"So, are you excited?" Miranda squealed, jumping up and down and holding on to my arm. I shrugged.

"I guess…it's just a fruity little concert though." I sighed and closed my locker. Miranda and I were supposed to go to a concert tonight; it was a surprise for my birthday.

"Just wait." She smiled, before flipping her brown hair over her shoulder and walking to the front door of the school. I stood at my locker, staring at her, thinking she was insane. "Well? Are you gonna come with me, or stay at school all night?" I laughed and followed her out of the school.

"So, are you picking me up from practice…or what?" I asked, getting in the passenger seat of her car.

"You aren't going to practice." She smiled, pulling out of the school's parking lot.

"But…" I trailed off.

"But, I talked to the coach. He said its fine if you miss, you're good enough anyways." She smiled, she was amazing.

"Thank you so much!" I smiled, "You can do anything, cant you?" I laughed.

"Not everything." She sighed, frowning. "I still can't convince my mom to get rid of Noah." I laughed at this and looked out the window. She turned on the music and All Time Low started playing.

"Really?" I sighed, narrowing my eyes and taking out the CD.

"HEY! I happen to like them!" She snapped, taking the CD from me, and putting it in its case.

"Sorry, but they're fags." I shrugged and got out her copy of Black & White by The Maine. I turned it to the song Right Girl and started singing along. "Oh god I did the wrong thing, to the right girl." Miranda laughed at me and pulled into my driveway.

"Go get dressed, into something sexy." She smiled, parking the car. I nodded and ran inside to get ready.

xx

I put on a pair of black booty shorts and a loose fit purple tank top. I threw on a pair of purple high heels and grabbed my phone and wallet and stuffed them in my purse. I walked into the bathroom and fixed my make up and re-curled some pieces of my hair. I smiled at myself and walked down stairs and out of my house, ready to party.

xx

"Nice." Miranda smiled, when she came back to pick me up, she was already dressed too. She had on a gray mini-skirt, with a pair of sliver heels and a black shirt with a silver design. "You clean up good." She laughed as I got in the car.

I looked over at her and rolled my eyes. "You're so weird." I laughed, putting her 3oh!3 Streets Of Gold CD in the CD player. "I think tonight's gonna be fun." I smiled, singing along to 'I Can Do Anything'.

She parked in the back of the venue and got out, motioning for me to follow her.

"I know people, and I can get us in." She smiled back at me. I smiled and followed her to the backstage door. She knocked and a familiar face answered. Matt Flyzik pulled Miranda into a hug and kissed her lightly. I started to breathe heavily, as I looked around backstage through the open door. I saw Alex looking in the mirror, a sad look on his face. Jack and Zack were goofing off and Rian was playing with his drum sticks.

"And who's…?" Matt asked, pulling away from Miranda to look at me, but he stopped and I saw sadness flicker behind his eyes.

"Olivia, my friend…correction, my BEST friend, and it's her birthday tonight. Do you think you could get the guys to do a shout out…?" Miranda flashed him a frown and her puppy dog eyes until he nodded and kissed her forehead.

"Follow me, ladies." Matt smiled, holding the door open for us. I walked in and heard the guys stop what they were doing, ready to meet some fans. I looked away and stared intently at the door on the other side of the room, ready to run if I had to. "Guys, this is Miranda, whom you all know. And this is her friend, and its her friends birthday." Matt smiled, but I heard him pause after friend, debating on whether or not to say my name.

"Happy Birthday!" Jack yelled, and I forced myself not to look at them, or else they would notice me.

"Happy Birthday..." Alex said sadly, he stood up to walk around a little. "Isn't today her birthday?" Alex asked quietly to Zack and Rian.

"Yeah," Zack replied, sadly.

"Should I call and say happy birthday…? I'll feel bad if I don't." Alex asked, getting out his phone. Zack and Jack nodded and then Alex dialed my number. My phone started ringing. I held my breath and turned around. Alex dropped his phone and his mouth fell open.

"Which is the closest way out?" I asked Matt. He pointed to a door that wasn't too far away from me, I took one last look at everyone and walked out, feeling the cool summer night air hit my face.

'Well that was awful,' I thought to myself. 'how could she bring me here…? Oh wait, I never told her about the incident, I met her afterwards.'

I started walking around, with no real destination. Soon my feet were starting to hurt in my heels so I waited at the nearest bus stop.

"Olivia?" someone asked beside me, I turned to see Alex had followed me the whole way. I nodded, looking into his lifeless eyes. "I missed you." He whispered, pulling me against him.

"Alex, get off." I whispered, pushing him away.

"What's your problem?" he asked, looking at me.

"You. Don't act like you miss me, when you were the one to let me go." I snapped. He looked at me, confused.

"I didn't let you go. I wanted you back. I thought…I thought…" he trailed off.

"What? What did you think Mr. Gaskarth?" I asked.

"I thought, we were happy, and then you got mad that night and walked away from me. Then you got in that drunken car accident, and almost died and I had a breakdown. I realized then that I love you, and I don't ever want to lose you." He frowned, looking at the ground. "I've never needed anyone like I need you. I've never tried so hard to find someone."

"You didn't try hard enough. I've been here since the day you and the boys packed up and left. I've never gone anywhere else; I haven't driven since what happened. I haven't listened to All Time Low either, just ask Miranda. I've basically cut out everything in my life that reminds me of you. And here you come…" I sighed, trying to find the words to say as I tried to keep the butterflies that started fluttering in my stomach still. I couldn't even be mean to him, without feeling some sort of attraction to him. 'I'm so screwed.' I thought to myself before I looked up into his eyes again.

"And here I come…?" he trialed off, searching for the answer in my eyes.

"And here you come, making me fall for you, all over again." I sighed, turning and walking away, silently cursing myself for ending it like that. But thanking Alex for following me, I needed him, more than he knew.