Kellin laughs and rubs his arm exaggeratedly. "Manly? Is that because of the tattoos? I wouldn't let those fool you. I'm all manicures mud packs in private," he jokes. "Oh Georgie is a girl? I assumed that was a boy's name," he says with a little chuckle. "I'm not sure all of me will fit behind her, but if it's a scary movie, you'll definitely see me try." He smirks at her, but then us taken aback when she holds his hand. He didn't expect her to make a move, but he was glad that she did. He holds her hand and squeezes it gently as they walk, looking over and smiling at her. It made him feel like maybe she was interested, but he didn't want to take it for granted. "You know you're really pretty when you smile," Kellin says to her softly.

"Muscles? I can't say I ever noticed them, really," Kellin smiles. Outwardly, Kellin did have quite a manly rocky look thanks to being tall and tattooed, but inside he was actually one of the sweetest and most down to earth guys around. "Really? Well call me manly, then," he laughs. "My sister made me get one once. It wasn't all bad." He smiles at her as they continue to walk. When she returns his compliment, he smiles warmly at her. "Thank you," he says with a gentle smile. He was glad they were holding hands, it seemed like a step towards where he wanted to be with her, and it was nice that she had taken the chance to hold his. In the few months since they met they had become close, bonding over wrestling and a number of other things, and they had spent hours on the phone to each other when he was off on tour, as well as their dates, but he was always worried Ansley just wanted him as friend and nothing more. But between the hand holding and the awkward way she asked if they were friends, Kellin realised then that she clearly felt something as well. "Friends?" he asks with a nervous smile. It was now or never for him and she had basically given him a window. "Of course we're friends....but...you know, um I was kinda hoping we could be more than friends. Sorry if I got it wrong...but I really like you a lot and I feel like we have a great connection. And I was hoping you felt the same," he says with a nervous smile, half expecting to be shot down then and there.

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"Does it make you swoon, how manly I am?" Kellin teases. He liked being around Ansley, because she was a girl who was more honest and real than most he interacted with. For the most part, girls Kellin had met in the past were just obsessed with the fact he was in a band, and it made them desperate. But not her - she was just an easy going sweet girl who shared some geeky interests with him, which he loved about her. When she speaks, he chuckles a little. "I guess we were both too nervous to say anything," he says with a nervous laugh. He had wanted to say something for a while, but didn't want to scare her off. He smiles when she says they both feel the same. "I guess we were both being overly-cautious," he chuckles. "I'm so glad you feel the same though. I've been wanting to tell you that since before I went on tour." He kisses her cheek again. "Me too. It was the best thing that's ever happened to me at a wrestling show, meeting you. And you know I wouldn't say that if I didn't mean it," he says. "So what do we call each other now?" he laughs. He liked the fact they were different to other people and had got to this point naturally without forcing it like so many seemed to do.

Kellin laughs. "Well if you do decide to swoon at some point, be sure to let me know. You would be the first and I'd like to make note," he chuckles. He was glad to have Ansley in his life, because she just accepted the geek that he was. People expect someone in a band to be much more badass and cool than Kellin is - even though he's not uncool - and many would be disappointed that he wasn't being a "real rockstar" but not Ansley. She just liked Kellin for Kellin. "Yeah, that long," he smirks. "That's why I liked phoning you when I was gone. It made me smile to hear your voice at the other end of the phone," he says, squeezing her hand. When she calls herself his girlfriend, Kellin nods, trying not to look too goofy with his smile. "I'd like that," he smiles, trying to contain the excitement inside. He was so happy that she wanted to be his girlfriend. "I'm sorry for smiling so weird. I'm just rally happy to be your boyfriend," he chuckles. "You're a really great girl."

Rory was having a hard time with himself, he was overcome with stress and homesickness and had been taking it out on his best mates. This was so untypically Rory, which was why he couldn't deal with these issues, this was nothing he was used to. Being so level headed and easy going was his traits in the past but things had changed. He had packed a few bags into the boot of his car and drove off, before finding himself in a place all too familiar, the same doorstep that he walked away from broken the last time he had encountered it. He got out of the car and dragged himself to that very doorstep before looking up at the windows to see if any lights were on, before knocking on the front door.

Rory waited for Veronica to open the door, but as she did, he saw the look of surprise on her face but it wasn't the surprised face that made him feel welcome. It wasn't the same to him as when he used to have the door opened to her smiling and being happy to see him. He didn't like things the way they were now but there was nothing he could do about that. "Hey, I'm sorry to show up like this... May I come in? I won't keep you long I promise..."

Rory puts on a little smile, he didn't mean it though, he couldn't bring himself to mean it. "Thank you..." He walked into her house, he hated his awkwardness towards Veronica but he didn't feel right around her anymore, he knew she was over him but he couldn't say the same for himself. "I had no one else to turn to... I'm feeling so shit these days... So basically I came to say goodbye, I can't keep myself near here..."

Rory saw the look on her face, almost as if she didn't believe him. "Home... I've postponed the new album. I just feel like I can't cope anymore... Being here..." He spoke calmly, he just sounded empty in his voice. He followed her to the living room. "Funny." He said sarcastically. "I wish that was the problem, trust me... Veronica, it's killing me here. Being so far away from my home. I used to love it here but I just can't anymore."

He sat down in the opposite sofa, he looked across at her. "It sounds pathetic, I know... But the rest of the band want to record this record out here and I'm helpless. I don't want to ruin things for them, I already am and I don't want to make it even worse..." He sighs a little and looks down. "I am miserable here, but I feel like I'll make things worse by leaving. What do I do Veronica? You're the smart one..."

"I couldn't do that to them, Veronica. I'm meant to be their level head when they crack under the pressure... Like I have... I can't compromise here." He was deflated, he felt awful and Veronica doing her best to avoid giving Rory any proper advice just made things worse. Veronica used to be the person to stop Rory doing any thing stupid, but she was happy to let him make up his own mind this time. "Please Veronica... I need your help, I feel trapped..."

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