I was just getting ready for the show. Sound check, vocalizing, I had them all down but for some reason, I felt really nervous. It's not as if I'm not always nervous but right now, I felt more nervous. Maybe it's just because it was a sold out show but that wasn't it either. So I just stared at the mirror looking at the face that was staring back at me.

"Are you done staring at yourself yet pretty boy?" Jack asked as soon as he came in the room. Everyone else was already by the stage getting ready while I was left here scared and terrified for some unknown reason.

"Uh, yea I guess," I said and got up. I got a bottle of water before I went backstage. I drank the whole thing and threw it before the announcer called us out.

Once we were introduced, everyone screamed and all the girls kept shouting. The roadie handed me a guitar and then we started the show.

"Hey Baltimore!" Jack greeted through the microphone and got loud screams in return.

"Are you ready?" Zack asked and got another shower of yells.

"This song is called Poppin' Champagne." I said and we started to play.

In my opinion, we were playing really well and everyone sang to most of the songs. It was already the fifth song and I felt kinda uneasy. I stared at Jack who was staring at me. He mouthed an "are you okay?" and I quickly shook my head.

"Oh, umm, everyone, we might need a break, something's up with Alex." Jack announced and I gave the guitar to the roadie and ran backstage. I really needed to pee. I took a bathroom break and felt relieved right after.

I rushed back to center stage feeling lighter and better. Excitement started to fill me up once more and I couldn't help but show off my brightest smile.

"So who's ready for more?" I asked and got yelled back. I loved it when the crowd went wild like that.

"Well then, let's get on with the show then," Jack said and we started playing the intro to Dear Maria.

The rest of the night passed by in a blur and well lets just say tonight was awesome and I've never felt so blissful. When the show was through, we walked back to the room where I got to take a shower first. Once I took a quick shower and changed in to a new set of clothes, I went out of the bathroom and checked my phone just to see that I didn't have any call or text message. It was depressing to say the least but my spirit's too high to be pulled down by an empty inbox.

"What happened to you a while ago?" Zack asked as soon as we got back on the bus.

"Well, I kinda needed to pee," I said and they all laughed.

"You looked so scared when you looked at me man and all you needed to do was pee? I thought you were about to barf or something." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"Whatever man," I said and walked to the back of the bus where a couch was waiting for me to sit on it. So I sat down and waited for the driver to drop everyone off at their houses. It was the last day of the tour and I don't think we'll be back on tour until our manager tells us that we got a gig somewhere.

I was always the last one to be dropped off since I lived in an apartment building while the rest lived in their own houses. I didn't really want to live with my parents anymore so I got my own apartment. When I got dropped off, I got my bags and went up through the elevator. So far so good, I didn't seem to attract attention. There's no need to use the stairs tonight. I sighed to myself and walked out the elevator doors as soon as the ding sound was heard. I walked to my door and reached in my back pocket and looked for my key. But it's not in pocket. I remember holding it in the elevator. Maybe it fell out of my hands. I retraced my steps and looked down as I walked.

"I think you might've dropped this," a girl said. I looked up and saw perfection. She was so damn hot. I blinked twice before saying anything.

"Uh, thanks," I said taking the keys from her hands and once I got them, she tilted her head and stared at me.

"Aren't you Alex Gaskarth?" She said and I immediately felt like running. I wonder if she had back up.

"Yea," I said and I covered my ears and shut my eyes preparing for the worst.

"What are you doing?" she asked with the cutest giggle.

"Well I was expecting the worse but I guess I was just assuming too much," I explained.

"Well, it's getting kinda late and I just arrived from a 2 hour flight so I think I'm gonna go hit the sack." She said dragging her luggage to her room. I followed her there since we were apartment neighbors.

"Good night," I said.

"Good night, Rockstar." She said and I smirked. She went in to her room and I went in to mine.

I left my bags unpacked and I looked at the clock. It was 12:37 A.M. I looked around and noticed how clean my apartment was. Well it won't be clean for long.

I walked to my room and I brushed my teeth. After which, I changed in to my boxers and lay on my bed in my sheets but I couldn't sleep just yet. My mind was filled with pictures of her, the girl next door. The prettiest girl I think I've ever seen. I let her voice replay over and over in my head and made it my lullaby and as it played, I fell deeper and deeper in to sleep where all I could hear was her voice saying "Good night Rockstar,"