Jack's POV:
It was time for the meet and greet, and I wanted Amilia near by. The guys were telling me it was a bad idea but I didn't care.

"Just stay with Matt and everything will be okay." She nods and goes over to Matt. She looked nervous. "Okay guys, time to go," he tells us. We walk into the room of 50 Hustlers and we go to our spots. I take pictures and hug everyone, some people giving me gifts liek drawings and other stuff. I look behind me and see Amilia standing behind Matt, trying to hide her face.

Some girls notice who I was staring at, "who's she?," they asked. I didn't like how they said that. "Just one of our close friends, thats all." They look back at her and look at me. A questioning look to me.

They walk away and later on I see them talking to a few other girls. They look over where Amilia was with Matt, I look back at the girls and they started to walk over where they were. I give Matt a look and he walked Amilia out with him. No way was I going to let fans on her.
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"JACK! THE SALAMI! BARAKAT!!," the guy speaks into the mic. Barbie Girl started to play and I danced goofy onto the stage wearing my red white and blue robe. I look over and see Amilia laughing and I danced more goofy for her, this made her laugh more.

During the set, I would do something funny when I was near her so that she would laugh, but made it look like I was doing it for the crowd. I loved seeing her eyes light up from laughing.

Towards the end of the set, I see the girls who got VIP talking to her. Amilia just hid her face and tried to move away from them. When I got closer I could hear what they were saying.

"So how did you even get back here." "One of my friends saw you at the meet and greet." "Are you being paid by All Time Low?" "Are you one of their new whores?"

I hated hearing how they spoke to her. Those fans were obviously weren't real fans, and that the real ones had to be stuck in the crowd. A real fan wouldn't talk down another fan.

"Stop please....," I hear her say. "Answer us!!," one girl yells. I look back at Matt and he noticed. "Whore answer me," one girl says and pushes Amilia. I was pissed now. Amilia catches her balance and I saw that she was crying. Another girl pushes her and this caused her to fall forward and I heard the crowd yelling in response.

I give Matt my guitar and run over to Amilia. "Jack, she fell over we swear." I help her up and hold her close, "don't pretend. I saw and heard all of you. Real hustlers don't treat other hustlers like this."

I pull Amilia to the side and kneel in front of her, she was crying hard like the first time I saw her. Her eyes were closed tight and she tried to pull away from me. "Amilia please... please look at me.." She pulls away from me and runs off. "AMILIA!!!"

I watch her run off somewhere back stage and I run after her. This was all my fault.
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Amilia's POV:
"Whore." "All Time Low's new bitch." "How much are they paying you."

It kept playing through my mind as I ran away from Jack. I knew this would happen. Why did I have to fall asleep in his arms, he doesn't know where I live and he took that as a yes that I would go with him.

I keep running and realized that I was outside. I look around and see that fans were waiting outside for them. I walked past them quickly, hiding my face.

"HEY! THATS HER!," I hear one girl yell. I run and they run after me. "LEAVE HER ALONE!!," a few girls yell. "WE DON'T TREAT HUSTLERS LIKE THIS!!" "WE DO IF THEIR WHORES!!!"

I ended up tripping and landing on the ground. One girl pulls my hair and I cry out loud. "JACK HELP ME!!!," I cry out.
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Jack's POV:
I run outside and I see a bunch of girls circling someone. "JACK HELP ME!!!!," I hear Amilia cry out. "JACK YOU HAVE TO HELP HER!!," a few fans yell to me. I run over with them behind me, "MOVE!! GET OFF HER!!!," I snap at them. I was furious.

The girls who told me to help Amilia moved girls out of my way who were surrounding Amilia. I see Amilia curled up in a ball and someone kicked her back. She cries out in pain and she's screaming in fear. "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY WAY!!" They all looked at me shocked and stepped aside. I hated yelling at fans. But these weren't fans.

I kneel down by Amilia, "Amilia," I speak softly. She shys away from me when I touched her shoulder. I glare at the girls who had beat her up. "Jack, we're-" "Don't lie to my face. I saw all of you. Real fans wouldn't hurt another fan." I lean down, "Amilia, sh, its okay. Your safe now. Let me help you up," I speak softly in her ear.

She was shaking and she nods slowly. I gently help her up and hold her close, she buries her face into my chest. "See what happens when you treat someone like shit. This is the result. You don't know her past, and yet you continue to hurt her." They mumble and look away from me. "Lets go back on the bus," I sa gently near her ear, kissing her head. She nods and we walk abck to the bus with security walking with us.

We get back on the bus and I walk her to the bunks. I open my curtain for her and I lay her down slowly. I wipe her tears and sit on the floor by my bunk. I run my fingers through her hair slowly and she continued to cry. "Sh... its okay now.. Your safe with me..." I pull the covers over her and kiss her head gently, "just try to get some sleep," I say softly. She was still shaking but she closed her eyes.

I close the curtain and stand up. The rest of the crew and band walk in and I walk over to them.

"Is she okay?," Alex asks. I shake my head, "I wanted to help her. Not have the living shit beat out of her." I sit on the couch and hold my head. "And you will, slowly. Just no more situations like that. She can be side stage, but standing with security and awy from the VIPs," Matt tells me. I nod and look up at them.

I know I'm meant to help Amilia. But after tonight... Things just got more difficult.