Jack's POV:
"Will you come on tour with us?" Her eyes go wide and she looks away from me. "Whats wrong?" She hides her face from me, "you don't even know me," she mumbles. "Your right, I don't. But I do know, as soon I saw you, that I had to meet you tonight." She slowly looks up at me, her eyes wide and tears still running down her face.

"Whats your name?" "A-Amilia," she speaks quietly. I smile at her, "Amilia. I love it. How old are you?" "I'll be 21 in a week." Phew, she's legal.

"Well, Amilia. I really want you to come on tour with us." "But why me?" Why did I? I just couldn't tell her that something told me that I wanted to help her. I had to have a legit reason.

"Well... something about you... Just pulls me." "But your Jack Barakat, why would you want to talk to a girl like me..?" "Because just by first sight, I could tell that you were different from other girls."

She cries again and hugs me tightly, buring her face into my chest. I hold her close and gently rock her. The way she felt in my arms, the way she held me, they way she looked at me, it all pulled me in. I wanted to see her smile just like earlier. Causing her eyes to light up.

Thats when I promised to myself I'll do anything to see her smile everyday, and not have that broken heart stare.
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I pull the blanket over her more and close the curtain. She fell asleep in my arms a hour ago. We left 2 hours ago. There was no going back now. I stand up and everyone was looking at me.

"What?" "What are you doing?" "What do you mean?" "We never seen you do this before. Its one thing to bring a girl back on the bus to have a one night stand. But not this." "Whats your deal?"

I was furious now. "No deal. I don't want her for sex. I want to help her. I knew she needed someone as soon I saw her, and that someone will be me." "She can get help from someone else you know." "By the looks of it, meeting me is what she needed. But when I saw her eyes... I knew she needed more. She needed someone to save her from who she is... And I'm gonna help her."

I push past them to the closet and pull out a extra blanket and pillow so that I can sleep on the couch.

I make my bed on the couch and take off my shirt and skinny jeans, leaving me only in my boxers. I let out a huge yawn and lay down.

I know they think I'm crazy. I know other people I will meet on this tour will think I'm crazy.

But that girl needs me more then anything.