I'm gonna make you bend and break
(It sends you to me without wait)
Say a prayer but let the good times roll
In case God doesn't show
(Let the good times roll, let the good times roll)
And I want these words to make things right
But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life
"Who does he think he is?"
If that's the worst you got
Better put your fingers back to the keys

Thnks fr th Mmmrs, Fall Out Boy

"Hey, Jordan," Alex strode over to his girlfriend who was violently throwing punches at a punching bag in the corner of a boxing gym. After she was able to walk the doctors told her to not do any running for a while, meaning that she couldn't play soccer for six months or so. So, she took up the sport of boxing.

"Hey," she stopped punching and stripped the gloves of her hands and threw her arms around Alex's neck. Once she let go she stepped back and smiled at him. "What are we doing tonight?"

He shrugged then smiled mischievously, "I was thinking of maybe going to that restaurant that you've been dying to go to ever since it opened last month."

"Oh my gosh!" she squealed happily, "I have to get home then!" Jordan's house was rebuilt and it was finished a week before but she decided to just stay a little while longer at Alex's house.

"Why?" he laughed while he let Jordan drag him towards the exit.

"I can't go out in sweaty workout clothes," she rolled her eyes.

"It's not a formal restaurant, Jor."

"Yeah, but don't you want to look nice for karaoke?" she giggled.

"What?" he stopped dead in his tracks and stared at her.

"Yeah, every Thursday they have karaoke," she grinned, "and when you go up there and sing, you should look nice," she winked at him and then dragged him outside and into her brand new Ford Mustang GT.

"I'm not going to do karaoke," he stated flatly.

Jordan sighed and then slipped on her black, oversize Chanel sunglasses. "Please, Alex. You're doing karaoke."

An hour-and-a-half later they were sitting at a two-person table in a trendy new restaurant in London. Two teenage girls were singing badly to Girls Just Wanna Have Fun and Alex was practically sweating in his too-cute light blue button up.

"No," he told her for the hundredth time that night.

"Yes, you are," she told him and then took another sip of her root beer.

"Why don't you go up?"

"Because I don't want every stray dog in London to start barking along with me," he laughed and she just shook her head.

"Please, Jordan, I know you can sing. You sing in the shower all the time," he reassured and it was the truth. A week ago when she sang My Heart Will Go On he was at awe by her wonderful voice.

"No I can't," she persuaded in a drop-it-now-or-die voice.

"Yes you can, why don't you believe you can?" Alex narrowed his eyes down on her face, which basically screamed that she uncomfortable about the subject.

"He'll go up!" Jordan shouted loudly and pointed to Alex. He whirled around to find that the two girls were done singing and they were picking out someone new to sing.

"No!" he turned back around and hissed at her but she kept on screaming for him to go up.

"Alex will go up!" and everyone in the room was now agreeing with her.

"Come one, Alex," the male host grinned down at him from the mini stage, "if you don't come up tonight you'll hear about all night!"

Alex shook his and then looked up at her and sighed. "I hate you."

She smirked at him, "You know you love me."

Finally, he stood up and everybody whooped and cheered. Slowly, he made his way to the stage and he picked his song.

"This song is for my girlfriend, Jordan," he spoke into the microphone and smiled at her. Everybody awed and smiley genuinely at Jordan and said how great he was.

The music started and he began to sing.

"Well you done done me you bet I felt it.

I tried to beat you but your so hot that I melted.

I fell right through the cracks.

And now I'm trying to get back!"

Jordan couldn't help but laugh and clap as he sang to her from the stage. Her heart was overwhelming with love that she couldn't but be happy and joyous. That's when she knew. Jordan finally knew that she loved him and she knew that she had to tell him that once the song ended.

Once he reached the last lines of I'm Yours by Jason Mraz he heard a voice shout over the crowd that sound way to familiar.

"Go, Alex! Woo hoo!"

Alex whipped his head towards the entrance of the restaurant and saw the last person that he expected to see.

Sabina Pleasure.

Still in shock, he walked down the steps of the stage after giving the mic back to the host. Once he reached Jordan's table, Sabina threw her arms Alex's neck and kissed his cheek.

"Oh my gosh, Alex," she squealed, "it's been so long but my dad is back here for business for the summer and he agreed to let me stay with him. Oh my gosh, Alex, we can spend the summer together it's going to be so great! We're renting this great house with a pool and-"

Suddenly, Jordan used the belly jab she learned three weeks ago on Sabina's firm stomach making the wind knock out of her.

"Oof!" Sabina grunted and then stared up at Jordan's wild eyes. "What the hell-"

"Not to be rude but, who the hell are you?" Jordan demanded.

"Alex's friend, who are you?"

"Alex's girlfriend!"

Sabina stopped glaring at Jordan and fixed her gaze on Alex.

"You didn't tell me you had a girlfriend!"

Alex closed his eyes tightly and hoped that Sabina would just vanish back to the USA. When he opened his eyes again the two girls were still glaring at him and he hoped that maybe they would both go away.

"Well?" Jordan crossed her tan arms over her purple blouse and waited for a damn good excuse about why some chick ruined their night.

"Um… Sabina was my friend-"

"I'm pretty much his girlfriend, well was his girlfriend," she glared at him.

"What?!" Jordan screeched. Ten minutes ago she found out that she was in love with him and now she wanted to claw his; and Sabina's, eyes out.

"Yeah," he had to be honest. They did sort of have a thing going on.

"I can't believe this," she didn't even wait for him to say anything else. Jordan stormed out of the restaurant and drove off, leaving Alex without a ride.

"Alex," Sabina took his hand and look up at him with a soft expression, "forget about her. Let's just pick up from where we left off," she suggested and he thought for a moment.

"Okay."

After two hours of going to clubs with Sabina he stumbled into his house feeling giddy. He walked into the bathroom he shared with Jordan and splashed water on his face. When he came back up he realized that something was missing.

Everything that Jordan used in the morning, contacts, hairspray, toothbrush, hairbrush, and toothpaste, was missing.

"No!" he cried and ran into Jordan's room only to find it stripped of her things. Alex ran over to the closet and threw open the doors only to find hangers dangling from the bar.

"Shit!" he cried and then sat down on the bed.

God, how could he be so stupid? Jordan left and he from knowing her, she wasn't coming back soon.