All Time Low had gotten a break after about 45 minutes of playing and just goofing off on stage.

"Alright, Alex," Alex said when he got to me and then told me the game plan, "We're gonna be singing a couple more songs, and when you hear Six Feet Under The Stars, you'll be up after that. When I get to 'The neighbors said she moved away', I want you to start making your way out, okay?" I nodded slowly. He put his hand on my shoulder, "We know you can do this. You just have to believe it yourself."

Alex gave me a hug and starting making his way back onstage. I knew there was a reason I loved him. He's always been my inspiration, and if I'm not performing for me, I'm doing this for him.

As promised, when Alex got to that part, I started walking out, mic in hand. Jamie held me for support until I reached the edge of the stage.

I paused and Jamie pointed at Alex on stage, "Do this for him, Alex. Do this for your hero."

I kissed Jamie, breathing deeply before continuing onto the stage. I heard a few screams, and knew instantly that they knew who I was. I smiled and took my place next to Alex.

When it came to my part, I breathed in again, raised my mic up, closed my eyes, and just let go.

I'm not coming back, I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak, but you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt
Now the rain is just washing you out of my hair

And out of my mind, keeping an eye on the world
So many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now, I'm at home in the clouds
Towering over your head

Alex kept going as I opened my eyes again. When he was done, the crowd erupted into screams once more.

"Wasn't she wonderful?" Alex said into his microphone. The crowd screamed and Alex continued, "This is a good friend of mine, Alex. Not to be confused with me, of course. See, she thinks the surprises are done, but she's wrong." I looked at Alex and he laughed, "She's going to kill me for this, but could I please have Jack, Rian, Zack, Hot Chelle Rae, and her best friend, Rebekah, to come out here, please?"

Everyone came out from backstage with microphones in their hands and smiles on their faces, which was weird, because I didn't see Ian, Ryan, Nash, or Rebekah come inside the venue before the show started.

"Please don't hurt us, Alex," Jamie said into his mic, smiling and wrapping his arm around me. He started singing happy birthday and not long after, every single person was singing along. I covered my face with my hands and leaned into Jamie. I felt him chuckle as he kept singing.

When everyone was done, I heard Alex ask, "So, Alex. How old are you?"

I lifted myself off of Jamie when Jack chimed in, "She can't be any older than 17. Anything other than that is probably a lie."

I laughed and replied, "I'm actually 20, but thank you. I'll appreciate that comment when I'm older."

"There is no fucking way you're 20," Jack said, shocked.

"I am completely serious."

"That's great, because now my feelings toward you aren't that weird anymore," Jack joked.

"Only you, Jack," I smiled.

Everyone but ATL walked off stage to let them finish up their concert. Except for me, who was unwillingly being carried by Jamie.

"I really don't know why you insist on carrying me everywhere," I laughed when Jamie put me down.

"I know how you like to be held, Alex," Jamie replied, sticking his tongue out at me.

I stuck my tongue back out at him, "Not what I meant."

He laughed, grabbing my hand, "I know."

"So, what are we doing now, birthday girl?" Ryan asked.

"Um..." I trailed off, thinking, "We've already watched every Disney movie and I'm fairly certain nothing could top meeting Alex Gaskarth, so I don't know..."

"Come on, Alex," Nash practically begged, "I don't want to have to resort to hearing about how much more attractive Ryan thinks he is than me."

"You only don't want to resort to it because you know you'd lose," Ryan said smiling.

I rolled my eyes, "Well, what is there to do around here?"

"It's Hollywood. What isn't there to do?" Ian laughed.

"Oh, can we go stalk Paris Hilton?" I yelled.

"Ew... Why?" Rebekah asked.

"Would you rather your boyfriend try to say he's more attractive than you?" I winked at her.

She smirked, "I suppose not."

"That's what I thought," I laughed.

My birthday was just like any other day. Except people kept wanting me to pick what we do.

We did stalk Paris Hilton. Well... We stalked someone who looked an awful lot like her... Needless to say, the girl was a little creeped out.

But all awkwardness aside, it really was one of the best birthdays I've ever had. True, it's no surprise I've never had the best birthday experiences growing up, but I still managed.

~

The next morning, I got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, still not fully believing what happened yesterday.

"Good morning, beautiful!" Ryan said.

"Why are you so happy?" I asked, rubbing my eyes.

"No reason. It's just a beautiful morning," he smiled.

I raised my eyebrow at him, but decided to just drop it, "Where is everybody?"

"They went out," he replied simply.

"Out where...?"

"I don't know. Ian said something about getting ready for the show tonight."

"And you didn't go...?" I wondered.

"No," he said, "I can get ready here just fine."

"Something's up, Ry. I know it, and I'm gonna find out what it is," I said, pointing a finger at him as I walked away.

Nothing good ever happens the day after your birthday and someone, especially a Follese, acts weird. It's not to say I didn't see this coming. Because Ryan doesn't just say 'Good morning, beautiful!' to anyone unless he's hiding something. I just wish he'd tell me. I'm not all that great at guessing games.

~

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