Jack's POV:
Our lips moved together like they were made for each other, it was like fireworks were exploding inside of me and I never wanted the feeling to go away. I kept my hands on her waist, after what happened with her and Zack, I didn't want to scare her. So I kept my hands where they were.

I slowly guided her out of the bathroom to the bed but then stopped, my damn old thoughts were coming back. Amilia wouldn't want to have sex. I know her.

The kiss stayed sweet and slow, and I loved every second of it. I never kissed like this before, its always been heated and fast. This is so much better.

We slowly pull away from each other and look into each other's eyes. She was slowly crying, but there was a light in her eyes. I slowly wiped her tears away and held her cheek.

"I'm in love with you Amilia," I whisper softly. "I-I think I'm in love with you to." "Whats wrong?" She looks down, "Zack. He-he was my-" "He was your what?" "He-he was my first kiss and date..."

He was her first date and kiss...? But.. she's 21... Everyone is suppsoed to experience that first kiss and date in high school... But she's not everyone... Which is what I love about her.

"Sh... I don't care if Zack is your first date and kiss.... It doesn't matter..." "It does matter though Jack," her voice cracks. "Your first date and kiss is supposed to be special, not be taken away by someone who doesn't give me the feeling I have right now. The feeling that you give me. This is the first time I felt this way and I'm scared."

She cries and hugs me tightly, burying her face. I hold her and gently rock her side to side. "Why are you so scared?" "Your Jack Barakat. I know you lost your virginity at 16. I know you have one night stands. So why would you ever be interested in someone like me."

"Because I been searching for a girl that is you my whole life. Not just a random person. A girl. Who is you. I'm done with my old life, I'm done getting drunk off my ass. I'm done having one night stands. I threw that all away when I first met you. And I'm never going back."

"This... this wasn't our first time meeting last month..." "What do you mean?"
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Amilia's POV:

Novemeber 2012

I was about to walk inside with the two girls I met in line for the All Time Low signing. My heart beat was racing out of control. I was about to meet my heroes. I was about to meet part of the reason I'm still here.

It took me so much convincing for my mom to let me buy my ticket, especially the one with the signing. I been a fan since 2007, and this is my first time seeing them. I had almost gone to warped this year, but I couldn't go alone. Up to this point, I was not allowed to go anywhere alone. I had asked all of my friends if they would go with me and they all said no. I'm 20 years old, I find that bull shit that I couldn't go alone.

On the morning of my warped date, I saw Alex's tweet how they were still selling tickets at the gate and thats when I threw my phone across the room and cried into my pillow. That was when I realized that they were the ONLY reason I wanted to go to warped. I would've gone just to watch them and meet them. Then leave. They were all I cared about. It tore me apart knowing that they were an hour away from me. It was like this every show in the past that I missed.

And tonight, all of that is changing.

I was about to walk in when I see skunk hair. "I see Jack!," I couldn't believe it. There he was. Jack Barakat. One of my heroes. He was my favorite not because of his looks or that he's in my favorite band. He's my favorite because happiness always fill me when I see him perform. He's carefree and happy, funny, joyous, and I loved every second of it when I see it on YouTube. Now I'm finally seeing it live.

I pull out my first ever All Time Low shirt that I had bought in 2007, also my first band shirt. I give it to the guy and he lays it flat on the table for the guys to sign. Jack smiles up at me, "hi. How are you?" "Good you!?" Damn it that sounded like a excited fangirl. He laughs and signs my shirt. He passes it on to Rian and he smiles up at me, holding out his hand with the marker in it.

I stare at his hand in confusion then it slapped me in the face. He was letting me hold his hand!!! I hold his hand and felt like I was about to cry. He has no idea how much this means to me.

Security tells us to go up to the 2nd floor so we run up the stairs after the signing and find a spot. I really hope they don't keep us up here, I mean, how fucked up would that be?

I look in my hands and see that I'm holding my drawing of Jack and my letter for him. Oh my god.... I forgot to give it to him. I go back to the stairs but security stops me. "No one is allowed back down." I started crying and run back to the girls. "Whats wrong?" "I forgot to give this to Jack," I try to sound calm.

Thats when we hear a girl yelling, "MATT!! MATT!!" We turn around and see Matt Flyzik walk fast by us with a girl who might work with him. Matt!! "Go give it to Matt." I run to where Matt went, the merch area, but security was blocking it. He was right there. I was about to yell his name when a guy yells, "HUSTLER MEET AND GREET! LINE UP!!"

Hustler meet and greet.... HUSTLER MEET AND GREET!!! I heard about it. I was about to ask my mom if we coudl get my membership before pre-sale started so I could try to get meet and greet, but I knew she would say no. I see the girls line up and thats when I decided to take my chance.

I go up to a girl, "excuse me. Can you please give this to Jack," my voice cracked a bit. She see's me and smiles, "sure!" "Thank you so much!"

I give her the drawing and letter and go back to the girls I was standing with in line. They go downstairs to the main area, oh no... We're gonna see it take place.. I see Zack, then Rian, then Jack, then Alex. I watch people giving Jack hugs and kisses on his cheek. Taking pictures.

I lost it there. "THIS ISN'T FAIR!!!!," I cry out. I close my eyes tight and hold my head. I wanted to drop right there and drop to the floor. I didn't care if people were staring. They think I might just be another fan. They have no idea. They have no idea what shit I been through. How long I've waited for this.

I was supposed to talk to Jack. Tell him. Not get 5 seconds with him. 'He would never want to talk to you.' Shut up. He loves his fans. 'Not until he knows you. He would never like you. He would hate you.' No. He wouldn't. 'Face it. He would never like you. No guy will.'

That voice in the back of my head screaming at me. The same voice that I've heard for my whole life. The voice that has brought me to my darkest point a couple years ago. The voice that I been fighting my whole life and that has formed me into who I am.

"Amilia, Amilia look up!!" "NO!!" "Amilia look!!" I slowly open my eyes, I shaking and my hands were gripping my hair. I look down and see Jack staring up at me. I didn't have my glasses on so I don't know what his face was like. He might think I'm just another crazy fan. When I'm not.

After the meet and greet, we were allowed to go downstairs. We run to the closes spot we could get.

That night, my 5 years of waiting, turned into absolute hell. I ended up falling during The Summer Set and had my first ever panic attack. During the 2nd song of All Time Low, I felt like I was going to be sick and that I was about to drop. A girl helped me get to security at the barricade and they help me out.

They walk me past the stage, past Jack who didn't notice, away from Jack now. Away from everything that I been dreaming for 5 years. Ruined all within a few hours.
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Jack's POV:
We were laying on the bed, she was crying the hardest I've ever seen her cry. I was holding her close, while she was crying into my chest and shaking. She was also gripping my shirt.

"I-I always dreamed about meeting you. But it never got to the point where we would meet." "You should of dreamnt longer." "Thats the thing Jack, dreams only last for a night. I always wake up before it happens."

I raise her chin, looking in her eyes. She... Oh wow.. I remember now... I remember doing the meet and greet and hearing a girl cry out what she said. It was her. When I saw her, her eyes cut right through me...

And her falling and having to leave the pit. We were told by the venue that night, the crowd was the craziest crowd they ever had. Of all the times we been there, that was their craziest. And Amilia was in the middle of it all.

Amilia didn't deserve what she got that night. She deserved to be front row, to actually meeting us. To have a second chance.

"I remember you Amilia... I remember it clearly..." "You do?" I gently kiss her, "I do. You didn't deserve any of that. You deserved something more. And now, your here. Alone with me. I'm the holding the girl who I love and who I want to be my girlfriend." "Your-your girlfriend? I ne-never had-" I gently kiss her again, I loved kissing her. "I know, but there's always a first for everything, right?"

She smiles up at me, she was still crying and she scoots up a bit. She sort of lays on top of me and kisses me. I didn't move my hands. I kept my arms still around her. Her lips were so soft and sweet, I got that feeling again of fireworks going off.

She slowly pulls away and smiles down at me and I smile back. "Yes."