Hey guys! I know I've been gone for a while, but I've wanted to finish my other Twlight fanfic, 'A Nightmare of Love' first... (If your curious, just go to my profile and you'll find it!) Not that I'm done yet...

I just want you guys to know that I probably won't be updating until I'm done with the other story, so I just want you to know that...!

I know I've lost many readers, but I'm really greatful that you're still reading 3

So I've been lazy to proof read, so if you find any major mistakes, please tell me ;)

Okay, read on!

Shane's POV
"You don't have to come tonight, man," Michael was telling me while packing his guitar and getting ready to go to his gig.

I shook my head. "Of course I'm going. It's your first gig out of Morganville." I said with the best fake smile I could muster. "If I'm not there, who's going to be there to tell your kids how you drastically failed?"

He smacked me on the shoulder a little too hard. He gave me a strained smile. "Just know that if you need someone to talk to, you've got me."

I rolled my eyes. "When'd you become so sappy? We've got Eve to handle all the girly stuff." Even though I was trying to fake it for everyone, including myself, it was harder now.

It made it harder for me knowing Claire's within arms reach, but I can't pull her in. Reality was smacking me in the face, making me understand that I'll never get back my Claire. My fearless, sweet, beautiful girl was gone.

Eve came barging in with slightly puffy eyes. She had her usual gothic attire with her makeup on. She smacked me on the shoulder just like Michael did.

"You guys ready to go? We're going to be late if we don't leave." She said with too much enthusiasm.

I remember hearing her crying about an hour ago in their room. Michael was trying to calm her down, whispering to her. He was having such a hard time going between Eve and me. I was just silently lying in my bed, staring up at the sealing, but he saw that as something unusual, so he did his best to talk to me until I snapped and told him to leave.

Michael answered with a kiss, making me look away. Their little sweet moment reminded me of Claire and me too much.

I pushed past the two, walking into the quiet hotel hallway. Oliver wasn't coming with us tonight, (Thank God!) so I wasn't worried about meeting him in the hallway. I knew he wasn't the kind of guy to go on a midnight stroll in the hall of a small hotel. At least, I hoped as hell he wasn't. I can't deal with him.

"Come on guys! Enough with the smooches, you can do that when we get back." I shouted.

I heard Eve's giggle come from behind the door.

Michael came out with a very smiley strolling Eve behind him. They both looked happy. And why shouldn't they? They were in love.

'Come on Shane Collins! You aren't some kind sappy wimp, are you?' I scolded my negative thoughts.

They walked down the hall to the parking lot with their hands clasped together like opposite ends of magnets. My jaw tightened.

We were able to walk to our car for a change, without having to run for out lives. Eve called shotgun, so I sat in the back alone, with my arm feeling the lack of pressure of another body next to me.

I stared out of the window, not looking at anything in particular. I was just staring out at the unfamiliar scenery.

I could hear Eve and Michael talking about something, but I didn't pay attention.

It took us 10 minutes to get to the small café Michael was going to play at. It was a small one story building with a sign on top blinking the name, 'Bishop's Coffee'.

"Interesting name," I muttered to no one. I got out of the truck, and headed to the café alone. The duo was already in, leaving me in the car.

Inside the café, it was fairly crowded. There was a small stage with a stool in the middle of the spot light. The room was dimly lightened, giving out the mood. The small café had only a few tables left in the back and a few counter seats.

I grabbed two random counter seats close to the stage. Michael was already getting ready, taking out his guitar and tuning it. He gave a waiting jittery Eve a peck on the lips and got on stage. Eve came and dumped herself on the seat next mine, giving me a smile of appreciation.

"Uh, hi guys," Michael said in to the mike, getting used to the spotlight in a different location. "I'm Michael Glass,"

The crowd clapped with some people whistling. Michael gave a more relaxed smile, his stage smile which dazzled every girl in the room. I could've sworn I heard all the girls sigh out in adoration.

He talked a little more, cracking some jokes before starting to play. When Michael started to play though, the whole crowd's stance changed. The comfortable laughter had died out and the only sound you could hear was Michael's guitar and his voice carrying out his melody and lyrics. I even saw one elderly woman shed a tear while listening to one of Michael's deeper songs.

Michael kept paying his music for about an hour until he ran out of songs. Every time the song ended, a loud howl of claps and whistles roared out.

At nine o'clock, he was done playing. He said his farewell and explained to everyone about his next gig. The moment he got off the stool, he was circled by a ton of girls. They were all fretting over him, and I could hear Michael's tired voice answer their question.

Eve went to rescue him from the mob of girls, and I was left alone next to a girl. She was staring at the mob of girls circling around superstar Michael.

I glanced at her face, and I was shocked when I saw a familiar face.

It was Claire.

Claire's POV

I agreed with Ava to go to Bishop's Coffee because she's been so excited that a Michael something was coming to town. Ever since Peter got her his CD, she's been in love with him, looking him up on the internet and all that.

Derek was originally going to come with us, so I'd have someone to talk to while Ava was busy getting his autograph. But he canceled at the very last moment saying he had to work tonight. He said that he couldn't get a night off. I didn't blame him, though.

Derek worked at the local convenience store. Basically, the only convenience store found in this small town…

Ava had already dived into the mob of girls leaving me to fend myself. I felt like I was being watched by the guy next to me. I glanced up to see a familiar handsome male face.

He was staring at me so intently, so I decided to at least greet him. "Hi,"

He just kept staring at me for a moment, not saying anything. His stare was starting to make me feel uncomfortable, but a very familiar voice said before I could stand from my seat, "Hey,"

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