They did nothing about the kiss. No changing their friendship status to dating. No dates, just continued on like it was a normal thing that happened between friends. But it left them thinking again, but Austin was even more hesitant because of what he heard at the doctors. He didn't want to lose her if she found out about his secret and it looked like he would if he told her. Weeks went by and the dance club was having a show case and Ally was helping her with her makeup and hair. Her outfit was for the dance was a long black dress; it ended at the middle of her claves. She wasn't going to wear any shoes, and had a black bit of fabric wrapped up her arms so that she could cover her arms from everyone. When her makeup and hair was done she thanked Ally with a small hug before she left to go and take a seat in the hall. Paige was a little nervous about doing this dance, because of what it meant to her. She was using it to express how she felt about her father and his death. Letting out a small sigh, she waited in the wings for her cue. The music started to play, The Veronica's You Ruin Me started to play as she took centre stage. The spotlight highlighting her as she danced across the stage; her movements slow, delicate and show casing her sadness towards the audience. Her dance ended with her on the ground, looking like she was crying and the truth was, she was trying her best not to cry. She was the second to end performance. The last one was most of the club doing one big number, which she backed out off needing the time to cool off.

Everyone was filing in and out of backstage, finding their friends and family. Paige was sitting in the room she used, her head in her hands as she tried to control her breathing. She had only realised what the date tomorrow would be, a year. A year since she saw her father died. Tomorrow it would be a year she had been without her father in her life. She heard footsteps coming towards her and she didn't look up.

"Paige? How are feeling?" It was Jake's voice, he was getting closer to her and she felt his hand on her leg. "Paige, please talk to me. I know what that dance was about, and with tomorrow. Please, talk to me."

There was no word from her, she just stayed silent. A small sigh left Jake's lips and he stood up to go talk to the others outside. She could barely make out what they were talking about but she knew it was about her. Another set of footsteps could be heard, actually a pair of them.

"Paige, I know this has to be hard." Dez's voice spoke as someone sat on either side of her. "I barely knew your father, my uncle because of my dad not wanting us too. So I'm not sure what to say here really. But can you please say something."

She shook her head lightly, her breathing a bit heavy, tears streaming their way down her face. She felt an arm wrap around her shoulder and smelt the familiar scent that Austin wore. And almost like out of habit she leaned into him.

"It's going to be okay Paige. You will be okay." Austin spoke with a soft voice. "Let's get you home and into bed. You can rest this all off."

A small nod came from Paige "I… I don't want to go to mine though. I don't want to see my mother."

"That's okay. I'll take you to mine and get Ally to drive your car to yours. She isn't that far from where you live."

"Okay. My keys are in my bag." Paige said as she was helped up by Dez and Austin. Dez grabbed her bag and held it out to her; she grabbed out her keys and passed them to her cousin so that he could give them to the singer. They then walked out of the room, Paige being bombarded with questions while Jake told them to just stop asking and let her go. She'll talk to them tomorrow that she needed some space.

Austin drove them to his place, following behind her as she walked up to his room. As she walked, she began to undo the fabric around her arm. Reaching his room she chucked the fabric to the side, like it was causing her a problem. She couldn't get rid of them faster.

"Austin, can you get the zip on this. Please." The redhead asked as she dropped her arms from trying to reach the zip.

"Sure." He replied and walked behind her to undo her dress; she shrugged her it off her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Austin stepped back to go and grab her one of his shirts to wear. She shook her head, and sat down on his bed.

"My parents would kill me if you were in my bed in your underwear." He said as he held out the shirt for her.

"Okay. Then can I have a hoodie? I like those, they're nice and loose fitting."

"Of course." He said before going and grabbing one of his hoodies instead, leaving the shirt on the ground. He handed it to her, allowing her to put it on before he climbed on his bed next to her. Wrapping the blankets around them Paige let out a small sigh, resting her head on his chest.

"I want to tell you the story. I know you know parts. Little things, but I need to tell someone and I don't know who else to tell that won't make me feel worse." Paige spoke, her voice a little quiet. Austin gave a small nod and she continued "Right, Tomorrow it will be a year. A year since my dad died. A year since I saw him murdered in front of me. He was shot in front of me while he… after he shot up on heroin inside the place. We were having a day together, but he was getting restless and on our way home he made a stop, to his dealer. I didn't know that then, that was where we were going. But, he was low on cash and his dealer tricked him, they said he could take some then and pay for it all next time. That didn't happen, because while my dad walked out, the dealer shot my dad in the back. I rushed out to him, and he died in my arms. He said he was sorry, and all. I… I don't ever want to forget him, I miss him so much. He had ecstasy on him when he died and there was heroin in his system. He was going to drive us home high and I wouldn't have known. It scares me at times, what if he had driven us? What if we had both died? My nightmares generally consist of that day."

"But you're here, and you are doing okay. Even if it is barely but you are with help." Austin spoke in a reassuring voice, rubbing at her back in a soothing motion; He could hear the wavering in her tone.

"I know." She whispered "I don't know what would happen if someone else I knew was like that. I do know I would try and help of course."

"Then you are lucky no one is like that." He said, biting his lip a bit. Mentally slapping himself at that lie he just told her.