I didn't bother to take a shower, just changed into a pair of white ripped skinny jeans and my black 'nothing personal' shirt, in ode to my favorite band's latest CD. I ran my fingers through my hair, working out the knots. I put on my purple beanie, adding a bit of color to my outfit.

I did my makeup similar to the day before, replacing my gray eye shadow with gold, making the gold flecks in my brown eyes stand out, while also matching my ankle boots. I applied a light lip-gloss as I repacked my bag before walking down to meet everyone in the living room.

I found Mel sitting on the counter texting, with the boys on either side of her munching on donuts.

"Hey, where did you get those?" I asked.

"I ran to the store before you guys got up," Michael answered.

I grabbed one of the last powdered donuts and stuffed it in my mouth. I was starved. I had a feeling that I would be hungry a lot on this trip. I swear I would probably die if Michael weren't around to feed me.

"Your not hungry are you?" Michael teased.

I smirked as I flipped him off with my free hand.

"So, what are we doing today?" Tommy asked as he finished his donut.

Mel looked up from her phone then. "Shopping!"

Tommy groaned which made me laugh.

"You knew that was going to happen," I teased.

We decided to walk around Vegas, sight seeing while Tommy let us shop when we found a place we liked. Tommy was a typical guy, one who hated shopping with a passion. He was a 'get in, get out' kind of shopper, while the rest of us loved to browse for hours. Michael, on the other hand, was just like a girl, if not worse. He could definitely give me a run for my money, and I'm an avid shopper.

The morning sped by and at Tommy's twentieth request to stop shopping we realized how late it had gotten. It was nearly four o'clock. We had been roaming the streets and shops for over four hours, and had the bags to show for it.

I was exhausted from our little spree. We all decided to stop for a late lunch, early dinner. Walking into the first eatery we came to, Mel and I went straight to the open table towards the back while the boys followed behind with our bags. The booth looked as if it could normally hold seven or eight people, but with all our new treasures, the four of us were almost squished.

A girl about my age, maybe younger, came over to get our drink order and tell us the specials for the day. Surprisingly after all of our walking today I wasn't the least bit hungry so I ordered a small salad, receiving an odd look from Tommy.

At first I ignored his gaze, but I could feel his eyes boring into the side of my head. "What?" I breathed almost silently, hoping no one else would notice our little exchange. I knew why he was looking at me funny and I knew what he would say next. He surprised me though by turning away to start a conversation with Michael. He didn't look at me through the rest of our meal.

I ignored the small feeling of guilt in the pit of my stomach as I turned to Mel. We talked about yesterday. Of course I wouldn't be able to avoid the girl-talk. She had to gush about John and his, as she said, 'flirty-ness.' I rolled my eyes countless times as she went on and on, creating scenarios of what could happen in her head.

After our meal, Mel and I went to wait outside as the boys took a trip to the restrooms. Sitting on a bench, people watching, I hadn't noticed the people around us until someone stood directly in front of me, blocking my view of the opposite side of the busy street. I looked up expecting to see Tommy or Michael ready to head back to the hotel, but instead my eyes locked with a pair of deep brown ones. I instantly recognized those eyes. While Mel had a crush on the singer we ran into yesterday, I had a crush on the singer now standing in front of me.

Alex Gaskarth.

The singer of my favorite band was standing in front of me. Entranced, I couldn't find my voice nor move in the slightest. I could feel Mel nudging me with her shoulder and I could hear the guys calling over to us, ready to leave, but I didn't respond. I just stared at the gorgeous man before me. Surely this wasn't real. I must still be dreaming. That's it. I dreamt up this wonderful day. Walking around Vegas. Shopping with my besties. Eating lunch in a quant little restaurant. Meeting my favorite singer. Yup. All a dream. I was bound to wake up any moment. Hopefully before I started to drool.

I heard someone close by clear his or her throat quite loudly, causing me to blink repeatedly as I turned to the sound. My eyes widened slightly as I took in the figure next to Alex. Alex's band mate, Jack Barakat stood at his side with a bemused smile on his face. I must have slipped into an alternate universe, surely these past two days have not really happened.

I swallowed my nervousness and momentary lapse of speech as I turned back to Alex. I put on my bravado act.

"Can I help you?" I asked.

"Uh. Yeah. I'm Alex, I was-" He was cut off by Mel's hyper voice.

"We know who you are!" I glanced at the grin that took up her whole face, causing a similar one to grace mine and she winked.

I hid a chuckle as I turned back the boys standing awkwardly in front of us. "Oh," Alex said before clearing his throat and looking at his friend.

At the same time Jack clapped him upside the head saying, "Dude. I told you they were fans. Read her shirt!"

I let the laugh escape my lips at his statement. It was pretty obvious that we were fans.

"Right. Well, I was wondering…" Alex trailed off nervously, scratching the back of his neck. "Uh… What's your name?"

"Roni. And this is Mel," I motioned to my best friend before standing up. "And we should get going…" I grabbed Mel's hand, dragging her over the where Tommy and Michael were standing watching our awkward exchange. Before I got more than a few feet away I heard Alex call out to us.

"Um. I was wondering if you girls wanted to come to a party tonight?"

I turned with a smile as a responded. "Sounds fun. But, only if our friends can come," I answered, motioning to the boys who were waiting impatiently.

"Of course. It's at the Hard Rock Hotel. Paradise Tower. Party starts at eight."

"Then we'll be there at nine," I answered as I turned away, forcing myself not to glance back as I started walking in the direction of the hotel just mentioned. The same hotel we happen to be staying in.

"What was that?" Tommy questioned as he fell into step beside me.

"We're going to a party tonight. You can thank me later," I responded, my confidant act still in full swing.

A/N: little treat for you... Alex ;) (can't leave him out!)

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