Charlotte's P.O.V

So, You could say I can sing. Never thought I'd get pulled on stage. Never thought I'd get told to sing. Never thought that a million eyes would be on me at once. So yeah, I was never prepared for the thought of singing with someone on stage. Oh. You want details? Right, Where do I start? Let's go to the tree scene.

***TREE TIME***

A/N: Hey, so I got some messages on tumblr, some said that it was too soon... So I'm going to make it a little fair for everyone... Hope you like what I came up with.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to kiss you!" I shouted, bumping into the tree and then stepping back from it with my hands out in front of me. "Charlie! It's okay" Gerard chuckled. "No, it isn't. You just got out of a relationship... It's not right for me to just swoop in!" I know that Miranda did give up the relationship for me but I'm not that type of girl. "It's fine!" Gerard's smile still lit up on his face from the kiss. "No. It isn't, just, forget that happened" I turned around and swiftly walked away. "Charlotte!" Gerard called after me.

I sprinted back to the bus, just as I was about to open the door a wild Frank and Mike ran into me. "Hey! We were just wondering where you went!" Mikey smiled. "Why?" I looked around, trying to see if Gerard caught up yet. "SHOPPING!" Frank waved his hands around excitedly. "Right" I reached into my back pocket, finding a squished packet of cigarettes. "Fuck!" I pulled the box out and groaned. "Great" I threw them at Frank and he smiled, "Thanks babe" He kissed my cheek and opened the packet. "Let's go" I said, pushing them away from the bus. "Woah, someone's excited" Frank chuckled, a squished cigarette dangling from his lips.

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We got some casual clothes which Frank complained about, he wanted me to get a pretty dress but I didn't want to dance around in a dress that could easily be lifted up. We finally got back to the bus, Mike carrying all my bags since Frank was being lazy. "30 minutes love" Mike passed me my bags and I jogged into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door and getting changed. I liked the clothes I got, I mostly got them from 'Hot topic', surprise surprise. I checked myself out in the mirror. "Hmm... cool" I sighed. I slipped my leather converse on and clasped my golden heart shaped locket around my neck. Yeah, that looks good. Should I brush my hair? Yeah I should. I grabbed my brush and de-tangled my hair. I decided to pull my curling iron out and curl my hair. Done. I unlocked the bathroom door and walked out, in the hallway was Frank, he was tying a red bow tie around his neck. He was dressed in fully black, he had a button up shirt and skinny jeans with black converse.

"Here. Let me help" I went over to him and he faced me, letting go of the bow tie. "You have it all tangled silly" I smiled and twisted it back to normal. I readjusted it and patted his shoulders. "Well don't you look fancy?" I smirked. "I try" He agreed. Mikey was dressed in a grey jumper, black skinny jeans and white converse with a dark grey beanie. "Ready!?" I asked as I opened the bus door. "I was born ready" Frank jumped off the bus and nearly face planted to the ground. "Are you sure about that Frank?" Mikey chuckled while walking off the bus. I was the last one off, I closed the bus door and locked it, shoving the keys into my back pocket.

We followed the sounds of music and lights. I think it was at the main stage area. Bands were allowed to play if they wanted to and DJ's were hired. There was alcohol, food and smoke everywhere. People were singing and dancing, some with shoes, some without. Most of the people that were dancing, I recognized. "I found Ray" Frank grabbed my arm and I grabbed Mikey's hand, we were pushing our way through the crowd to Ray. A DJ was playing music really loud and a girl was singing her heart out on stage, I didn't mind the song though. My hips swayed to the music as we walked. (*A/N: The song playing is 'Selfies-Nina Nesbitt'*). I was really in the mood for a dance. I kind of don't want to confront Gerard yet, I'm a little embarrassed of my outburst. I was being over dramatic. I should apologize. The girl on stage twirled around and bobbed to the beat of the music.

"You want to dance?" Mikey asked me, a goofy smile on his face. "Frank! Tell Ray and Gee that Mikey and I are dancing!" I shouted over the music and Frank nodded. Mikey pulled me to the front of the crowd. I laughed as some girl whacked him on the back of his head. He winced and then laughed with me. We swayed together, throwing our arms everywhere. Just enjoying the music and making a fool out of each other. Mikey grabbed my hand and spun me around. The song ended and Nina (Singer) thanked everyone. My jaw dropped when Hayley Williams came onto the stage, her short orange hair shining in the lights. "Hey guys!" She smiled into the microphone and everyone screamed. I held in my fan girl side, biting my lip. "Are you guys going to stay the night?" She grinned, her eyebrows furrowed. The music began as she sang. Mike and I jumped on the spot together when the beat dropped.

(A/N: I know, this is the 2nd time I have used this song in this story, but you don't understand my love for Hayley and Paramore and this song just makes me happy. Continue on...)

"Are you gonna stay the night?" We sung together along with Hayley. Hayley must have noticed us singing horribly because she giggled and winked at me. My heart stopped beating and my inner 12 year old exploded. Mikey laughed at me and adjusted his beanie as he danced. I saw someone familiar waiting side stage. Was that Frank? Is he going to sing! Frank was a beautiful singer. I remember the first time he sung to me, we were in high school...

**High school**

Frank's coming over and my room is still a fucking mess. I pulled on my hair. There was a few knocks on my bedroom door. Shit. "Charlotte! Open the door sugar" He knocked on the door again. "Hold on Frankie" I hurriedly shoved everything under my bed. I grabbed my dirty clothes and chucked them in my bathtub, I closed the bathroom door and quickly looked around. "Are you naked? That's fine with me. I don't mind" Frank kept on trying to open the door. "Shut up Frank! Just a second okay!" I grabbed my clean clothes and threw them in my wardrobe, I opened my curtains and windows. Hoping that all the cigarette smoke would leave my room. Frank didn't know I smoked, I was kind of afraid that he'd be unhappy with me. I fanned it out and sprayed perfume everywhere and on my face.

I unlocked the door and smiled at Frank, he was leaning against the door frame. "Took you long enough, what were you doing anyway?" He barged in and flopped onto my bed. "Nothing" I crossed my arms and closed the door with my foot. "Oh cool! You got that guitar!" Frank jumped off the bed and strolled towards the guitar in my room. My eyes widened, shit. "Frank! Don't touch it!" I walked in front of him. "Why?" He asked. "Because- Fine! It's your birthday present" I forgot to put the guitar away, how stupid am I? "Really! For me! Holy shit Charlie! I fucking love you!" He picked me up and swung me around. I knew he loved that guitar, he always kept his eye on it. "Okay! fine! You can have it now then" He let me go and picked it up. He gasped and stroked it. "It's so beautiful" He mumbled. "Thought you'd like it" I smiled and sat on my bed. "You don't know how much I love you right now!" He sat on my bed and tuned it. He basically taught himself how to play the guitar, he told me everything about his Dad and how he was his inspiration.

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I remember when we were ten years old, lying next to each other in his mothers garden. I had my hair in brown pigtails and wore a denim play suit with a pink jumper underneath. He'd wear a black T-shirt with light denim shorts, his hair was cut short and styled. "What do you want to be when you grow up Frankie?" I asked him, sitting up to drink my lemonade. "How cool would it be to- uh. I don't know. Don't worry about it" He shook his head and laid back down. "I won't judge you" I smiled, playing with my hair. "Well, I'd love to be in a band. You know the music your dad listens to?" He asked, excitement in his eyes. I nodded my head furiously. "That type of stuff!" He grinned. "Do it then! You're talented! You can play the guitar!" I gushed. He blushed and looked away. "No, it's just a dream anyway. Not like it's anything serious" He brushed it off and I frowned. "Frank Anthony Iero Jr. I promise that you will be in a band when you grow up" I stuck my little pinky out. He hesitated before shaking my pinky. "Promise?" He asked. "Promise" I smirked.

Kind of funny how things turned out for him. He started playing in bands when he was eleven. He was the cool kid on the street.

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"You know what, I actually wrote this song... Wanna hear it?" He looked up at me, a cute little smirk on his face. "Yeah!" I smiled. At first I thought he meant like guitar solo, but then he sang... My breath left my lungs and my eyes bugged right out of my skull. He smiled at my reaction and continued to sing along to the guitar. Once he finished he raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?" I gave him a funny look. "What do I think? I can't even think! Wow Frank!" I gushed. "You're turn!" He pushed the guitar onto my lap. "Frank... You know I don't like singing in front of people" I blushed and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Here! Sing with me!" He scooted over to me and the whole afternoon was spent on him teaching me how to play the guitar and sing his song.

***NOW***

Hayley bowed and walked off the stage. Frank strolled out, holding not one but two guitars. Suddenly, out of nowhere, I was being pulled up on stage. Mikey picked me up and Frank grabbed my hand, pulling me up with him. When I stumbled onto the stage everyone cheered and I froze. Everyone is looking at me, oh god. Run like a motherfucker! I shouted in my brain but I was completely frozen. "Charlotte. It's okay" Frank rubbed my back and called out for two chairs. Two men dressed in black, ran on stage with two chairs. I sat down and took a deep breath, my hands were shaking. "Just like high school" Frank whispered as he tuned his guitar. I tuned mine and tried to remember the chords to play.

"You start?" He raised an eyebrow, his smile was small. I began to play, people in the front row gasped. Okay, so being taught by not only your best friend, but your father, on how to play the guitar was cool. My father was in a band and used to be the lead guitarist. He was talented and his band became famous. He taught me all the tips and tricks. He loved that I was into art but always wanted me to make a career out of music. I never had the guts to do it though, Having social anxiety is hard when you're in a band. I didn't want to freak out one day and leave the band I was with hanging, so I chose the safe route, I joined DC comics.

"When the lights go out. Will you take me with you, And carry all this broken bone. Through six years down in crowded rooms, And highways I call home? Something I can't know 'til now. 'Til you pick me off the ground. With a brick in hand, your lip-gloss smile, Your scraped-up knees." I started to sing. Frank started to bring the rhythm into the song and we sang together. People swayed and waved their arms in the sky, back and forth.

Terrified of what I'd be. As a kid from what I've seen. Every single day when people try, And put the pieces back together. Just to smash them down. Turn my headphones up real loud. I don't think I need them now, 'Cause you stopped the noise." I sang again and people whistled.

Frank sang the rest and then nodded at me to do the big guitar solo. I shook my head and sent him a 'you do it' look. He motioned for me and I gave up. "Well anytime you want..." Frank sung and that was my cue. I did the guitar solo, remembering every chord and note. It was silent besides the obvious guitar. "Don't walk away, Don't walk away, Don't walk away" I sung and Frank started with the ending. "'Cause if you stay I will either wait all night Or until my heart explodes" His voice was silky smooth. I closed my eyes as I strummed the guitar.

We looked at each other and sung into the microphone as we sung the last line together, "You can run away with me anytime you want" The whole place roared into applause and whistles. I got off the chair, Frank following suite. I felt my eyes water, I turned to Frank, putting the guitar down and gave him a hug. He chuckled as I rocked us back and forth. I let him go and kissed his cheek. I waved to everyone and Mikey put the thumbs up at me. I picked the guitar up again and left the stage with Frank.

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"FRANK!! YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME!" I laughed, hitting him on the arm. "It was a surprise! The surprise being that... drum roll please" He stood up straight waiting for me to tap something. I tapped the pole closest to us. "The guy for Warped wanted our band to play something soft in the set list. That soft song is that song, the one we just played. So... My question for you Charlie is, Do you want to play that song with me every show?" He had an expecting face on, a hopeful look in his eyes and a happy smile on his lips. "Okay. Whatever!" I smiled and he jumped up and down. "YES!! WOOHOO!" He gave me a high five and the picked me up. He ran off the back stage steps and into the crowds of people. "Excuse me. Pardon me. Sorry. Woops!" He tried to get to the bar. "This calls for a, a drink. If we can get to the bar" He looked around for a way through.

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"And then he was like, Charrrlie! Y-you better not be hiding my TV remote. I totally was thoough" I slurred. Everyone laughed and I smacked the bench top. "Give me a... I don't fucking know" I giggled and Frank lifted his head up from the bar. He had a random tiara dangling from his hair. "Wha- huh? Oh Charlotte! Heeeey there" He had one of his eyes closed and his hair was ruffled up. "Stop winking at me, weirdo!" I pushed his face back and he pouted. "You hurt me Charles" He rubbed his face and blinked slowly, falling asleep. "FRANKAKAKAKA" I had a short attention span. I started making weird bird noises while getting handed a drink. "What's this?" I asked the bartender. "It's called a 'I don't fucking know'" He polished the bench top. "Well you didn't have to be rude about it" Obviously not seeing that that was the actual name for the drink. I sipped on it and my eyes widened. This drink is amazing. "MMMM" I moaned out loud. "Stop having sex! Why are you in my room having sex?" Frank mumbled, his head slightly off the bench. "Franka, we aren't even home. We're at a barr. Taste this" I shoved the drink under his nose and he moved back.

"No! Try it!" I kept on putting it in his face. "Okay! What's it called" He groaned. "I don't fucking know" I smiled. "Then why did you order it?" Frank raised an eyebrow. "No, the drink is called 'I don't fucking know'" He shrugged and took a sip. "MMMM" He moaned in delight. "I know right!" I smacked the bench and took a sip. "I need beds and 'Z's" Frank blinked his eyes open and kept them wide open. "Here, I'll take you back" I slipped off the bar stool and held my arm out for him. He slid off the bar stool and fell onto his back. I laughed and grabbed his arm, dragging him up so he'd be on his feet. "Thank you Charlooootte" He dragged my name out. "Let's go Fraaaank" I replied.

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We stumbled to the bus. Laughing our heads off, arm in arm and eyes half closed. "Where the hell have you two been?" Gerard asked crankily. "Woah! Woah! Waaaaoah!" I put my hand out in front of his face. I giggled and Gerard glared at me. I poked his nose making a 'pop' sound. Frank laughed and stumbled a bit. Gerard showed no amusement. "We were having a couple of drinks. Only one! I swear" I lied, obviously, I was as drunk as a skunk. "Yeah! pfft... only one" Frank agreed. "Where are the keys?" Gerard ignored our comments, folding his arms over one another. "Right here!" I pulled the keys out of my pocket and jangled them. Gerard went to snatch them but I threw my hand back. "Not so quick! Guess which hand they are in!" I hiccuped. "Frank! Take them! Take themmm and ruuuunnn" I whisper yelled. Frank nodded his head and took them. He only took one step before face planting.

"OW" He groaned. My brain was getting fuzzy. "You stink Frank" I giggled as I crawled to where the keys were. "Got 'em!" I shouted only for them to be snatched out of my grip. I frowned and watched as Gerard shoved the key into the bus door, Twisting it open and turning to me. "Inside. NOW!" He shouted, he looked really pissed off. "What's stuck up his ass?" I helped Frank up and we stumbled into the bus. Gerard slammed the door closed and glared at us. Frank and I were limply laying on each other on the couch. Gerard crossed his arms and checked the time. Mikey and Ray ran onto the bus. "There they are!" Ray exclaimed. Mikey smiled and wiped his forehead. "You really scared us there" He chuckled.

Gerard gave me a look of death mixed with hell before turning around and sauntering to his bunk. What did I do?

Notes

Hey guys!
So, I got some messages. Some telling me that the kiss was perfect, others saying it was too soon. I decided to make it fair for everyone, the kiss still exists. Some things are happening up ahead. Friendships may break... Tears may fall. (Just kidding, but something along the lines of that).

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