So for now im gonna be calling Gerard Nico because its from the 7's point of view. They'll end up calling him Gerard later on.

At first they were confused, and once they were over that came disbelief. But after, they felt both anger and relief. When Nico had said he was leaving camp for good, they didn't believe him, until he left a note saying that he was serious and not to come looking for him. Hazel had cried, because she had lost her brother. However, she accepted she couldn't do anything about it. Now here he was, in front of thousands of people.

Nico, no Gerard, was walking and bouncing on stage, singing a fast song and holding the microphone to the crowd during the "Na Na Na" parts. He didn't see them though. They wished he would, so they could somehow communicate with him.

After the song was over, he spoke to the crowd. "How's everyone doing tonight?" The crowd screamed in response. "That's what I like to hear. Now you all are lucky, because this is the last show on the tour. So we're gonna give you our all, that alright with you?" The crowd roared once again. He smiled at them. "Awesome. Bye the way, you guys scare the living shit out of me."

The guitar player started playing a second before he started to sing. It was some song about teenagers and the 3 girls were singing along with him. They were just standing there, unsure what to do. But the song was good and they were moving around like the many people around them. The songs were good, they had to admit that.

They played a few more songs, some of them slow, others faster. He would also stop to talk to the crowd too.

"You know, it was probably a bad idea wearing black today. It's probably 100O out." Nico said to the crowd.

"It's actually 99, get your facts straight Gerard." The guitarist named Frank said.

Nico rolled his eyes. "Well I'm sorry I don't pay attention to the weather 24/7. I chose to actually be productive."

The crowd all started "ohhhh"ing and Nico smiled coyly.

The other guitarist, Ray, spoke into his microphone. "Would you like some ice for that burn?"

Everyone in the crowd started laughing. Frank looked like he was mad while trying not to laugh alone. He let go of his guitar and flipped them both off, making the crowd laugh even more.

"Enough chit chat, you came here for music, so that's what you're gonna get." Nico said, and they started playing.

He was walking around the stage sing, every once in a while stopping and holding his microphone to the crowd. He also had a habit of running his hand through his hair.

He was partway through a song when he saw them.

The kids don't care if you're all right honey

Pills don't help but it sure is funny

Gimme gimme some of that vampire money

That's right

1,2,3,4

He looked over at them and froze. His eyes widened with disbelief. He was luck that he stopped when he did because it was the start of a guitar solo, and most people were looking at the guitar players. He paled when he realized it was them. He quickly turned away and his mouth was moving. The guitar players slowly looked at them and had the same reaction as him, except Nico had started singing again, so he was the center of attention.

They didn't know how to feel. He had noticed them, but they didn't know what to do about his reaction. They continued playing, but were constantly looking at them now. It was making them uncomfortable.

"This next song is one of my oldest. I wrote it when I was 14 and in a bad place. I was living on the streets after running away, and wrote this before Mikey and our parents found me. I wrote this about the people in my life who hurt me. And they're here tonight, so I hope they understand the song. This song is called I'm not ok." The crowd seemed mad when they heard him say they were here. Apparently they weren't popular. Nico explained before the guitar started.

Well if you wanted honesty that's all I had to say

I never want to let you down or have you go, its better off this way

For all the dirty looks, the photographs your boyfriend took

Remember when you broke your foot from jumping out the second floor

(x3) I'm not ok

You wear me out

What will it take to show you that its' not the life it seems

I've told you time and time again

you sing the words but don't know what it means

To be a joke and look

Another line without a hook

I held you close as we both shook

for the last time take a good hard look

(x3) I'm not okay

You wear me out

Nico put the mike down and salked down the stage towards them before picking it up again.

Forget about the dirty looks

The photographs your boyfriend took

You said you read me like a book but the pages are all torn and frayed

I'm ok

I'm okay

I'm okay now

But you really need to listen to me

Because I'm telling you the truth

I mean this, I'm ok.

Nico started walking right towards them, looking straight at them with an angry look on his face.

I'm not okay

I'm not okay

Well I'm not okay, I'm not o fucking Kay

I'm not okay

They were shocked at the anger he showed them. And about what he said. When he ran away, they figured he went to the underworld or something. They couldn't believe he had lived on the streets. They felt guilty, even though they knew they couldn't have done anything to stop it. They played a few more songs before they said goodbye.

"Hopefully we'll see you at the meet and greet later." He said before he and the rest of the band walked offstage.

The girls had forgotten all about what they had talked about before the concert. They started to walk off talking about the concert. The adults, however, knew what they had to do.

They were going to find Nico di Angelo and get answers.

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