CULLENSGIRL1039: How sweet! I loved your review! My personality has been taking a drastic change and it's scaring me...It's too nice. My new personality, that is.

TheGracie: More details on how you might die. It would entertain me and keep me updating faster.

Swimmersflip123:This is true...maybe I should torture you people and stop updating for months at a time! Haha...

Imafanpire: Sorry. I love dramatic/sad/pretty depressing things, and this story just didn't have enough of it. You'll have to keep reading to see if he commits suicide in some TERRIBLY drastic way, or if he fixes everything.

Remus'Girl-Jaggie-Bade: Yeah. I agree. DO THAT AVAN, before she whips your ass! Haha, wat now?

Oh, yeah: Disclaimer: I, unfortunately, (maybe kinda fortunate for Avan at the moment) Do NOT own these lovely people.

Liz POV

I ran into the club, looking for Avan.

I looked in all the booths, checked with our friends, looked at the bar.

Nothing.

I was looking in all the rooms, and was getting ready to open one particular door, when I heard a very loud thud.

My first thought was, keep the door closed, unless you want to see something that you'd rather not.

Then I heard what I knew was Avan groaning.

Fuck. That was my first thought along with, yep, that's exactly what he's doing with Victoria, right?

I couldn't figure out which one of us had screwed up the biggest this time.

Well, if that was the way he wanted it, then fine.

Eric would always be there for me. He had made a point earlier about that.

Whereas, Avan, it seemed, liked to play games with my emotions.

But I knew it would be impossible for me to move on from Avan.

Great.

But I stayed by the door, instead of going back to Eric or our friends.

When I heard nothing else, I decided to suck it up and go in.

I turned the door handle and walked in.

I saw Avan slumped at the bottom of the wall, head in hands.

I didn't quite know what to do.

"A-Avan?" I asked tentative.

He looked up into my eyes, then looked back at the floor.

"I thought you were with Eric." He said softly.

"Avan, we're just friends." I said, unsure.

"Now that's a lie, even if it is only one-sided."

I was confused for a moment.

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. Then I hit my forehed with my palm. I sounded almost exactly like Cat.

He grabbed my wrist.

"Don't," He said sternly. "Ever hurt yourself intentionally."

Avan POV

Like I was one to talk, but I really didn't want to see her get hurt in any way.

I knew I'd caused a lot of hurt these past few days, but I didn't want to see her hit herself or anything. Even if it wasn't intended to hurt.

I looked into her eyes and gently pushed some hair that had fallen in her face back.

"I'm sorry, Liz. I never wanted for this to happen. Or any of the other bad stuff. You're such a nice and caring person; you didn't deserve to have any of it happen. You deserve better than all of it." I said.

"You didn't cause a lot of it, Avan. You couldn't have stopped my dog from dying, or stopped the record company from filling my spot. You couldn't have stopped those things." She said, sadness beginning to line her voice thickly.

"No, Liz. I couldn't have stopped your dog from dying, but I could have told you to open the letter sooner, I could have ignored Victoria instead of you. I could have. I should have." I told her, wanting to pull her over to me and hug her until the world ended and we were nothing but a memory.

"Avan?" She asked timidly.

"Do you still love me?" I could tell she didn't want to seem weak.

I was stunned. She stood up, seeing my expression. I grabbed her hand and pulled her down to me and held her against my chest.

"Of course I love you, Liz. I never stopped." Just like Beck will never stop loving Jade, I thought to myself.

I felt her smile and after a few minutes, we stood up.

"Do you still love me?" I asked.

"Yes, I love you, Avan. I wouldn't be able to stop if I wanted to."She said.

"Wait," I joked. "Does that mean you do want to stop loving me?"

"No." She said sternly. I was amazed at how quickly we could go from being sad to happy.

It was sort of like a bi-polar relationship.

Ha.

Oh well. We'd probably get over that. It had just been a really tough week. Really emotional.

Liz POV

I walked out of the room, and Avan followed me.

I wasn't completely happy again, but I didn't want to ruin this night any more than it had been already.

We saw Eric, Graham, Leon, Matt, Ariana and Vic sitting at the table.

I saw Vic flirting with Eric. I knew it shouldn't have, but it pissed me off to a very high level.

We sat down and Itried to focus on the conversations, but I wasn't doing very well.

My grip on Avan's hand under the table tightened.

"So I was-Ow! Er, well, I was telling her that..." And I lost track of Avan's story too.

Eric looked down and typed something on his phone.

Eric said he'd be right back, he was thirsty.

So I said that I'd be right back, I had to go to the restroom.

Instead I followed Eric. He had texted me and told me to. So I did.

"Why are you letting Victoria flirt with you?" I burst out as we got to a more silent part of the club.

"I wasn't flirting back! And why should you care? We're not together anymore." Eric said.

"Yeah, well...stop letting her flirt with you!"

"Why do you care?"

"I don't!" My tone betrayed me.

He looked at me pointedly.

"Do you still like me?" He asked.

I swallowed and looked away. I didn't know how to respond.

"Well? Do you still like me, Liz?"

So. Kinda short chapter. I know. It'll all be goin down in a couple of days...so...R&R. Please.