Behind the Songs, a lemonade mouth fanfic

"OK, OK... second order of business... a song!" Stella announced, causing whoop's and yea's to chorus throughout the music room.

"Well... Wen and I were working on something a little while ago. Wanna show them?" Olivia asked Wen, a strange glimmer in her eyes as she glanced at her redheaded band mate.

"Uh... yea, sure thing!" Wen nodded, standing up and heading towards the keyboard, Olivia right behind him.

As he began to hit the keys and Olivia sang the few lines she had come up with, Charlie couldn't help that he wasn't really paying attention to the music.

He was too focused on the performer. And no, not Olivia!

Wen.

He liked him. A lot. More than a friend should like another friend, but it didn't matter anyway.

It wasn't like Wen would ever feel the same, right?

"Wow, guys, that was amazing!" Mo applauded lightly, causing Stella to slap her hands together loudly in appreciation of their song, the loud noise snapping Charlie out of his trance as he too began to clap.

"Thank you, thank you very much!" Wen replied with an atrocious Elvis Presley impression, making Charlie laugh heartily and the girls giggle.

Damn... why did he have to be so adorable?, Charlie thought to himself as he blushed lightly as he and Wen locked gazes. Little did he know, Olivia had been watching them for the past half hour, and she made a mental note of the way Charlie and Wen would look at each other when the other person wasn't looking.

Olivia had a hunch... she could only hope she was wrong. And that the slight pang of jealousy would fade...

"Hey, Wen!" Charlie called out to the taller male as he entered the music room, lemonade can in his hand and a smile on his face, "Wussup?"

Wen, who was currently sitting at the keyboard and tapping away at the keys, halted his movements and lifted his head up to face Charlie, a smile beginning to grace his lips, and a glow spreading about his face.

"Hey, Charlie!" he greeted back, "I'm really glad you're here, actually. See, I was writing my rap - or, well, trying to write my rap - with Olivia the other day, and I wondered if you could take a look at it?" he asked the young brunette.

Of course, Charlie thought, it's always about Olivia...

"And when I say trying," Wen continued, regaining Charlie's attention (not that it ever really left the defined features of Wen's face), "I mean, I wrote the whole thing, and Olivia just didn't really get the whole concept of rapping. Y'know, she was all 'It's just fast talking that sounds strange and no one can make out a word you're saying', and I just got annoyed with her in the end and wrote it myself," Wen concluded, reaching over to take a piece of paper off the top of a small pile, and passing it to Charlie.

The brunette looked over the lyrics before a grin appeared on his mouth.

"Wen!" he cried, "Dude, this is awesome! And, let me guess... you wrote most of the lyrics to the, ahem, singing part of Determinate? Like, Olivia's part?" Charlie questioned. Wen rolled his eyes.

"Of course, who else? Olivia basically only wrote the first two lines of the entire song, but... I didn't want to have to take all the credit, and I thought she perhaps deserved some for being so brave and taking a chance with this band,"

"Dude, stop being so modest! Give yourself some more credit, you're honestly so talented!"

And I'm not just saying that because I have a major crush on you..., Charlie thought, mentally slapping himself for ruining his mini pep talk.

"Thanks, Charlie," Wen replied to his friend, standing and bringing him into a warm, thankful hug, neither of them minding the way it lasted for a lot longer than the usual two second man-hugs. No, this was more like... a minute? Neither of them could be sure...

"Oh, and Wen?" Charlie spoke up, reluctantly breaking their intimate embrace, only to look into Wen's eyes and speak again.

"... 'It's Wen and I'm musically inclined'? Try..." he paused for a moment, closing his eyes, taking in a breath and reopening his eyes again, a glaze of emotion that Wen couldn't figure out ghosting over the usual warm brown colour that was Charlie's eyes.

"... Try 'Heaven-sent'..." Charlie barely whispered, before turning, picking up his lemonade that he'd left on one of the desks when he'd walked in, and walking out of the door.

As soon as the door closed behind Charlie, Wen let the smile take over his face; he was almost giddy with the excitement of being so close to Charlie. Then it dawned on him what Charlie had said.

"... Heaven-sent?"

Trying hard to fight these tears
I'm crazy worried
Messing with my head this fear
I'm so sorry
You know you gotta get it out
I can't take it
That's what being friends about

I, I want to cry
I can't deny
Tonight I wanna up and hide
And get inside
It isn't right
I gotta live in my life
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it

Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Determinate, d-determinate
Push until you can't and then demand more
Determinate, d-determinate
You and me together, we can make it better
Gotta turn the world into your dance floor
Determinate, d-determinate

Hate to feel this way
And waste a day
I gotta get myself on stage
I shouldn't wait or be afraid
The chips will fall where they may
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it
I know I, I know I
I know I gotta do it

Okay, It's Wen and I'm heaven-sent
Music like a veteran
Renegade, lemonade, use it in my medicine
Go ahead and try to name a band we ain't better than
Reason why the whole world's picking us instead of them
People need a breather 'cause they're feeling that adrenaline
Stop! Now hurry up and let us in. Knock!
'Cause we're coming to your house (and)
People keep on smiling like a lemon's in their mouth
I'm the real deal, you know how I feel
While they're in it for a bill
We're just in it for the thrill
Get down now, I ain't playin' around
Get your feet up on the ground
And just make that sound like

Come on and, come on and
Come on and get it going
Come on and, come on and
Come on and get it going
On the dance floor
On the dance floor
D-D-Dance floor

Determinate!

(Wen's journal [so not a dang diary!]: entry 103)

'You and me together, we can make it better'... hands up who knows who I was thinking about when I was writing this song?

Charlie, of course...

And the whole 'Heaven-sent' thing? He sure knows how to pull on my heart strings... man, I'm such a sap...

I'm pretty sure he doesn't like me back - I don't even think he's gay! And I'm sure he likes Mo, anyways...

But, for our whole first real performance of 'Determinate', I couldn't help but keep looking at him for almost the entire song. He was my drive and inspiration for this song. Olivia can take all the credit she wants as far as the band is concerned, but the song will always be something dear to me, almost as much as Charlie is dear to me.

I like you, Charlie Delgado. A lot.

(3rd person)

Weeks after the success of their first song and after Mo wrote another more upbeat song called 'She's So Gone', the band decided it was time for a style change in their next song.

"What about..." Charlie spoke quietly, before he trailed off. He didn't usually speak up mush in these song writing meetings, so was nervous about putting his very first idea forward.

"What is it, Charlie?" Wen, who was leaning against the desk next to him, asked. He rested a hand on Charlie's right shoulder for encouragement. Olivia felt that familiar feeling bubble up inside of her again.

"Well... what if we, I don't know..." his voice lowered to a sound barely below a mutter, but it was still loud enough for everyone in the room to hear.

"What if we toned it down a little? If we slowed down the pace and perhaps wrote lyrics that are meaningful to all of us. Like a song that could represent and show off the entire band?"

Silence followed for a few seconds as everyone thought over Charlie's proposal, said boy becoming more and more nervous with the anticipation and the tension...

"Well, I for one, think it's a great idea!" Wen finally said, breaking the silence and making Olivia jump slightly from the volume of his clear voice.

"Really?" Charlie couldn't help but smile under Wen's praise.

"Yea, of course! I mean, we're all really close..."

Some more than others..., Wen thought, glancing at Charlie.

"... And I suppose we're really more than a band, so..."

"That's it!" Stella's enthusiastic voice rang out through the classroom.

"What's 'it'?" Charlie and Wen asked, at the same time which caused them both to look at each other and laugh, as Mo rolled her eyes in amusement and Olivia frowned slightly at the sight.

"More Than a Band... that's what we'll call the song! Nice work Charlie!" she congratulated the youngest member of Lemonade Mouth, hi-fiving him, and Wen and Mo followed suit. Olivia held back; not that Charlie - or anyone else, for that matter - noticed.

"Alright then, let's get to work!" Wen cheered, as he practically bounced over to the keyboard, as the others walked like sane people to their respective instruments and Olivia took hold of the microphone.

"OK, guys. Let's try something like this..."

"Hey, Wen!" Charlie chirped as he breezed into the music room. Wen was, yet again, reworking their 'More Than a Band' song.

"Hey, man! Do you know how much easier it is to write a song with you than Olivia? Usually I'm changing... ahem, editing, nearly everything she writes so it'll either rhyme better, or sound better... or make sense!" at this Charlie chuckled, his chocolate brown eyes glittering. Wen let out a quiet laugh, too, before continuing.

"Anyway... your stuff? I can't touch it,"

"Sure you can. I mean I don't mind if you don't like it, I'm sure your stuff will be so much better..." Charlie looked worn a little sadly.

"No! No, no, no... that is not what I meant by that at all! What I did mean was, that..." he let out a shaky breath, "Your song lyrics... they really hit home for me..."

"What do you mean?" Charlie asked, curious as to what Wen could be referring to.

Oh no..., Charlie thought, beginning to panic, does he know I was writing about him?

"Just..." Wen appeared to be thinking over what to say, before he shook his head, "It doesn't matter, Charlie. But was does matter, is that you have an incredible talent, dude! We should write a song together, sometime!"

"You mean it?" Charlie practically glowed as he beamed up at the redhead.

"Of course I mean it, Charlie! You, and me... we'd be unstoppable!" Wen laughed, before blushing as he realised what he said. Charlie didn't seem to take it that way, though, and he felt relief wash over him as they both laughed.

I can't pretend
To know how you feel
But know that I'm here
Know that I'm real

Say what you want
Or don't talk at all

I'm not gonna let you fall

Reach for my hand
'Cause it's held out for you
My shoulders are small
But you can cry on them too

Everything changes
But one thing is true
Understand
We'll always be more than a band

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You used to brave the world
All on your own
Now we won't let you go, go it alone

Be who you wanna be
Always stand tall

Not gonna let you fall

Reach for my hand
'Cause it's held out for you
My shoulders are strong
But you can cry on them too

Everything changes
But one thing is true
Understand
We'll always be more than a band

I never knew you could take me so far
I've always wanted to hope that you are the ones I need

Reach for my hand
'Cause it's held out for you
My shoulders are strong
But you can cry on them too (cry on them too)

Everything changes
But one thing is true
Understand
We'll always be more than a band

Reach for my hand
'Cause it's held out for you
My shoulders are strong
But you can cry on them too

Everything changes
But one thing is true
Understand

We'll always be more than a band

(Wen's journal [so not a dang diary!]: entry 104)

Man, I have got to stop thinking all about Charlie during these band meetings! 'Reach for my hand 'cause it's held out for you'? It didn't help that I was looking at his hand at the point I blurted that out when we were sitting next to each other and our hands were ALMOST TOUCHING EACH OTHER!

*Sigh*... I'm in deep, right?

But, Charlie and I... he'll always be more than a band mate to me. Sure, Stella, Olivia, and Mo maybe more than that too - they're my friends now - but with Charlie, it's different. And he's super talented too. That's why I was so glad when he came over after our performance of 'More Than a Band' - thoughout which I could NOT STOP STARING AT HIM! I've really got to watch what I'm doing...

I really like you, Charlie Delgado. A lot.

"OK, guys so before we start!" Stella announced at the next meet, "Wen and Charlie have been working on a song, or so they tell me. So... let's hear it!" she turned to the boys smiling.

"Can you guys do us a favour?" Charlie first asked his band mates.

"Yea," Wen jumped in, "Can you try to come up with a name for this song? We've had stuff like 'Just a Rollercoaster', and 'Don't Stop', but it just didn't seem... right."

"OK, will do, now come on! I wanna hear it!" Mo pushed, eager to hear the song.

As the two male band members began to play, a look suddenly spread across Olivia's face. It wasn't a look of jealousy or hurt, but a look of realisation.

It was Charlie..., she thought as she watched Wen gaze almost longingly at Charlie, it's always been Charlie for him...

As the two boys finished their song, Olivia straight away was standing and cheering.

"We have a breakthrough!" she practically shouted, as Wen and Charlie turned to each other with matching grins.

"Breakthrough!" they yelled out in unison, hugging and cheering that they had finally found a name for the song!

(Oooh Yeah mmm breakthrough)

Up down spinnin' all around
Fly high, fallin' to the ground
Sometimes dreams can feel so far away
Time keeps skippin' out of beat
Left, right, trippin' on your feet
Life is like a string of cloudy days

(Here we go)
Sometimes it's raisin' your voice
Sometimes it's makin' some noise
Sometimes it's provin' to the world it was wrong
Whenever you can't see the light
Whenever there's no end in sight
Keep on movin' on
Keep on movin' on

Here comes a breakthrough
Here comes a day
Here comes a moment that you gotta go for it
So don't let it get away
It's time I breakthrough
Just turn the page
Cause every day I'm getting closer
Life is just a rollercoaster

Shake it 'til you make it 'til you're breakin' on through
Don't stop 'til you're breakin' on through
Shake it 'til you make it 'til you're breakin' on through
Don't stop 'til you're breakin' on through

Stop, still take another breath
Roadblock, move it to the left
Get around whatever's in your way
Heartbreak, pick up all the pieces
Don't stop dancin' in the bleachers
It's gonna be your turn to play
Gonna be your turn to play

Sometimes it's raisin' your voice
Sometimes it's makin' some noise
Sometimes it's provin' to the world it was wrong
Whenever you can't see the light
Whenever there's no end in sight (Here we go)
Keep on moving on
Keep on moving on

Here comes a breakthrough
Here comes a day
Here comes a moment that you gotta go for it
So don't let it get away
It's all about a breakthrough
Just turn the page
Cause every day you're getting closer
Life is just a rollercoaster

I can see it in the blind site
Movin' through the limelight
Groovin' to my music I'ma use it when the time's right
Hopin' I can do it through
The shadows I can shine bright
Usually in life there's one shot
And this is our night
Listen to the rhythm we givin' and it'll make you
Start pushin' through barriers It'll take you
Wherever that you wanna go
Never too late to
Keep pushin' 'til you breakthrough

Sometimes it's raisin' your voice
Sometimes it's makin' some noise
Sometimes it's provin' to the world it was wrong (world it was wrong)
Whenever you can't see the light (can't see the light)
Whenever there's no end in sight (no end in sight)
Keep on movin' on
Keep on movin' on

Here comes a breakthrough
Here comes a day
Here comes a moment that you gotta go for it
It's time I breakthrough
Just turn the page
Cause every day I'm getting closer
Life is just a rollercoaster

Shake it 'til you make it you're breakin' on through
Don't stop 'til you're breakin' on through
Shake it 'til you make it you're breakin' on through (put your hands up)
Don't stop 'til you're breakin' on through (put your hands up)

Shake it 'til you make it you're breakin' on through
Don't stop 'til you're breakin' on through (don't stop, don't stop, don't stop no)
Shake it 'til you make it you're breakin' on through
Don't stop

Here comes a breakthrough!

At that last note, Wen couldn't help it any more. He got away from the keyboard, ran over to Charlie, pulled him up to eye level... and kissed him...

In front of nearly 10 thousand people!

"...We have a Breakthrough!" Olivia sing-songed into the microphone as the crowd cheered.

Wen slowly pulled away from Charlie, only to say...

"I love you, Charlie Delgado. A lot," Charlie smiled.

"You too, Wen, You too..."

No copyright infringement intended from my use of the songs.