the toilet….” I stuttered out. Nice save Kelly, he won’t suspect a thing. He looked up at me for a couple of seconds and then burst out laughing.  

“So let me get this straight, you went to The Rocket Summer’s set because you wanted to use the toilet?” he was now giggling and shaking his head. He gave me a massive smile then turned to look in front of him. A large security guard stood there towing over Patrick. Wait where we going backstage?

 “Hey Patrick!” the guard beamed, “Ohhh you found her! I’ll radio the guys and tell them to stop searching. You had a few of us fretting Kelly” he laughed and patted me lightly on the shoulder.

“Oh yes sorry, go right in. You better hurry up or you’ll be late,” The guard stated and moved to one side. I looked up at him, what does he mean late? Patrick, with his still stable grip on my arm pulled me past the guard and continued walking.

“Doesn’t he need to see a pass?” I questioned Patrick. He chuckled lightly and pointed to my belt. I have a pass clipped onto one of my belt loops. Right well that makes sense, well not really. I should take a better look at it. ACCESS ALL AREAS- CREW. I was a crew member? Well that’s new.

 We continued walking at a fast pace past busses, security, what seemed to be staff members, gear, random people and the occasional bit of rubbish. As Patrick and I walked people waved and shouted hello, I still didn’t know who they were.

 Suddenly I felt someone grab my shoulder and begin walking beside me. I looked over at the person and who would have guessed it was none other than William Beckett from The Academy Is….

“Hey…..Kelly…we have to…finish……that ahh song that we started the…other day” he struggled to say while puffing lightly, “maybe tonight or tomorrow yeah?” I looked at him and didn’t know what else to do but nod.

“Great, I’ll catch up with you later then. Cya!” he said out of breath then let go of my shoulder and took off with a wave. I looked back to Patrick who was still slightly in front of me and still had a grip on my arm. Realising I had no clue where he was taking me maybe I should ask.

“Patrick, where are we um going?” I questioned. I probably should have asked this earlier, but better late than never right?

“Huh? Are you alright?” his gaze fell on my face. Hmm now how was I going to answer this one?

“Yeah well um considering…I’m alright….I think” Another great save by team Kelly! I don’t think I was too convincing though, from the look on his face. .

“Well you have to be at sound check like…… right now. Actually they would have just started a few minutes ago; they probably couldn’t wait any longer. The band has to go on, you know warped tour, got to try and stay on schedule…or at least close to it. I dunno how we are going to get back……” he trailed off rambling about equipment or something. Off in his own world.

“What’s the date?” I looked at his arm, eyeing his watch.

“Wednesday…why?”

“No like the actual date, not the day” I thought I asked that the first time. He gave me a confused look then it clicked.

“Oh, sorry. It’s the 27^th of July” he responded “You could just look at your own watch.” I looked at the watch just under where his hand was holding my wrist. I lifted my arm awkwardly because Patrick wouldn’t let it go. Wow it read 27^th July 2010. Who would have thought? I’m two and a bit years in the future. I stopped for a second. 27^th of July continually running through my head.

“Why are you stopping? There’s no time to….” Patrick got cut off. I looked up and realised why.

“KELLY!” *BAM* I was caught in a bear hug. But who with? They finally let go and stepped out in front of me.

“Pete, we don’t have time for this” Patrick looked at him. Wow Pete Wentz. He flashed me a smile. Yep, definitely Pete Wentz. I looked at Patrick who seemed to be getting angry, he was even tapping his foot on the ground impatiently. How cute!

“Awww cool it Patty Cakes” Pete said pulling Patrick’s hat down over his eyes. “The stage is right there!” Pete pointed to the left of where we were standing. Patrick fixed his hat and gave Pete a death stare, or at least tried to. All Pete could do was flash his pearly whites again.

“Don’t do that, you know how much I hate it when you do that. Where’s the….” He got cut off again. Poor guy.

“KELLY!” I heard screams heading in our direction. Patrick signed and let go of my arm. Next thing I know I’m engulfed in a hug with someone then in a matter of seconds at least four other people joined in. What am I sposed to do? I’ve got my head shoved into someone’s shoulder and there are hands around my waist, back and shoulders. I think if I just stand here, maybe they will let me go. They were all yelling and voices begun to overpower one another and suddenly I recognised the voices from somewhere. Removing my head from the someone’s shoulder, the someone that smelt of nice cologne and managing to tilt my head to look around I now realise who’s hugging me. I’m in the middle of a mass Paramore hug. Well at least they aren’t total strangers. I’m now sandwiched. Well at least they don’t smell bad. A sudden movement of weight in one direction causes everyone to scream.

“AHHH PETE GET OFF!” Finally everyone broke apart and I could hear Pete laughing at his accomplishment. I looked at each of them. What am I sposed to say to them? They are one of my most loved bands and they are acting as if we have been friends for years!

Everyone was talking around me, the noise rose and fall and then became muffled. Everyone slowly became blurry and everything began spinning. I could feel the heat rising throughout my body and then everything went black.

Hello everyone! how are you today?

So here's the fic I was talking about in a previous journal. It's not great and takes a bit to start it off but yeah...let me know what you think XD

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Chapter One- And today was a day just like any other

Kelly’s P.O.V

The sun shone bright through the gaps in my blinds. Light landing on the walls and bed, the way it did every morning. I rolled over in an attempt to get more sleep, a ray of light hits me square in the face. The brightness burns, you would have thought I’d be used to it by now. I reach out to my alarm clock, the screen lit up with 11.45 in big green numbers. Damn, I could have slept longer. I roll onto my back and stare up at the ceiling. There’s no point even getting up, I have nothing to do anyway, no-one to be.

 Man I really gotta pee. Well that’s a nice thought to wake up to. My stomach lets out a monstrous grumble. Some food wouldn’t go astray either. Getting up is my only obstacle. After some rolling, a fight with the sheets and way too much effort than required I’m walking towards my bedroom door. It’s covered in posters, just like most of the room. The cold metal handle gives me goose bumps. Out the door and into the living room the wooden floorboards let a small creek pass as I walk into the kitchen in my bare feet. A quick pit stop to the toilet to relieve my bladder. Now for food. The cupboards are looking a little bare, I’ll try the fridge. The cold air makes me shiver. Still no luck, hope mum does the shopping soon. Finding some bread on the bench I guess ill have the gourmet cuisine informally known as toast. A light spread of butter and some vegemite and I’m set. A little television to amuse myself. Ohh just in time for Dr. Phil, how lucky am I this morning? Soon enough the hunger pains began to fade as Dr Phil talks to a pregnant twelve year old about not sleeping with men. A bit of yelling and tears going on, it’s pretty dramatic. I think I’m going to grab a shower.

 The warm water rushing through my hair and over my face. It’s so refreshing, this is one of those moments where you close your eyes and stand under the rushing water for what feels like hours. The water stops, what’s going on? I open my eyes and suddenly realise I wasn’t where I was two seconds ago. What the? I take a good look at the walls now surrounding me. They’re dark green and the room was really small. Looking down I notice a toilet on the left and a small sink on the right. Hold on a second, I know what this is. It’s a porta- potty. What the hell am I doing in a porta- potty? I was just in the shower, how’d that happen? I can hear faint sounds of music and some loud noises outside.

  I open the porta- potty door and carefully step out on to grass. I looked down at my feet and I have sneakers on. I definitely wasn’t wearing them in the shower. I’m also wearing black jeans and a blue singlet. I know for sure I wasn’t wearing them in the shower, I don’t even own this singlet. Well the plus side is at least I’m not in the nude. I look up to see all these people around me walking in all different directions. I think I’ll walk left, it’s the direction my legs seems to be taking me. I think they know more about where I am then I do. Looking ahead, were they market stalls? Walking closer I notice they are merch tents. There were heaps of them- All Time Low, The Academy Is…, Fall Out Boy, We The Kings, Paramore, and they went on and on. I walked along the tent’s admiring the merch. Some people behind the tables waved to me, wait they were waving at me? Ok then…slightly creepy, just wave and step away slowly. The sound of music is growing louder and the number of people around me multiplied. I suddenly found myself of to the side of a crowd of people in front of a massive stage.

 Hang on, I recognise the man talking on stage. That’s Bryce Avary of The Rocket Summer sitting at a keyboard. Wow that’s kinda unexpected. A banner at the top of the stage caught my eye- WARPED TOUR 2010. Wait what? I stared at the sign. How can it say 2010 when it’s 2008? Well early January 2008 but definitely not 2010. I can’t help but stare at the banner. A million thoughts crossing my mind until someone broke my train of thought by grabbing my arm.

“Kelly, there you are! Where have you been? Wait tell me while we walk, we don’t have time to stand here,” a male spoke. I recognised his voice. He spun me around. My eyes grew wide with who was standing in front of me. The man as it turns out is Patrick Stump of Fall Out Boy, who would have thought? I stared at him in disbelief. How did he know my name? He turned still holding my arm and began pulling me away and my legs walk with his command. Where was he taking me?

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Yeah so thats the first chapter...the chapters aren't too long so it makes for quick reading haha. So let me knw what you think so i know if to keep posting or not. Thanks heaps XD

HI EVERYONE!

So I've been on buzznet a while and joined but never really used the account....so I've decided now I'm on holidays and have some extra time why not put the account to good use? I've begun leaving comments here and there but am often to lazy to write to much.

 Anyway the point of this- I have a fan fic I wrote like...forever ago..I never really wrote alot of it cause it was jut fun and never really posted it anywhere. After reading some of the stuff on here I thought I'd post it and see what everyone thinks. It's a big crossover story that mainly follows one charcter but each chapter is a different characters POV. It's mainly a Paramore story as a basis but it's set on Warped so with the charcter POV changes it goes to many different band members from random bands...it gets a bit confusing but things link up......

 so yeah let me know and i can start posting it ASAP for y'all XD

thanks- alwaysforevernow

 xox