"Thought you could be the one, and my only. I wanna be faithful but I can't keep my hands out the cookie jar." Joe sang loudly, bouncing up and down.

"Could you stop?" Nick asked, irritated.

"You see I've got this problem, I need help tryin' to solve it-"

"Joe-"

"Cause meeting after meeting and I'm still a-"

"Joseph-"

"COOKIE HOLIC." Joe screeched, pausing. "Yes?" Nick glared. "Kay. You can hide 'em-"

"Shut up!" Nick snapped, silencing him.

"I was just fooling around." Joe said, frowning. "Jeez."

"Sorry." Nick mumbled. "I'm just...paranoid."

"Just might be paranoid." He sang again, making Nick narrow his eyes. He coughed. "Sorry, sorry. Why?"

"I dunno. I got this...bad feeling about tonight's concert."

"What kinda bad feeling?" He shrugged.

"I just think something's gonna happen. Something bad."

"Nahh." Joe said, slapping his shoulder. "Everything'll be fine." Nick sighed.

"I hope you're right."

"Stellaaa!" Macy said, rocking on her heels. "Are you almost finished?"

"For the last time, no. If you keep moving I'll take even longer." She scolded.

"Fine." Macy huffed, stopping her movements. "I can't wait for the concert, that's all."

"I know, Mace." She stood straight, looking over her work. She'd just put Macy in a new outfit, and she was making sure it was perfect. If it wasn't, they wouldn't leave until it was.

"Finished?" Macy asked.

"Hmm.." Stella tapped her foot. "It's missing something."

"JONAS backstage pass?" Macy asked sheepishly.

"Yes!" She said, eyes bright as she pulled it around her neck. "Now, it's perfect." She grinned. Macy looked down at herself. A purple top, dark skinny jeans, flip flops and a charm bracelet Stella had gotten her for her birthday. Simple outfit, but it had taken nearly an hour to pick it out. Add another 30 minutes to get her hair to curl perfectly, and here they were. "Time to go." Stella said, picking up her car keys on the way to the door.

"Finally." Macy said, rolling her eyes and following her out.

Stella parked in private parking, for Big Rob had given them a password (Choco taco. Kevin thought of it.) to give, so security would let them in. Macy was shaking as they stepped backstage. The boys thought she had calmed down enough to be allowed backstage. It was her first time coming back here. "Macy, calm down."

"Uh-huh." She nodded, eyes darting around.

"There they are." Stella said, then lifted her hand to her mouth and whistled loudly. They looked over and she waved. "Ready, Mace?"

"As I'll ever be." She squeaked as they grew closer. Joe instantly gave Stella a hello hug (which lasted a little longer then it should have), Kevin following. Nick offered Macy a smile and stepped closer. She bit her lip as he wrapped his arms around her, cautiously doing the same. Eleven seconds. She counted. They pulled back, Nick chuckling at her flustered face. Kevin and Joe gave her hugs, and they started a casual conversation. Nick stuck to her side and she noticed he was a bit distant. "Uh, Nick?"

"Huh?" He blinked. "Yeah, Mace?"

"A-Are you okay?" He frowned slightly, then shrugged.

"I guess."

"Are you sure?"

"Nothing to worry about, Macy." He assured, smiling.

"O-Okay." She nodded, turning back to others. But, that nervous tone and the look in his eye had her a bit worried.

"How are you guys tonight?" Joe yelled in the mic, smiling as the crowd screamed louder. "Alright, alright." He chuckled. "ARE YOU READ-AY?!" The opening notes of One Man Show started, and Macy and Stella couldn't resist falling into the atmosphere of the concert and started screaming and dancing along with the others girls. They had decided to watch from the audience, claiming it'd be more fun. Nick seemed to be fine now, playing and singing, smiling at the crowd. As the concert raged on, Macy suddenly felt uneasy. Something made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, but she wasn't sure what. She looked around, confused, but found nothing unusual.

"Mace? You okay?" Stella asked, nudging her side.

"Fine." She said simply, trying to focus on the boys in front of her. She noticed Nick was glancing around with a confused look, just as she was. His eyes fell on her for a moment, and she got a chill down her spine. Her eyes glazed over and she stared off into space as something began playing in her mind.

They were at the concert, and the guys had just finished Poison Ivy, when an alarmed scream broke out. Being so close, Macy heard it, but not many payed attention. Not many could tell the difference of the screams. "He has a gun!" She heard someone yell suddenly. She gasped, staring in shock as the gun glistened in the light.

"Someone stop him!"

"Oh my God!" They backed away from, leaving him in the center of an empty circle as the gun went off. The crowd jumped and Kevin and Joe whipped in the direction. But it was too late. The bullet had hit Nick in such a speed it would of been impossible to avoid it. His eyes widened as he fell backwards, blood trickling down his lip. His faded eyes stared at the ceiling of the stadium as panic rested over the concert area. His brothers were shaking him, screaming at him to get up. The fans were crying and sobbing. Stella was trying to get on stage, pulling a shocked Macy behind her.

"No! Nick! Open your eyes!" They heard Kevin yell, tears falling from his eyes. Stella had managed to force thems on stage, past awestruck violinists. Stella released Macy, falling to her knees and attempting CPR in a desperate attempt to keep him breathing. Nick's eyes cracked half way open and they slowly turned. She didn't know if it was the confusion, of the shock, but for some reason, it seemed as though he was looking right at her. She opened her mouth, but her voice only came out in a whisper as paramedics pushed past her.

"Nick?"

"Macy! Macy!" Stella said, annoyed, shaking her. "What's wrong with you? You've been standing there-"

"Nick." She said, whirling in every direction.

"What about Nick? You're being really weird, Mace." She didn't pay any attention to the blond as her eyes darted from person to person. They landed on a rather shady looking man, who was standing in the center of many people. He had a hard look on his face, his hands stuffed in a black jacket. He pulled out his left hand slightly, and Macy saw the metal glisten under the light.

"No." She whispered. In panic, she jumped over the boundry line, clawing her arms onto the stage securly.

"Macy! What are you doing?! You can't-!" She heard Stella yell in protest, but she was already on the stage. She was seated on the corner, and found the man again. He had lifted the gun into the air already, and everything seemed to be going in slow motion. She stood and ran at full speed (she silently thanked her mother for making her join track) at Nick and took him to the ground. He flew backwards, landing a few feet from where he was standing with a small 'oof!' from the impact.

Bang.

New story idea.
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And I apologize if there are some typos or anything.
Firefox isn't working, and internet explorer doesn't have spelling check. :P