Beck stood there, shocked to see who was standing in front of him. It wasn't the girl that he loved. It was Nathan. Beck didn't understand why Nathan was answering the door – let alone, inside Jade's house. "What are you doing here?" Beck questioned in his head, but never said aloud.

"Hello mate. How can I help you?" Nathan asked.

Beck shook his head, releasing his thoughts. "Umm, is Jade here?"

Nathan smiled. "Yea, she's still getting ready. Would you like to come in and wait for her?"

Beck didn't understand why Nathan was acting like he lived there. "Yea."

Nathan opened the door wider, motioning for Beck to come in. He walked in, and sat down on her couch. Nathan joined him and sat on the couch across him.

"Where are you guys going?" Beck asked.

Nathan laughed, reminding himself again to not tell anyone about Voodoo Café. "Around Hollywood," Nathan responded, with a smirk on his face.

His infamous smirk irritated Beck – the same why it irritated Jade, in the beginning. Beck could sense the feeling of jealousy, building up inside of him. Again, he found himself in an awkward position. Instead of him answering Jade's door, it was Nathan. Instead of him waiting for Jade to get ready, it was Nathan. Instead of him going on a date with Jade, it was Nathan. This felt so new to him. He didn't know how to react, or how he was supposed to react.

Nathan noticed that Beck looked anxious. He took note of Beck combing his hair with his fingers every twenty seconds and looking at the stairs every ten seconds. "What brings you here mate?" Nathan asked curiously.

Beck thought about how to respond. He wasn't going to tell Nathan that he was trying to get Jade back; if he did, Nathan might respond by swooning Jade even more than he already was – which would only make matters worse, for Beck. "I just wanna talk her about something..." Beck looked to the stairs, waiting for her to come down. He grew tired of waiting for ten minutes. Sitting in the same room as Nathan, waiting for Jade, in silence, definitely made him feel uncomfortable. "I'm just gonna go up to her room and talk to her," he said as he stood up, pointing at the stairs.

Beck could hear Nathan chuckling, softly; his irritation of Nathan only grew stronger each moment he was around him. He could also feel Nathan's eyes on him; it felt like daggers.

He reach the top of the stairs and turned right toward Jade's room. Her door was closed. He took a deep breath, and combed his hair with his fingers again. He reached for the door handle, but stopped himself because he was afraid; afraid of how she was going to respond; afraid of how it will work out. He sighed, putting that same hand on his forehead. He took another deep breath and reached for the doorknob, turning it slightly to the right and pushing it open.

"Hey, I'm almost done getting ready," Jade said. Her back faced Beck. She was going through her drawer, trying to find something.

Beck knew that Jade meant that for Nathan, not him. Beck let out a sigh, and combed his hair with his finger. "Jade…" he said, softly.

It was loud enough for Jade to hear and make her stop what she was doing. She knew, with no hesitation, whose voice it belonged to. She froze, hearing his voice; the voice that she'd hear almost twenty-four/seven back then. She got up from her knees and turned slowly to see the person she fell in love with. Beck stared at the floor. She was surprised to see him here. "What are you doing here Beck?" she asked.

"I…ugh…I…" he stuttered. He had his words planned out; they were on the tip of his tongue; but for some reason, standing in front of her, made him tongue tied.

Jade crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. "Ugh!" she yelled out of irritation. "Seriously Beck? Again? If you can't say what you have to say, then just leave. I have better things to do."

Beck took his eyes off the ground, and placed them on Jade. He walked closer to her. "With who? Nathan?" he asked. He let his jealously get the best of him. He sounded like a jealous boyfriend, which was new, for both him and Jade.

She scowled at him. "Why do you care?" she demanded.

Beck took a step closer. "Because…"

"Because what?"

"Because… I…"

"You what?" she yelled. His stammering was only irritating her more.

He sighed. "Because I.. love you, Jade. Because I love you. I haven't stopped loving you."

Hearing him say those words made her feel like she'd gotten what she was waiting for; but for some reason, now that she got it, she didn't know why she wanted it so badly before. She reminded herself of when she witnessed Beck making a move on Tori. "That's a joke!" she yelled back.

"No, it's not Jade." He took another step closer. "When we kissed for the play, it made me realize that I still love you. And ever since, I've been wanting and longing to be with you again."

Those words made her happy, but the hurt of what she had witnessed was far more powerful. "If I take him back, who's to say he won't hurt me again," Jade said to herself in her mind. "We were acting Beck. It's was just a stage kiss," she said, trying to hide her emotions. "It didn't mean anything. It was fake!"

"It didn't mean anything. It was fake," echoed in Beck's head. Hearing it, stung Beck. He felt like he got punched in the stomach. He just stood there, staring at the ground.

"Just leave Beck," she said as she walked passed him. She stood at her counter, putting things into her bag. There backs faced each other.

He looked up from the ground and turned around to face Jade, but her back faced him. "Jade… you can't deny that feeling you felt when we kissed – even if it was on stage. I know you felt something, because I felt it too."

Jade had her songbook in her hands, trying to put it into her bag, but stopped after Beck said that. It was true. She did feel something when they kissed, for the play. She enjoyed it, but she didn't want anyone to know about it. She was so sure that Beck didn't love her anymore, because he tried kissing Tori; so she decided to forget about that happy feeling when they kissed. She just kept telling herself the same thing she just told Beck: "We were just acting. It was just a stage kiss. Nothing more. Nothing less. It didn't mean anything. It was fake." She hated that Beck attempted to kiss Tori. "Maybe it would have been different if he hadn't tried to kiss Tori," she thought to herself. Then she reminded herself: that stage kiss, doesn't change anything; it especially doesn't change the fact that he tried to kiss Tori.

"I didn't feel anything," Jade said, crossing her arms, looking to the side. Her back still faced him.

"Jade. I know you did. I could feel it. I just know. A kiss always means something…"

She closed her eyes, afraid of knowing the answer to her question. "A kiss always means something huh? Does an intent of a kiss always mean something too?" she asked, her eyes still closed.

Beck was confused why he was asking her this. "Yea… I guess. A kiss always means something, even if it's just an intent of a kiss. If someone has the intent of kissing someone, then there's a reason why. It could be attraction or love or anything."

Jade shook her head slowly, hearing his answer. Her eyes were still closed but she could feel her eyes well up with tears. She let out a deep breath. "So, I guess that intent of kissing Tori meant something too," she said, as tears slowly fell down her cheeks.

"What are you talking about? I didn't –"

She turned around swiftly, to look at him. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about Beck!" she yelled, interrupting him. The pain in her voice was clear. Her tears fell faster from her eyes, like a thunderstorm.

Beck shook his head. "Jade. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Stop denying it Beck! I saw you! I saw you and Tori, sitting on her couch. I saw you leaning in to kiss her. I saw you!"

"How did you –"

"The night of the music awards. Cat didn't close her video chat. And I could clearly see your intent of kissing Tori." She paused, letting her tears fall. "So what did that mean? Huh?"

Beck couldn't believe Jade saw him, attempting to kiss Tori. He played out all of the possible ways their conversation would have turned out, except this one. He never would have imagined this. He had no idea Cat's video chat was still on. He felt so guilt-ridden; not only because he got caught, but also because he could see the pain in her eyes. He could see her, agonizing, just thinking about.

"That didn't mean anything."

"Whatever Beck!"

He took a step closer, but she took a step back and held her hand up, signaling his to stop. "Stop! Don't come closer, she yelled.

At that moment, Nathan opened the door and walked into the room. "What's going on?" he asked.

Beck faced Nathan with an irritated look on his face. "Can you just give us a minute?"

"No!" Jade yelled. "Get out Beck!"

"I'm not leaving until we talk this out Jade."

Nathan walked closer to Jade and Beck. "Look mate, I think it's best if you just leave."

His tolerance for Nathan went off the scale now. Beck pushed Nathan, causing Nathan to lose balance, but he didn't fall to the ground.

"Are you out of your mind?" Jade exclaimed. She grabbed Beck's arm, and pulled him out of her room, down the stairs, and out of her house. She let him go when they were at the doorstep.

"Jade…"

She walked into her house and slammed the door.

"Damn it!" he shouted, punching his fist against the wall next to her door. He sighed and then combed his hair with his fingers.

Is that truly the end of Beck and Jade?

Stay tuned to find out!

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