so you may have read my other updates. I've had to change all chapter with song lyrics in by removing the song lyrics. So, I'll give you guys the name of the song(s) and what order they go in so you guys can play it whilst reading what's going on during the performances. If I didn't then the story will be shut down.

Songs in chapter in order: Nobody's Home-Avril Lavinge and Na Na Na- My Chemical Romance

Cook POV

"Emily" I whisper.

I throw my hands up behind my head "SHIT!" I turn and punch the lamppost next to me, not registerin' the pain rushing through my hand.

"Fucking piece of fucking stupid shit!" I shout, repeatedly punching the lamppost.

"Dude, what did that lamppost do to you?" A voice with an American twang sounds behind me. I grunt heavily, turnin' round and seein' the Mohawk girl from earlier. She looks at me with an amused smile on her face.

"Shut up!" I shout at her. She takes a step back, slightly startled.

"Whoa, dude, didn't mean to annoy you or anything. I came out here to ask if you've seen Emily"

I nod, rubbing my bruised knuckles. I do some stupid shit sometimes "Yeah, she ran off. I need to find her"

"Well, where would she be?" She asks, leaning against the wall.

I shrug my shoulders "I dunno"

She bites her lip "You're good friends with her aren't you?"

I nod, walking up to her and leaning on the wall "Known her since we were this big" I put my hand out so it was level with my hip, I tilt my head to the side "Well, Emilio was this big" I move my hand a little lower.

She nods "Was there a childhood hideout you used to go to? Like a tree house?"

Realization hits me, I hit my palm to my head "Fuck! I know where she is!"

She smiles "Well go find her, sort whatever shit you got out and bring ehr back so we can answer more questions"

I lift of the wall and smile "Thanks uhh.."

"I'm Jen. Jen Trani" she holds out her hand and smiles.

I smirk at her and take her hand in mine "James Cook. But you can call me Cook"

Jen nods and smiles "I'll see you later Cook"

I give her a nod before taking off to my destination.

Emily POV

I pant, greedily breathing in the much needed air. I had to run, I couldn't take it. The pain that hit my chest was too much for me to handle. I was finally getting it all together and then he mention her. Why? Why did he do that? I know I pressured him into it. I guess it was my fault then.

I think, it was just a shock to me that he'd be with her. But why?.

Sighing, I run my hand through my hair and trudge over to the rock. I run my hand over it, feeling where Cook and I had carved our names into it. I smile and quickly hoist myself up onto it.

I look over the scenery. Not much can be seen as it's night, but the moon light reflects upon the water, making the ripples sparkle, creating a magical moment. I smile to myself and drag my knees to my chest, resting my chin upon my knees.

Cook and I found this years ago. We had both ran away from home, his mum just being a selfish whore and mine being a narrow minded bigot. Somehow, we both found this place and saw the boulder at the same time. With one look, we both bolted to dibs it. Being faster, I got it first, but Cook insisted he let me win. After that, we became friends, we would meet here just to chill out, talk about bits and bobs, once we got to college, the conversation turned to me coming out to my family, girls we've fucked ect.

I think that it was fate that Cook and I met that day. If it weren't for him, I don't think I'd be where I am now. Excluding the 'failed conquest' as I've dubbed it.

"Thought you'd be 'ere" I turn my head and make out the silhouette of Cook. He shifts from one foot to another before stepping closer and sitting down next to me on the boulder.

"You didn't have to" I mumble

"Didn't what?" He asks, taking out a spliff and lighting it. He takes a drag then hands it to me.

"Run after me" I place the spliff in my mouth and suck, letting the smoke lay low in my stomach. I remove the spliff and hand it back, blowing the smoke out to the side.

"I did. You need a friend Emilio. I wouldn't be your best friend if I didn't chase you" He puffs out some more smoke and hands it back to me, letting me have the last drag.

"Why did you?" I stub out the spliff after taking the drag.

"I needed to explain" Cook leans back on his hands, crossing his ankles.

"No you don't"

"I do. Look" Cook sits up and turns to face me "After you got on that train. Naomi was a wreck, she barely spoke to us. She cried in her room for days. One day, I decided to take her out. I took her to Thorpe Park, she loved it Emilio. I finally saw her smile again. When I saw her smile after what felt like centuries, I realised something, Naomi is different. She's special, she needs to be treated like she is special and beautiful so she'll believe it. When she smiled, I felt something inside my chest"

I turn my head to Cook, raising my eyebrow at him. Cook continues speaking "It was the same something I felt for Effy, Emily." My eyes widen at his revelation.

"You like her as much as you liked Effy"

Cook shakes his head "I don't like her as much I did Effy. I like her more than I liked Effy, I love Naomi, Emily" He pauses and takes my hand, running soothing circles on the back with his thumb "I just needed you to know that. I truly love Naomi, she's not like all those other girls, I feel like I can't go through my day without making her smile once, or hear her chuckle. I want to be with Naomi 24/7, I miss her every minute I'm not with her. Being away from her is killing me, but I know, that when I get back, she'll be there, smiling her gorgeous smile for me."

I smile weakly. Everything he just said is how I feel about Naomi. Only, when I get back- if I ever do go back-She won't smile at me. I won't be able to go up to her and hug her tightly, I won't be able to kiss her with so much passion that people all the way in China will feel it. I will just have to stand back and watch as my best friend greets her like that, I'll have to endure the pain in my heart as she smiles at Cook, as she laughs at his jokes and as her perfect lips touch his.

"I-I know how you feel"

"Do you feel like that with Jen?"

I look at him, I forgot all about Jen. Sure I love her, she's a great girlfriend, funny, smart, beautiful. But I'm not in love with her, she's not her.

Nodding weakly and swallowing the lump in my throat I reply with "Yeah"

"She's a keeper Emilio. American too"

I nod and smile "I met her in a pub. It was karaoke night. Of course, I sang. That's when she approached me, asked if I wanted to join her band. We got talking, exchanged numbers, one thing led to another and we ended up together. You know the bassist?"

Cook nods "Yeah"

"That's Jen's brother Harry"

"Really?"

"He's just like you. Only American and younger"

"So, what can you tell me about Jen then?"

I smile and shift so my legs a crossed "She's great. She's sweet, kind, beautiful, great in bed"

Cook wiggles his eyebrows "Feel like giving me a free show?" he smiles at me before jumping down "Come on. Jen told me to bring you back so you can continue"

I smile at him and jump down, linking my arm with his.

"I missed you Cook"

Cook chuckles softly "I missed you too Emilio"

...

I walk back in to the club, rubbing my palms together nervously. Jen walks up to me and wraps her arm round my waist. She kisses my cheek and smiles sweetly.

"Hey babe, Cook find you then?" Her sweet American accent fills my ears.

I smile back at her and walks with her to behind the curtain "Yeah he did" Jen nods then smiles at Harry who walks over.

"Emily! You're back! Listen, if you ever get tired of my sister, just give me a call" he gives me a wink and a dirty grin. I roll my eyes at him and hit his arm.

"You. Are. Repulsive!" I accentuate each word with a hit. Harry just smiles and runs a hand through his shaggy brown hair, his green eyes twinkling with mischief. Liam walks up, his arm draped round Tina's shoulders. They truly are a sweet couple together.

"All right guys?" He asks, Harry smirks at the boy, ruffling his blonde spikes. Liam swats his arm away, releasing his arm around Tina's shoulder and starting to play fight with Harry. Tina smiles at them both before walking over to me and Jen.

"Boys eh?" she asks. We both smile and laugh, nodding along with her. Tina's blonde hair whips round her as Liam picks her up, spinning round and placing a sweet kiss on her cheek. Her brown eyes sparkle with happiness and she smiles, giving him a chaste kiss on the lips.

"All right lovebirds stop before I'm sick" Harry says from the steps. I laugh at him before following him up onto the stage.

The crowd cheers as we make our way back, Jen and Harry set themselves up, Tina sits at the keyboard and Liam sets himself behind the drums. I smile out to them and step up to the microphone.

"Allrighty, we have a little bit of Avril for you guys. You dig?" The crowd cheer in appraisal.

I smile then nod to Jen who slowly starts up the guitar.

I grab onto the mic tightly. I watch myself do it over and over again, breaking girls hearts. Just cause I could. But only one was the mistake.

I remember the days where I stood outside my family home, just staring at it.

It rained once, creating a very cliché scene. I watched from the window, face obscured by the darkness of the night and my hood. My mother, being the perfect house wife, cooked at the stove, working her arms, creating whatever inedible concoction she made up. My Dad then walked in, kissing her lovingly on the cheek before sitting down at the table, going through the bills. James had walked in next. He's 21 now and still lives at home. He didn't go to university, as soon as he left college he went to work in dad's gym. I watched as James started doing some pelvic thrusts, obviously telling dad about his latest lay whilst mum looks on, a disapproving look on her face. She told James to sit then sat two plates of food down on the table. When she turned round again, she noticed me in the window. I know she did. She looked straight at me, her loving stare turning cold. She keeps her eyes locked with mine as she walks up to the window, grabbing hold of the blind and pulling them down, blocking me out from her family moment.

As it builds up to the bridge, I grab the mic of the stand, running my hand down my face as I sing the next line,

I shake my head furiously. The amount of times I've dreamt about Naomi, then waking up to her not being there. The amount of times I dreamt of waking up with my loving family, my mother loving me no matter what. But when I wake up, I realise I'll never have that, the feeling of love from my mother.

I run about the stage, looking round frantically, trying to find a safe spot (hypothetically). When the chorus get's played one last time, I stand in front of the stand again, replacing the mic.

Clapping and whooping sounds the room. I bow and run my hand through my hair.

"Everyone get into the middle" I say. People oblige and gaver into the middle, waiting expectantly. "Okay, this next song, I hope, gets you all dancing-moshing maybe- if it doesn't, then well, we have failed you"

I nod to Harry and Jen who both start to bring up the guitar. Harry speaks into the mic.

Liam hits the bass drum, bringing the beat it. I get the crowd to chant with me.

I put my hand up, telling them to stop the chanting as the guitars and drums beat through. I stomp my foot with the beat and jump up before I come in. I gesture for the crowd to jump.

I make a heart symbol, watching as the crowd follows. I spot Cook with the buissness man in the crowd at the front, he smiles up at me and winks.

I pretend to throw the heart away, the crowd copying.

I point my mic out to the crowd, hearing them chant.

I bring the mic back to me

I jump about the stage, banging my head side to side. I look and smile when I see the crowd jumping along, all of them with big smiles on their faces.

We all go crazy as Jen hits the solo, jumping about, throwing ourselves around, creating complete anarchy. What happens next goes by in a blur. A glass smashes, fists connect with faces, screaming sound the room as people try to run out of the club. Bear starts being thrown about, chair breaking. I feel a hand grab my arm, I turn and see Cook, beer dripping down his face.

"Come on Emilio" I follow him out, seeing Jen, Harry, Tina and Liam in front of us, escaping through the back door. We all run, trying to get away, Jen running with her guitar, Harry with his bass and Liam with his drumsticks. The piano Tina used and the drum kit Liam used belonged to the club, so luckily, they don't have to worry about them.

Finally, we stop, all crouching over, gasping for air we desperately need. Cook's laugh is the first to break the silence.

"Emilio, you and your mates need to get your asses back to Bristol"

I look up at him and smile. Shaking my head I look at the others who all look back, big smiles on their faces. They all nod happily.

"All right" I stand up "Bristol, here I fucking come"

There you go