As the applause faded, Fang stepped up to the mike. "This next song is for Max. I hope she hears me, somehow."

And I'd give up forever to touch you,
Cause I know that you feel me somehow.
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be,
And I don't want to go home right now.

And all I can taste is this moment,
And all I can breathe is your life,
And sooner or later it's over,
I just don't want to miss you tonight.

And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

And you cant fight the tears that ain't coming,
Or the moment of the truth in your lies.
When everything feels like the movies,
Yeah you bleed just to know you're alive.

And I don't want the world to see me,
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I don't think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.

And I don't want the world to see me,
Cause I dont think that they'd understand.
When everything's made to be broken,
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.
I just want you to know who I am.

By the end, I was crying. I mean, seriously! Who wouldn't have? But no one had ever seen me cry in this new life of mine, so I decided that then would be the time to use the rest room.

I thought back to the other band members as I walked to the bathroom. Wait a minute… the tall one on the drums had been Iggy! But his eyes were the wrong color…

That must have been Gazzy on bass… Angel and Nudge were probably the ones switching between strings and guitars.

I locked the door behind me-conveniently forgetting the lock was broken- and sat down, sobbing.

I had gotten ten feet away from them, and that was the closest I would ever get.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. I ignored it, hoping the lock would deter any unwanted company. Or someone that wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Yes, it's empty!" came from the other side of the door. Before I could do anything, the door was shoved open and in came Fang. (A/N it's a boy/girl b-room)

"B-busy," I managed to choke out, trying to hide my face from view.

"Sorry," he said and started to turn away, indecision clear on his face. At least, for me, anyway. The slight quirk of one eyebrow is all everyone else gets. "Are you okay?" he said, and closed the door to come sit by me.

"Y-yes," I sobbed out. His mouth twitched- he was amused.

"My definition of okay does not include crying in a bathroom." He leaned in closer to me. "Oh my gosh! You're crying in a bathroom!"

"Thanks, Captain O."
"Just doin' my job." When did Fang get a funny bone? "Hey, do I know you?"

"No," I tried to hide my face. He reached over and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him.

"Yes I do." His brow furrowed in concentration. "Max." Not a question. A statement.

"Yes." I threw my arms around him, then kissed him. I pulled away, and, while he was still lost in the whiplash of my sudden arrival into his life, I made a sudden exit, out of the bathroom, out of his life. Or, I would have. Stupid hand, what do I need you for, anyway? My stupid hand was being held by Fang's very large one, making escape out of the question.

"Where do you think you're going?" He pulled me back down to his level and kissed me. "I love you, Max."

"No you don't," I sobbed. "You shouldn't." With that, I teleported back to my apartment, leaving my life behind.

I walked through the entryway, through the living room, and into my bedroom. Then I backtracked.

The t.v. was on. The couch was occupied.

"Why shouldn't I love you?"

"Why shouldn't I throw you out of my apartment?"

"Because you owe me." Yes, I did. Big time.

"Because I'm not worth it."

"Care to elaborate?"

"You first."

He sighed and patted the spot on the couch next to him. "Come on, I won't hurt you," he said at my hesitation. I sat. "You left me. I loved you, and you left me." He looked me straight in the eyes.

"Oh."

"For seven years, I didn't know if you were alive. I didn't know if there was any chance of seeing you ever again."