Hey guys, sorry haven't written, but I was having writers block and couldn't figure out what to say in this chapter. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as I will be working my hardest on it.

Stella's POV:

Charlie arrived and we sat down and talked about what we had told reporters. But for some reason, I thought he was lying about only telling them that we had broken up.

"Stella, can we invite the rest of the band over, the story kind of involves them, too,"

I really didn't want to have them over because I was just starting to feel like Charlie and I were become insensitive, but hesitantly agreed. "Yeah, I'll mass text them."

'Hey guys, do y'all want to come over and talk, Charlie's early here' I knew they would be surprised that we were getting along.

About a half-hour after the text was sent, everybody plus Ray was sitting in my living room, looking awkwardly at one another.

"Um, why is Ray here?" Mo asked, staring at the guy in question with daggers.

"Well, hun, he was already at my house and it would have been rude to tell him to go home or just leave him at my house all alone," Scott replied.

"Okay, were not here to fight or 'quietly argue' people!" I yelled. All eyes were turned on me, "We are here to talk about the rumors that are going around Hollywood about Charlie and me. Does anyone know what's going on?" Finally, we get to talk about this.

Ray stood up, "I know who sent the picture in the first place," I nodded.

"Ray, you don't have to stand to talk. Now tell us who it was," I blurted. The rest of the band agreed with me

"It was Jules; she saw you from Hall and quickly snapped a picture she came up to me later at the skate rink and showed it to me, saying that she was going to send it to the press. I tried to talk her out of it." He explained, sitting down.

"Wait, why would you defend either Charlie or Stella?" Olivia inputted.

"Because he likes Stella," Charlie stated; I blushed and turned on my jacket. Stella Yamada does not get embarrassed, whatever happens to her. Oh well.

Everybody in the room gasped. Why was that always such a surprise?

"Yeah, so what? I like her, what's wrong?" Ray exclaimed.

"Nothing, but I have one question." I said, pretty much defending his actions.

"What is it, Stella?"

"Why were you at the rink?" It seemed as if I was the only one to catch the miniscule detail in his story. Ray started stuttering and wringing his hands together, he just couldn't get the right one. And considering the fact that he was supposed to have the bad, macho boy image, being in an ice skating rink on his own accord was a big to don't.

"Um, well, you see," Ray started, but ended up wimping out and telling us the total lie at first. "My mom works the rink as an instructor,"

"Dude that is a total lie, your mom has two left feet and works at an attorney's office." Scott spit at his best friend.

"God, well, the whole truth is that I'm a professional figure skater, okay?" He said quickly, as if trying to get the foul taste of his mouth.

I tried my hardest to stifle my laughter, but it was way too much to hold in. I felt really bad for laughing, so I got up and went to the bathroom.

"Why do I push away so many people? Is it just my personality, or is it theirs?" I sat pondering these questions for a while until I heard a knock on the door. I got up off the closed toilet seat and opened the door.

The first thing I saw was Charlie's buff pectoral muscles. I gasped as I backed up away from him. He entered the bathroom as I backed up.

"Don't scare me like that!" I whisper-yelled.

"Sorry, but Stell, I have to tell you something extremely important."

I looked annoyed at him, but ultimately decided that it was worth my time to hear what he had to say. "Yes, Charlie?"

His face relaxed and he looked me directly in the eyes. "I'm sorry for suffocating you, and I want to say that I really want to be friends again. Forget everything that has happened between us over the past few weeks." He let out a great sigh, and stared at me expectantly.

"That's kinda funny; I've been wishing the same exact thing for a while now." I smiled and walked into him for a short, but sweet hug. He then turned around and opened the door for me.

I was grinning ear to ear when I reentered my living room. Mo and Olivia looked at each other with knowing looks. I then looked at them and shook my head, meaning that nothing had happened.

"So, I have good news," I announce suddenly.

The band members looked at me and Scott raised his left eyebrow. "Um, well, band rehearsals can start back up again. Charlie and I have worked out our differences."

Olivia grinned and said, "Good, we finally get to practice again."

X x x

About an hour later, the whole band had left, including Charlie, and I had the house to myself, just to think.

I was glad Charlie and I were friends again, and especially happy that we were able to handle that tabloid problem together, but I couldn't help but think about how happy we were as a couple.

Okay, so that was my continuation of this story, and I really hope you like it. Unfortunately, I have decided there will probably only be three more chapters, then I will close this story off completely and call it done. Thank you all for sticking with me through this large process! Leave a review and tell me if you want Starlie to get back together or to decide they are better off as friends! Love you all!

-Babygirl669 (that sign off feels amazing!)