Hello People! I am bubblybutserous, and this is my first ever story, so don't be a bish about it, a'ight? This story will ship Starlie, Scohini, and Wenlivia, so don't complain about how Charlie and Stella are together, because they're my OTP. God dammit I'm messed up. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR THE MOVIE. I DON'T OWN DISNEY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. _

NO ONE'S POV:

It was Friday, January 9th, 2012, and Lemonade Mouth had all met up at Dante's, per usual, but Charlie had brought his new girlfriend, Veronica, to join them. Charlie thought she was just plain sweet, but the rest of the band, especially Stella Yamada, their lead guitarist, knew she was a cunning little two-faced bitch, who only wanted to be known as "Charlie Delgado's girlfriend".

The band had all sat down at the table, Charlie pulling up an extra seat for Veronica, when they all realized something. Where is Stella? Mo thought, as Scott began talking to Wen. Just then, the band's usually loud and spitfire-y guitarist walked through the door, her hair a little out of place, and a tear running subconsciously down Stella's face. Olivia could slightly make out faint bruises on the guitarist's arms and face, clearly covered with concealer.

The two other girls looked at each other frantically, wondering just what had happened. Mo guessed it was between Stella and her stubborn ex, Jason.

Stella made her way to the table, slapping on a fake smile, and sitting down beside Wen, facing away from everyone. "Hey, Stel. Why were you late?" Mo asked, testing the waters. Stella turned to her shakily, and tried to come up with an excuse. "Uhhh... Reznik held me up after practice. Wanted to check on my guitar. She thought the chords to the amp were tangled." She lied unconvincingly. The boys were happily oblivious as they continued hogging the pizza, Charlie trying to shake Veronica off his arm.

Mo and Olivia shared a look, and Olivia asked, "Stella? Would you come with Mo and I for a sec?" Stella nodded nervously, and the three girls stood up, walking away from the still- struggling Charlie and the full Wen and Scott.

The two girls led Stella into the bathroom, where she broke down in tears. Mo pulled Stella to her, and Olivia ran some cold water over a towel in her bag, placing it on Stella's forehead, hoping to cool her down.

AS Stella began calming down, she told the girls what had happened. She was on her way to her car, when Jason stopped her, begging for forgiveness, as he cheated on her a month ago. She told him to leave her alone, and that they were done, when he grabbed her and slapped her repeatedly, calling her a useless slut that should go kill herself.

By now, Olivia was livid. She wanted to scream at the bastard who abused and hurt her best friend. Instead, the girls walked silently out of the bathroom, each of them holding onto either one of Stella's arms.

The girls then announced that they were all going home, and that they were taking Stella with them. At this, Charlie looked concerned. "You alright, Stella?" She nodded weakly. "You sure? Look, if that bastard's bothering you-" Veronica cut him off. "She said she was fine, Charles!"

The girls then walked out of the restaurant, and angry Veronica following behind. Stella looked around to be slapped by the Tall blonde. "I swear! It's all your fault Charlie broke up with me! If you had never existed-" The old Stella Yamada returned, and slapped Veronica back, and finished her sentence. "Then you wouldn't have a band to worship, you ungrateful little bitch." Veronica ran away, and the girls continued to Stella's car.

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The girls pulled up to Stella's house, and as usual, nobody was home. The girls piled in, and immediately went to Stella's room, where they borrowed some of her sweats to change into, and stalked back downstairs, Mo looking for a romantic movie, and Stella and Olivia scrounging around for sweets and chocolate. Stella found 3 containers of chocolate butter cream frosting, and got out 3 big spoons, as Olivia got the Neapolitan ice cream.

The three all sat down as Mo popped in "The Notebook", and they prepared for the tears, bringing out a box or two of tissues.

3 hours and many tears later,the doorbell rang, and Olivia popped up quickly to check who it was. "It's the guys. Should I let them in?" Mo nodded, and looked to Stella, who was fast asleep, curled up against Mo's shoulder.

Olivia opened the door to find all three boys, equipped with sleeping bags and pillows, all in their pajama pants and t- shirts.

After she lat them all in, Scott joined Mo on the couch, Wen hugged Olivia, and Charlie just looked at the still sleeping Stella in adoration. Mo smirked at him. Did he like Stella?

After it was beginning to get late, The band mates all began to fall asleep.

STELLA POV:

I woke up in the dark, and realized the rest of the band had come over. I took a look at the time on my phone. 2:37. Ugh. I looked around the room. Scott and Mo were cuddled up on the love seat, while Wen was hugging Olivia in his sleep on the floor. Where was Charlie?

I got my answer when I felt someone tighten their arms around my waist and breath down my neck. I carefully turned to see a lightly snoring Charlie, his hair all over the place, and a peaceful look on his face. I smiled. Why was he so fudging adorable- WAIT WHAT DID I JUST THINK?! I smiled and brushed his hair out of his face, causing him to scrunch his nose up a little, and his arms to tense around my petite body.

I pushed aside my questions and snuggled into his chest, not caring about the teasing I was most definitely going to get in the morning. Did I like Charlie, though? No! No way could I ever like Charlie, and he would never like me. End of story.

MORNIN" TIME

I woke up to the smell of pancakes and hushed chatter. I got up from the couch, and made my way silently to the dining room, where I could hear a clearly livid Olivia and the rest of the band.

"SO you mean to tell me that her ex just showed up, asked for forgiveness, and then abused her, both physically and mentally?!" I could hear Charlie nearly shout. This made my head hurt, and the oh- so- graceful me decided to walk in at that moment, covering my ears, still wrapped in my blanket. Everybody's heads whipped around to face me, and Charlie's eyes softened. They were all standing in the kitchen, still in their pajamas, but t hey all looked wide awake now.

For some reason, my legs grew a brain, and I walked over to Charlie, and buried my face in his chest. I took a quick sniff, and relished in the smell of mint, cologne, and twizzlers- odd combination, but very Charlie.

I could practically see Mo's smirk, and Olivia's smile. Charlie unquestionably wrapped his arms around my waist as I complained that I was tired. He just laughed.

There was still a question in the back of my mind, though...

Did I like Charlie?

I guess I'll just ignore it for now...