"This isn't about Lemonade Mouth, Wen, this is about you not appreciating what you have. You have a family! Your dad! Your sister! Sydney! I don't even remember my mom, I haven't talked to my dad in years. And you have the nerve to feel sorry for yourself?" Olivia shouted.

Wen looked completely shocked. Since when was Olivia a loud person? She was always the one you had to strain to hear. And now she was shouting?

"Okay, fine, go ahead and give up. See if I care. I didn't even want to be in this band in the first place," Olivia stated.

"Then why'd you do it?" Wen yelled.

"For you, you jerk," Olivia screamed, then more softly, "I did it for you."

Wen stared after Olivia for what seemed like hours. How could he have been so stupid? He had really started to fall for their quiet lead singer. She was so beautiful, with her long blonde hair and her big blue eyes. The way she was so soft-spoken, yet she had this amazing voice. But the thing he loved the most is that she wasn't afraid to call him out on the things that he did. She always told him when he was out of line.

He started walking and didn't stop until he reached Olivia's house. When he knocked on the door, Olivia's grandma opened the door.

"Ms. White, is Olivia here?" Wen asked politely.

"Yeah, she's out in the backyard," she replied winking at Wen.

"Thank you," Wen smiled and walked around the porch and into the backyard.

When he got to the backyard, his heart broke. Olivia was sitting on the grass, crying her eyes out. He stood there, trying to figure out if he should go up to her or leave her there. His heart won.

"Livey?" Wen called out.

"What, Wen?" her voice was scratchy from the shouting match they'd had earlier.

"I'm so sorry, I do appreciate what I have. Even if I don't show it. I'm so sorry that you lost your mom at such a young age. I'm an idiot, I didn't realize that I was falling for you, until I almost lost you," Wen said.

"Huh? Did you just say that you were falling for me?" Olivia asked.

"Yeah, I am. Really quickly, actually," Wen said running a hand through his short red hair.

"I'm sorry that I reacted like that. It's your family, you can respond any way you want to them. It's just I don't have a family to respond to like that. I wish I did," Olivia whispered the last part so quietly, Wen had to strain to hear it.

"Livey, the whole band thinks of you as family and you have a grandma who loves you. You have a family, granted not a conventional one, but a family," Wen said sitting down beside her on the grass.

"I know, I just forget sometimes. I guess I shouted at you because I was jealous of your life," Olivia said, looking into his eyes.

"Why would you be jealous of me? I'm self absorbed, unappreciative, and not even half way as talented as you. If anyone should be jealous of anyone, I should be jealous of you," Wen said, threading his fingers in hers.

Wen ran is thumb along Olivia's cheekbone and tangled his fingers in her hair. Wen leaned down and gently placed his lips onto hers. He was about to pull away, until he felt Olivia start to kiss him back. She let go of his hand and put her arms around his neck. Wen pulled her into his lap to get better access to her mouth.

When she felt his tongue lick her bottom lip, she opened her mouth slightly and he slid his tongue in.

A loud whistle cut through the air and Olivia and Wen drew back from each other.

"Well, it's about time. I didn't think you could be oblivious for much longer. It was starting to get painful," Charlie shouted.

"Yeah, you guys have danced around it for a while now," Mo smiled.

"Just don't make out like that in front of us like that again," Stella said.

"Yeah, whatever you say," Olivia said, making no move to get off Wen's lap, nor did Wen push her off.

"Okay, so how are we going to perform at the Rising Star competition if Charlie can't drum and Olivia can't sing? So that's almost half of our band," Wen said, wrapping his arms around Olivia waist.

"I have no idea, wait, hold up. Can any of you guys play drums, other than Charlie?" Stella asked.

"I can, but can anyone else play the keyboard?" Wen answered.

"I can, and Olivia can play guitar. Charlie, can you sing for the band?" Stella answered.

"I can, but Mo can you play the bass with your cold?" Charlie asked.

"Yeah, I can," she replied.

"So you guys, can we do this?" Olivia asked.

"Yes!" they all shouted together.

"Well, we're going to go. You guys get back to whatever it was you all were doing," Charlie said, lining his arms in Mo's and Stella's arms.

"Where were we?" Wen asked, turning Olivia around.

"I was about right here, but I think that you were a whole lot closer to me," Olivia said, winding her arms around his neck.

When his lips met hers, the kiss changed. The one before it was soft and slow. But this one was hot and passionate. She ran her fingers through his hair and tugged gently on it. Wen took his lips from hers and kissed down her neck. When he reached her collarbone he kissed back up to her mouth. He gave it a quick kiss and pulled back to look into her eyes.

"I'm falling for you, too," Olivia whispered.

"That's good. Because I've already fallen. I promise I'll be there to catch you," Wen replied.

"Good," Olivia nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck.

They sat like that, watching the clouds until it got dark. When his phone started ringing, Wen answered it.

"Hello? Oh, hey dad," Wen replied.

He kissed the top of her head as he said, "I'm at Olivia's."

"Alright, I'll head home. You too. Bye."

"I guess you're going home," when he nodded, Olivia continued, "Do you want to meet up at Dante's tomorrow with the rest of the band?"

"Sure, I'll drop by and we'll walk over together. I'll text you later," he kissed her passionately and started to walk home.

As Olivia lay back to look at the stars she thought about how she could write her dad a letter about the band and Wen and everything else. She would start tomorrow.