Prologue;

'So, why did you have to go? Is there something I could say to make you turn around? 'Cause nights like these I wish I'd said don't go. 'Mayday Parade – Champagnes For Celebrating (I'll Have A Martini)

The rain was getting heavy and thick, almost obscuring my view when I finally found where I was wandering too. I leaned against the railing, looking over at the churning ocean, a black mass that seemed to be sucking the entire bright colour out of the surrounding world, leaving everything a dull greyish tinge.

I pulled my hood over my face, protecting my raw skin from the howling wind that made my hair slick with water, so it stuck to my face like glue.

"Only one look, only one look and I'm gone" I promised myself, as my body became frozen and started to scream profanities at me.

Almost as if someone had heard my soul screaming out, I saw a hooded figure walk up to the railing about three feet away from me, and lean out just like I was, something clenched in their hands.

Because I was so close, I could see hair sticking out of a beanie, which was tucked into their hood. Their hair was a light brown, a few shades darker due to the rain. I know this person, I know this man, to be more precise.

We hadn't been this close since…

I refused to let myself finish that thought, think about the main reason I had wandered aimlessly here without real thought.

Despite my inner tumour, and obvious posture and breathing change, he remained impassive, looking out at the sea, glaring more likely, as if the ocean would part and reveal whatever he wanted. I was safe to stare; he didn't pay attention to anyone near him, as his entire focus was on whatever he was dangling over the edge, so close to dropping it in the water so it was gone forever.

"You're just a daydream away, I wouldn't know what to say, if I had you" He started to sing softly, it built with emotion, so the last few lines were barely audible, "And, I'll keep you a daydream away, just watch from a safe place, so I never have to lose…"

I watched, unable to breathe as he dropped the shiny object from his hand into the ocean. Before it impacted with the dark waves, I saw that it was a CD with a name scrawled on it in black ink.

"I lost you, even though I left you, to protect you, from afar" I heard him choke out, I knew the wetness building round his eyes and dropping from his nose didn't have anything to do with the weather.

He walked away, leaving behind whatever he came for, I felt the tears building up in my eyes, and that strange feeling I got in the tip of my nose whenever a particularly huge, headache-giving cry came on.

Did he even know I was here?

Did he even… care?

Without thinking, I turned and ran.

Ran and ran away, past people who were staring at me, the girl with wet hair and running makeup, running away from what looked like could only be the devil from the fear and loss on her face. I closed my eyes tight.

When I finally opened my eyes, I had somehow gotten myself home through the mass of an emotionally charged blur. I was sitting on the floor with my back against the front door, my arms wrapped around my knees, as if I was trying to hold myself together.

Suddenly, a small envelop fell from the letterbox straight into my lap, my name scrawled haphazardly in black sharpie across it.

'Dear April, you should watch this, love those crazy guys from tour'

No signature, even though I had a slight idea who it could be from, and my interest and fear spiked, I slid my nail across the flap, and opened the envelop, a CD slid out, once again, my name scrawled on in the same pen and handwriting.

I sighed, pulling myself to my feet. I felt slightly off balance as I stumbled into my front room, sinking to my knees again as I placed the disk in my DVD player.

I pressed play, and watched myself and a collection of other people in bands and crew say

"Welcome to All Time Low's STD; Take Two"

A/N; I do not own any band, song, or any person I mention throughout this fanfiction unless they are my own creation, then you are not allowed to use them without my permission.

Anyway, new fanfic, I know I haven't finished any of them. Man, I'm so bad. Sorry. I swear I will. I promise, and reviews actually help me with ideas BTW. So don't just read and think bla bla bla I could help by reviewing AND NOT DOING IT. Actually review and I'll update more, if people don't review something much, I won't touch it while I sort out the more popular ones. ANYWAY, RANT OVER.

Enjoy, Katie~ :heart: