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<Jeane's POV>

Everything seemed to crumble before me, as Gerard held me close. Hallie was crying hysterically and shouting, "How could you do this to me?!" over, and over again. Alex continued to sit on the double bed with wide eyes, full of fear and imbarrassment. Her head fell down to the floor, as she nervously bit her nails, while Ray tried to console Hallie. He placed his hand on her shoulder, but Hallie quickly pushed it off.

"Stop! I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed. Gerard and I stepped back a little, as we watched Hallie unravel.

"But I can explain..." Ray assured, but she scoffed.

"How can you explain, Ray? I caught you going to bed with my best friend! Even after you said I was everything to you, after all the sweet months together, after we had..." Hallie stopped.

Everyone fell silent. All eyes fell upon Hallie's tear-strikened face, as she searched Ray's face for answers. Her heart began beating louder. Nothing but heavy breathing, concert audience applause, and "Golden" could be heard. As Patrick played those deafening piano chords of sorrow, I watched as my best friend in the whole world, break in pieces.

              "How cruel is the golden rule, when the lives we lived are only golden plated..."

Ray stepped back, and glanced over at Alex. She stared back at him with anger.

                           "And i knew that the lights of the city, were too heavy for me..."

"You were the one who wanted to," he said. Alex stood up, and slowly walked towards Ray. Her fists clenched tight.

"What do you mean, 'I was the one who wanted to'? Don't try to make it sound like I was the only one, Ray. You brought me here." Alex uttered her last word, and pushed past Ray, and with one slam of the metal door, she was gone.

                                               "Though I carry karats for everyone to see..."

Gerard hugged me tighter, and held my hand. I felt his warm breath against my cheek. His face leaned closer into mine.

"Let's go," he whispered, as he lead me to the door. When Gerard began to step out the door, I looked back towards Hallie and Ray.

"I'm sorry." He said sincerely and held out his hand to Hallie. She wiped the salty tears that fell to her face.

                                              "And I saw God cry in the reflection of my enemies..."

"I'm not," Hallie turned away from him and slowly walked into the bedroom. She shut the door, and Ray hung his head down. Gerard pulled me out of the bus. Our converses hit the cold, rocky gravel with a small thud.

                        "And all the lovers with no time for me, and all of the mother's raised their babies to sat away from me."

<MCR's TOUR BUS...BEDROOM> Jeane's POV>

Gerard shut the door softly, so no one would know of our presence. I could hear the concert music fade slowly, and Mikey's snore from the lounge. Everything felt so different at that moment. I could still see the image of Hallie crying in my head.

"God!" Gerard looked at me puzzled.

"What's wrong?" He asked, "Is the bedroom light too bright?" He lifted an eyebrow.

"No, it's fine." I plopped down beside Gerard on the bed, and turned out the light.  Everything appeared as shadows, while the moonlight streamed in through the huge, bus windows. "I can't believe he would do that." I looked at Gerard. "I mean, they seemed so perfect together, and then they suddenly split up overnight. I don't....I don't understand."

Gerard laid on his back. "Well...how could you not?"

"What do you mean?" I sat with my legs crossed towards him. "What happened?"

Gerard rolled his eyes. "How could you be so sursprised? Didn't you see them faking?"

"Huh...faking what?"

"Faking everything!" he said. Gerard sat up beside me. "Everytime I saw them together, it seemed like they never really loved each other, like it was some sort of act. " I sighed. Everything seemed to add up. Ray and Hallie would be all over each other,when they first met, but they seemed to grow apart. They never said anything to each other, or around anybody else, but Hallie said they had...

"Love." Gerard sighed, "It sometimes fades."

"Wait, Gerard...I think I know what happened."

"What?"

"Hallie was a virgin three months ago....so maybe they had sex, then Hallie found out she was pregnant, didn't tell Ray, stopped talking to him, so he thought they were over, and moved onto Alex." I gasped. "Oh my god! How could i not know? What am i going to do?"

Gerard held my hand, and looked into my eyes. "Just talk to Hallie when she's ready, but right now...don't worry about it. She's okay." I laid down on the comfy bed, and cried. I didn't want anything to change, again. I wanted to be happy. Finally, i had an happily ever after ending. I felt Gerard lay next to me. He placed his hand on my tiny waist, and softly kissed my cheek.

"Please, don't cry. I can't see you hurting again," he whispered into my ear.

<Jeane's POV>

Gerard pulled me into a tight knit hug, while we were waiting back stage for Fall Out Boy's set to finish. I felt his rosy cheeks touch mine, and I begin to melt into serenity. I closed my eyes, and listened to "Sugar, We're Goin Down"'s chorus, as I drew closer to Gerard. It was such a beautiful night. It was so alive with concert lights, cell phone beeps and audience applauses. I felt so happy, and yet so tired all at the same time. I wanted to fall down on a soft, comfy bed.

"Jeane," I heard Gerard whisper into my ear. I kept my eyes closed, and my head on his shoulder. Everything was wonderful, at that moment, I didn't want it to fade away with his voice.

"Jeane." He spoke louder, and Gerard pulled away from me. "Are you tired?"

I gazed up at him with half open eyes. He grabbed my shoulders to help me from falling down. My knees were wobbly, and I began to sway alittle from side to side. I could barely keep my eyes open.

"I'm fine." I replied. He wasn't convinced with my wispy- voiced answer. I smiled, "I'm not tired, really. I'm not."

"Well, we can leave if you want to, you know."

"Sure, let's go." He grasped my hand, and we continued back to my tour bus. I zipped up my red Panic! at the Disco hoodie and shivered.

"Gerard, Can I ask you something?" I began to wake up a little, as blood flow began to move into my legs again.  Our feet came off the grass, and hit the hard, cold gravel. Moonlight beamed on Gerard's newly dyed, black hair.

"Yes, anything." He said, as clouds of breath spewed from his mouth, and out into the cold, frosty air.

"Well, this tour is ending soon."

"I know." He said with deep sadness in his voice. He held onto my hand tighter, and sighed.

Suddenly, we stopped at the bus door. Gerard twisted the knob, and opened the heavy, steel door. As we climbed up the steep steps, I could hear Patrick still singing into his microphone, and shouts from the audience when the memorable beginning bass line from "Dance, Dance" blasted through the speakers. I closed the door, and sat next to Gerard on our lounge couch. He placed his right arm over me, and kissed my left cheek. I blushed heavily and giggled. He flashed me his dorky smile and laughed.

"Why do you always laugh, when I kiss you?" He asked. I smiled," Hmmm, why do you always kiss me?" He blushed, and took hold of my hands. I placed my head upon his shoulder. I felt so close to him. I couldn't think of being separated from him. He made me feel so secure, and never lonely. I don't want this tour to ever end. I wanted to remian happy along with him beside me, always.

"It's only two more months. What's going to happen after it ends? What are we going to do?" I let out another sigh, and yawned. He rested his head on mine, and held my hands tighter.

<Gerard's POV>

"I don't know." It was an honest answer that I didn't want to say. I didn't know what was going to happen. After the tour, Jeane and I would be separated and we couldn't see each other. I didn't want this happiness to ever end. For the first time in my life, I felt happy. My heart was whole again, while Jeane was with me. She filled up the void inside of me. The missing puzzle piece was finally found. I wanted to remain complete forever, but i knew it would have to end. Happily ever afters don't happen to me.

Jeane and I remained silent for awhile, as we tried to imagine life apart. Then I heard some commotion from another room in the bus. I raised my head up instantly. Jeane pulled a strand of hair behind her ear and looked puzzled at me.

"What's wrong?" She asked. I heard footsteps.

"Do you hear that?" Jeane fell silent and the air became thick with noise. We heard whispers. "Is anyone here?" I searched Jeane's face for answers.

"No one is susposed to be. They're all at the show." Jeane said. We stood up and walked towards the back of the bus. There was feet shuffling coming from behind the master bedroom door. I grabbed the golden door knob, twisted and pushed open the door. My eyes widen, and Jeane gasped.

"Gerard?"

<Jeane's POV>

A familiar male voice came from outside the bedroom door. I moved along side Gerard and gasped.

"Alex?" I gasped.

"Ray?" Gerard's voice said with anger. "What the hell?"

Gerard and I entered the bedroom to find Ray and Alex kissing while sitting close together on a bed. They pulled away from each other sharply and collected themselves. Alex bottoned up her shirt, and Ray wiped his forehead. 

"It's not what it looks like!" Alex reassured. Someone pushed me aside. I slammed into the wooden doorway, lost balanced, but Gerard caught me.

"Then what does it look like?" I glanced beside me to see Hallie with her cheeks stained with tears. "How could you do this to me?" She cried. My heart sunk, and all happiness dissapated.

"I'm trying, I'm trying To let you know just how much you mean to me And after all the things we put each other through and I would drive on to the end with you." from my chem

sorry it's so short...i hope you like it anyway. i couldn't post any journals sooner because my computers keeps messing up (its a piece of crap) so i'll post part six as soon as my computer will let me. please leave comments & buzzes.

                             xxxxooooo comments + buzz= happiness

To Whom it May Concern,   I haven't posted any new parts to 'Happily Never After" in a couple of months. Sorry, school was close to ending..which meant more and more bland, boring tests, and i simply didn't have any time. So i will post new parts as soon as possible..sorry for the delay and this very long letter.

So enjoy these romancilious pics: <:

RECAP: Suddenly, a doctor appeared in front of me with a clipboard. She was wearing a pink gown, and nervously chewing on her pen cap. Finally, some news.  "Mrs.Dunne?" She asked.  "Yes??" I replied. The doctor shifted her weight from both feet and sighed," Mrs. Dunne, I'm afraid..."

<Jeane's POV>

My eyelids felt so heavy over my eyes. I started to open up my eyes just a little bit....AHHHH!!! The lights were too bright though. I sighed softly. Maybe, just a few more moments of sleep...NO! A loud voice in my head told me to get up and leave Gerard. I had just fallen for a few seconds. All I have to do is get up and go to my tour bus. Then, I can lay down and sleep somewhere at least comfortable. I blinked my eyes open. Everything was so different. I started to freak out. I must have fallen pretty bad. The room where i found myself in, was all white with an IV hooked into my arm and lame pictures of perfection by unknown artists. I sat up, only to fall down again onto a cold, hard plastic surface that i call a genuine hospital bed. I couldn't lift my arms. "Hello?" I said to no one in particular. I scanned my room... GERARD!!! He was slouched in a chair resting quietly next to my "bed". He looked so peaceful. I noticed that his black eyeliner had left streams down his cheeks from crying so hard. I did mean something to him. I felt wanted at that moment. Finally, someone truly needed me. Maybe Gerard was no longer mad at me for kissing Pete. I mean...I was drunk and uncontrollable. But...I shouldn't have...I'm such a whore.. he'll never love me.

"Gerard...Gerard..." A raspy voice escaped my lips. I cleared my throat, and continued to whisper to my love once more. "Gerard.."

Gerard shifted in his chair and yawned softly.

"GERARD!" I said aloud in a more urgent voice. He sat up and wiped his piercing brown eyes. His eyes were so tired from lack of sleep and worry...worry over me. Gerard blinked again as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Jeane...you're awake. You're finally awake." He rushed over to my bedside and held one of my hands. I quickly pulled away. He stood up and glared at me.

"I'm sorry...You shouldn't be here, Gerard. I made a..." I bit my chaped, uncared lips, "I made a mistake. I'm sorry I've caused you pain."

Gerard continued to glared puzzled, trying to grasp what my voice had said. I felt tears spring into my eyes.

"Why?" He asked. I could hear frustration shake his voice. He was trying to cloak his anger and pain, but I knew. "I sat here all night beside your bed, worrying about whether you were ever going to wake up. Then, you say I'm some sort of horrible mistake you made, and expect me to just leave."

"I...I...I'm.."

"What sorry for kissing me?" Gerad had interupted me. His voice felt like silver knives piercing through my heart. I had made no mistake. I was a mistake.

"But..I" I broke down crying. "I kissed Pete at the Party. I thought you hated me. I'm such a whore. All I do is screw up!" I felt like all my troubles were spewing out onto the hospital's tiled floor. Gerard stood stone still as he watched me break down and curse myself. I was saying everything i had felt about anything my whole life. I talked about my parents dying, and foster homes, and being raped in 7th grade. All my hurt inside poured out. When I felt better, I struggled to compose myself. Gerard sat in the chair next to my bed and just talked with me about EVERYTHING. We were deep in conversation.

Suddenly, I heard voices coming down the hallway outside room. They sounded awfully familiar. Alex popped her head into my room's door way. She entered my disappointing room along with Gerard and I's bandmates. Hallie rushed to my side and hugged me tightly. So tight, I was practically gasping for air. Everybody laughed as Alex pulled Hallie from my embrace.

"You're ALIVE!!" Hallie squealed with happiness. Alex giggled like a school girl. I felt happy for once. I was surrounded by everyone who cared about me.

"Yes, I'm alive...Why wouldn't I be?" I asked.

"Well, You fell really hard and was bleeding from your head pretty heavily, I may say," Audrey commented in a matter-of-factly way. I raised an eyebrow.

"Uh..Please don't remind me." Frank winced. "I have never seen so much real blood before."

"Ha Ha. At least someone was there to help." Bob said. I saw Gerard smile at me lovingly. Is true love possible? Or is it just in storybooks?

<MUCH LATER>

After I woke up, I left the hospital and went back on tour. We only had four more months, and I was not going to waste any of it on parties and drinking. Maybe Gerard and I could spend time together. If he only knew I was dying.

RECAP: I clasp his arm with my small hand. I tried to speak but no sound ignited as my mouth moved. I saw him drop his cigarette. Then everything went black...

<Gerard's POV>

Jeane just collapsed onto the cold, hard pavement like a fragile angel falling from the sky. I dropped my cig and screamed out to anyone who was near for help. She lay motionless on the ground, as I fell down beside her. I placed her head in my hands so she wouldn't be uncomfortable...if she was still alive.

Blood rushing. "HELLLLLPPPPPP!!!!!SOME ONE PLLLLEEEASSSE HELP ME!!!!"I screamed. Some tech crew ran over to me, and started asking questions, people from the party piled out of the building onto the scene, others gathered to look who was dying or hurt. Tears streaked down my stinging cheeks. I caressed her and cried out, "Jeane, listen...stay alive...keep on living...I can't walk alone..." I was choking and gasping for fresh air from being around the crowd. They were engulfing Jeane and I like hungry paparazzi.

"GERARD! GERARD! OVER HERE!" I heard Frank's voice calling me. I glanced everywhere through the crowd. I threw my hands out and tried shooing away bunches of people. Why wasn't an ambulence here? My hands were cold and wet now, covered in blood from where Jeane's head had hit the pavement. I could feel her soul leaving me for somewhere else.

"GERARD!" I saw Frank push his way through the crowd towards me. He quickly observed the scene, and knelt down. "Gerard?" his said panting through breaths, "What happened?" Then i removed my hands from under Jeane's head. He winced for a moment, and flipped out his cell phone. I heard him trying to dial 911, but his fingers quivered uneasily. He was genuinely afraid.

The crowd had seen my bloody hands and started to back away giving Jeane breathing room. After they moved, everything that happened next was a huge blur. Parametics arrived and placed Jeane on a stretcher, and soon carried her away from me. Frank and I rushed to our tour bus and ODD GIRL OUT's bus too. We told them what had happened, and we all drove to the hospital. Ever since, I've been waiting by Jeane's side by her hospital bed. Did I mention I hate hospitals?

<ALEX'S POV>

Everyone in My Chemical Romance was sitting in the hospital waiting room, along with Hallie, Audrey and I. We were all silently waiting for an answer. I loved Jeane with all my heart. I've known her all my life, and to see her like this made me breakdown. Hallie, Audrey and I knew how emotional Jeane got when she was drunk. It wasn't a pretty sight. Gerard was in the room with her contemplating on what to say to Jeane if she ever woke up. It must have been heartbreaking to see her bleeding so heavily from the head. I can't stand to visualize. My stomach lurches everytime i see my own blood, let alone someone else's.

Meanwhile, Hallie was crying so hard in her hands next to me. Ray Toro was consoling her and whispering in her ear about nothing. I couldn't hug her, because of how nervous i was feeling. I didn't want to break down and cry here in this room in front of Frank. I just didn't. Suddenly, a doctor appeared in front of me with a clipboard. She was wearing a pink gown, and nervously chewing on her pen cap. Finally, some news. 

"Mrs.Dunne?" She asked.

"Yes??" I replied.

The doctor shifted her weight from both feet and sighed," Mrs. Dunne, I'm afraid..."

          RECAP:   "You have beautiful eyes." I commented. He blushed, and pressed his lips against mine. I felt a surge of elecricity shoot through my body from his icy kiss. JUst before i pulled away i heard the tour bus door open...

Gerard quickly pulled his lips from mine before I could. We heard commotion from behind us, and the metal tour bus door shut loudly. I gazed into Gerard's eyes one more time, before i turned away. I yearned for a more passionate kiss from him, but I remained content.

"Wow! Are we interupting something?" I heard Mikey call out from inside the tour bus.

Yes, I thought, Now leave! But I fumbled out a weak unconvincing reply, "No, We were just talking about how the tour is right now." Gerard nodded accordinally.

I saw unconvinced facial expressions from the small crowd. "OH!" Alex squealed as she helped Gerard and I from the pavement.

"Gerard, we need to go practice our new song for Friday." Frank informed. I saw Gerard nodd his head in reply, and shoot me a 'See-ya-later' look. I felt myself drown in a pool of sorrow. I wanted Gerard here with me, always. I couldn't stand to be apart from his brown eyes, but they needed to practice. I could deal with that.

"Well, We need to go to bed, before we fall asleep here." Hallie joked. Her arms were wrapped around a happy composed Ray. He kissed her on the cheek and smirked.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Hallie." They giggled.Everyone couldn't help but laugh. It was so sweet. If only Gerard could be holding me at this moment.

"So, See ya. Come Mikey!" Bob yelled as he yanked Mikey from the tour bus.

"Okay. Okay. Invader Zim was on. I haven't seen that episode." Mikey whined."Bye." He smiled and waved at us. Ray, Frank, Mikey and Bob walked into their tour bus.

"We will leave you two alone." Audrey shifted her focus to Gerard and me. I placed my hands in my hoodie's pockets and shivered. Everyone decended into our tour bus from my band leaving Gerard and I to converse once again. There was an awkward silence between us both. I was found speechless beyond belief.

"I'm sorry about the kiss. It was a mistake." He appolgized. A MISTAKE! Our 1.5 milli second kiss (maybe the approximate time. LOL) was nothing but a mistake. Maybe, Gerard didn't like me. I mean i am 19, and he is 24. It was a mistake. He was just probably being a man and acting on impulse. When i thought of reasons why, I felt used. My first kiss was wasted by a mistake. I turned away from him towards my tour bus, but before i could take a step... I felt a hand grab my arm and gently pull me back. Gerard held me close, and gazed into my eyes like they were windows to my soul. He saw my tears.

"Our kiss wasn't a mistake. I thought you didn't want to kiss me, and it was a mistake."

"No," I whispered, "It was everything." I felt his cold white hands wipe my tears and caress all the sorrow from my parents' death, and all the wrong choices I had made in my life so far. He leaned into my face for another kiss, when i heard a shuffle of feet from behind the tour bus. I jumped back sharply. Gerard's arms fell to his sides.

We saw a shadow come from behind the bus. I could make out a small figure...then a face...it was Pete. I've known he likes me, but I 'm not sure i feel the same way. I have Gerard. He is all I need.

"Oh, Hey Pete. What are you doing here?" I asked casually. He didn't see anything going on between Gerard and I. It's best to keep it this way. Pete raised a curious eyebrow.

<Pete's POV>

"Wait, What are you two doing here?" I asked. I was puzzled to see Gerard and Jeane out here so late. I was just coming from a sound check that Patrick and I had gone to after we introduced ODD GIRL OUT to MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE.

"Oh, nothing. We were just talking about the moon. It's awfully full tonight." Jeane forced a smile from her rosy red lips. She was holding something back. I glanced at Gerard who was shuffling his feet into the pavement.

"I know it's so full tonight. It's almost weird. Some say a full moon breeds unexpecting romance." I said searching Jeane's face for honesty. She lacked the proper behavior of lying. A fake, forced smile was stretched across her face. Gerard showed no eye contact...they fell in love.

"So, Gerard," I saw Gerard's face pier up from the pavement  when i formed the words with my mouth.

"Yeah. Um... I need to go. I'll see you later Pete. We all have a sound check." He replied.

"Wait." I stopped him. "What's wrong? I like come to find you guys tight lipped. It's just unusal.

"I'm just really tired. I will talk to you soon, okay, Pete." Gerard glanced at Jeane. They were looking into their eyes for a moment. I had to stop their budding romance. I don't want to be mean. It's just I feel like I love Jeane. I know I've been coming off a little strong, but i don't care. I feel like I've known her all my life.

"Jeane, do you want to come party with me? There is an afterparty going on now." There was a brief silence as Jeane searched Gerard for a confirmation. He turned away, and stepped into his tour bus.

"GERARD!" Jeane called out. Imediately i hugged Jeane. I wrapped my jacket around her. She was puzzled at my motion, but followed through. I saw Gerard's eyes grow wide, and water spring on his cheeks.

"Goodnight." He answered coldly, and slammed the tour bus door shut. Then, I brought Jeane to the party. She seemed a bit down so I handed her some vodka. (i didn't know she was only 19). I watched her drown herself in beverages.

<Jeane's POV>

I felt free for once in my life. I think i was having an out of body experience from far tooo much vodka in my system. But i didn't care. I jumped on a wooden table and danced to my heart's content. My sadness seemed to pour out of me with every flail of my arms, and tap of my toes. Pete hopped up next to me and wrapped his arms around me. We swung around in circles until he leaned in my face. I didn't understand what he was doing until I heard gasps from the crowd as our lips pressed together. Our kiss was not electrifying. It was sickening and stupid. Finally, when Pete broke away I fell off the table onto the beige carpet. i reached out for help, when i noticed a pair of black men shoes standing in front of me. I know who those favorite shoes belong to. And sure enough it was...

<Gerard's POV>

How could she do this to me. I thought our kiss meant something between us. After, saying goodbye harshly I talked with Mikey about my kiss with jeane. He told me to arrive at the party and sweep her off her feet, but it seemed Pete already had. I watched as he wrapped his arms around her and press his lips against Jeane. I watched as his tongue darted in her mouth, and Jeane fall to the floor out of drunkness. She reached for help from the floor to me, but I hesistated and barged out the party door. I ran to the parking lot, where our kiss took place. My fingers were numb from the coldness. I searched for a cig and lighter in my pockets. i found one,lit it up. I inhaled slowly. I exhaled slowly too. My anger, sorrow felt like it drained from my lungs and into the cold air.

<Jeane's POV>

I shoved myself up and hurried out the door to Gerard. I found him smoking a cig. He didn't enknowledge I was next to him. I stuttered out, ":I'm sorry." He turned away in a fury. How could i do this to him. Now, I felt like a whore. I clasp his arm with my small hand. I tried to speak but no sound ignited as my mouth moved. I saw him drop his cigarette. Then everything went black...

<Jeane's POV>

"He's here." Alex announced to our band from upstairs. We were setting our sound equipment up in her Mom's basment for a gig. Our first ever gig was to take place in a matter of moments. I was so nervous beyond belief. I tried to keep my legs from morphing into jello onto the cold hard floor. I've practiced singing with my band forever, and in the shower (which I'm great at BTW), but never in front of others. I wanted to collapse into despair. I felt like my insides were about to see the light of day. I've always lacked confidence in myself. I skipped out of chorus, school musical, and play auditions because I got scared of me making a mistake, and taking a chance.

"Hurry Up, Jeane! Get your guitar together. He's coming downstairs,"Alex sang with heaps of joy as voice escaped her lips. I loathed how she oozzed confidence. She was so sure of herself without a doubt. I wasn't jealous of my best friend, but i wanted to be more like her. I wanted to fit in and be accepted and loved by all. Ever since my parents died two years ago, I've hid myself from the world. I only reveal my true feelings through my lyrics. I've always put on a mask for people to see. I just wanted to be real with others, and music has helped me deal with stress and my horrible life. It was only after Panic!At the Disco became famous that I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to become a famous musician of emo DancePunk music. I started a band called 'Odd Girl Out' and posted some of our demos online. We caught the attention of Pete Wentz, and now he is going to watch us perform in Alex's basement.

I took a deep breath and stood near the mic. I saw Alex motion for Pete Wentz to sit on a couch near by to watch us, and she took her place as bassist. Her sister (Audrey) was our drummer, and our lead guitarist was our other friend, Hallie. I took one last deep breath and sang through three songs. I was busy staring into Pete's dreamy brown eyes the whole time. After our performance, I prayed he didn't notice.

<AFTER PERFORMANCE> <Pete's POV>

I was totally going to sign Odd Girl Out. They were aweasome during their performance. They had all the right moves, voice, guitar chords and catchy choruses everyone loves to hear and obsess over. Alex, Audrey, and Hallie were all good looking, but Jeane was stunningly beautiful. She had dark auburn hair with intense green eyes, and rosy red lips. Her voice warmed my heart, and her eyes burned my soul as she watched me the whole time she strummed her guitar. I wanted to meet her, talk to her, and be by her side.

"You are signed artists, ladies." I smirked as they jumped with excitement tattooed all over their faces.

"So when do we start recording our debut album?" Hallie asked.

"When will we be on tour? Where are we going to be? Can I meet Patrick Stump? Oh MY GAWD!" Alex cried. They were overwhelemed, but i glanced over at Jeane who smiled modestly. She shook my hand.

"Hi, Thanks. Umm..." Jeane stuttered out. I could tell she was nervous.

"Well, i have to go and get my contract for you girls, and I'll be back. Congratulations." I said to break the awkard silence. I then left their house.

8 MONTHS LATER <Hallie POV>

I can't believe I'm actually going on tour with my best friends in the world, and I'll be meeting Fall Out Boy! Alex, Jeane, Audrey and I brought our suitcases out into Alex's bedroom and started to shove all our belongings into them.

"Ha ha! I will meet Spencer Smith From Our Tour! AHHHH!!!" Audrey screamed as she plopped on her bed. It was so exciting. We'll be hanging out with Fall Out Boy, Panic At the Disco and My Chemical Romance!

"So, who do you like?" I asked Alex and Jeane. Alex quickly shouted, "Patrick Stump!" While Jeane looked dumbfounded. Maybe she was uncertain about going on tour. She would be away from our town (Las Vegas, Nevada). She always visits her parents graves on Sunday to pay her respects. It would break her heart.

"Are You Okay? Jeane?" I asked. She nodded.

"I'm just so confused about everything that is happening right now. It just seems to be happening to fast. I mean 8 months ago we signed a contract, recorded our album, and now our two hit singles 'Happliy Never After' and 'Magic Marker Love' are #1's on the Charts."

I didn't understand so I just shrugged. "You know, Let's just be happy for us. So Who do you like?"

Jeane pondered for a moment, and smirked shyly. "Gerard Way. He has the most beautiful and heartbreaking lyrics ever."

We all laughed. What could be more heartbreaking then our songs. Our songs were all about death and press coverage. Jeane laughed too. "Well, I guess I'm happy about this tour." She said. We all hugged and jammed to "Dance, Dance" and "I write Sins Not Tragdies." Yes, Life was Good, but it was about to get even better.

ON TOUR W/PANIC!AT THE DISCO & FALL OUT BOY & MY CHEMICAL ROMANCE       <Gerard's POV>

Bob,Frank,Ray and Mikey walked into our tour bus to find a group of girls conversing with Pete and Patrick from Fall Out Boy. All of them were wearing heavy make up, mini skirts and hello kitty hoodies except for one. She had beautiful auburn brown hair, smokey green eyes, rose red lips, black clothes and was wearing a hoodie with our band name on it. She was a devoted fan. I could tell.

"Hey Pete!" I called over to them. Pete and Patrick were followed by all the girls to where we were. Bob and Frank started to flirt with the drummer and guitarist. Ray and Mikey were talking to the bassist and Patrick. Pete, the goth girl and i were left silent.

"So, This is my new signed band called Odd Girl Out. This is their very talented singer, Jeane Monroe." Pete introduced Jeane and I at once. I gave her a smile, and she blushed red.

"Oooh...someone likes Gerard!" Alex squealed. Jeane shoved her elbow into Alex's stomach. Everyone laughed out loud. I was embarassed. I hope this doesn't keep Jeane from liking me. She was so sweet and cute with her dark black eyeliner and green eyes. Jeane parted through our small crowd and burst outside the tour bus. Alex sighed. I had to go outside and see if she was okay. I looked at Mikey and my eyes said i would be outside.

<OUTSIDE> <JEANE' POV>

I can't believe Alex did that to me. It wasn't a big deal, but everyone started laughing. The last thing i wanted on tour was a crush or even a shot at first love. I heard the tour bus door open and close behind me. It was cold and dark outside and i wanted was some coffee and a break from sound checks. I sensed someone was behind me, and turned around. Gerard was standing there in his black parade costume and platiumn blonde hair. The moonlight shined on his pale white face making him look like a porcelain doll. There was an awkard silence when he coughed slightly, and gazed up at the moon.

"I hope you weren't humiliated in there." He sighed, and a cloud of smoke escaped from his chaped lips.

"Do you need some chap stick?" I asked. He shot a worried glance. " I mean, i don't want to insult you, it's just you look like you need some." He nodded. I gave him the balm.

"So,you write really good songs. I've listened to your singles. They're extradorinarly brilliant, and highly personal," He applied some lip stick as he commented.

I could feel a rush of warmth caress my cheeks. "Thanks. I write about my life.I love our songs. I'm like a big fan." He smiled.

"Well, we all have our inspirators." He shuffled his feet on the parking lot pavement.He sat down and continued to stare at the wondrous sight of a withered moon. I sat next to him and sighed.

"I was wondering if.." Gerard began.

"If what?" I asked. We turned and faced each other. I looked deep into his brown eyes and smiled. He shot a puzzled look. I shifted.

"I was wondering if you could go see a movie with me?" He asked, as he inched closer to my face. I inched slightly over to him and stared into his eyes.

"You have beautiful eyes." I commented. He blushed, and pressed his lips against mine. I felt a surge of elecricity shoot through my body from his icy kiss. JUst before i pulled away i heard the tour bus door open...