Maybe, just maybe, it wasn't meant to be. Or maybe I fell in love a little harder than I should have, and I realized- It's not a fairy tale like I thought. So Calum will go back to Australia, and pursue his dream. I'll stay here in Chicago. Waiting for him.

Notes

Hey guys, okay so YAY this is the official ending of Dancing in The Dark! It's actually a really sweet concept when you think about it, so please don't yell at me too much? Oh who am I kidding, you guys are going to go to town with caps XD Anyway- I MET LUKE AND MICHAEL GUYS I FORGOT MY OWN NAME FOR A SECOND OML LUKE TOLD ME HE LOVED ME AND I KNOW HE SAYS THAT TO EVERYONE BUT HIS MOUTH FORMED THE WORDS AND THEN PUT THEM IN THE DIRECTION OF MY EAR ON PUURRPOOSSE IM CRYING FUCK. ANYWAY YEAH XD Love you noobs xx

-R.S

I smile to myself, and lean back in my chair. Which, I forgot Max broke when she was showing me how to surf on a CHAIR, and I fall backwards onto the floor. Welcome to my fucking life.

"Fuck." I grumble, and shoot a death glare at Max, who is sitting on my bed laughing her ass off.

"Faaiil." She laughs.

"Oh shut up." I huff, and sit over next to her, against the wall. "So, have you called Calum yet?" The fact that she ACTUALLY got his number, is so amazing to me. She's like, a super human! Many have tried, and almost all have failed.

"No, we're getting very comfortable over text though." She giggles quietly. I raise an eyebrow, and grab her phone out of her hands. "Hey- Don't!" I click on Calum's name a LOT of texts come up. All of them are flirty and cute, and some of them are sexting style. I raise my eyebrows. She tries to take her phone back, but I get on my back and use my feet to push her away.

"You sent him nudes?" I laugh, "Oh, oh my god he sent you them to!" I burst out laughing, but try to keep reading. "What the fuck Max, you're getting more action than I've had in my entire life!" I laugh. She smiles but keeps trying to get the purple phone."Oh my god- He calls you baby, that's so fucking cute!" I squeal, "You guys are sooo OTP!" I laugh.

"Stop it- I don't even think you used that right." She laughs.

"Don't have to, I'm a fangirl, it just needs to sound like we know what we're talking about." I shrug, giggling. I keep scrolling through the millions of texts they've had through out the week. They seriously have to boundaries, it's goals. "Does he even know you're two years younger?" I ask.

"Of course he does, he doesn't care." I raise an eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't he care?"

"He's with a lot of girls, as long as I'm not like thirteen, we're okay." I stop kicking my feet and sit up. She snatches her phone and huffs.

"What do you mean, he's with a lot of girls?" I frown.

"You know. Groupies and stuff." She shrugs.

"A-And you're okay with that?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Of course I am, he's famous. I knew what I was getting myself into." Max shrugs. I frown a little more. I can't even imagine sharing whoever I'm with with a bunch of other random girls like that. I think she notices the expression on my face. "It's fine, I honestly don't care." She smiles reassuringly. I nod slowly. The door bell rings, so I walk out to the front room and answer it. And if my life couldn't get more fucked up, there, standing right in front of me.

"F-F-F-F-F-F-F-Five s-s-s-s-sauc-ce." I stutter, my heart pounding in my chest. My breathing becomes extremely unsteady, and next thing I know everything is black.

***** TWO DAYS EARLIER THAN THIS, LUKE'S POV*****

"Guys." I groan.

"What." Michael asks.

"I miss Riley." I frown, and flop onto the couch.

"You spoke to her in real life with like three sentences." Calum laughs, on his phone. He gets text, and bites his lip.

"Yeah, but I used to talk to her online a lot." I groan.

"Well what happened?" Ashton asks.

"Nothing, we just haven't had enough time lately, because of tour-"

"Hiii!" Squeals Amy, who runs into the room. I roll my eyes in the other direction, and get up.

"Hey Amy." I smile.

"Sup." Michael says. Calum nods and Ashton just sighs. Amy is my "girlfriend". Management is paying her to pretend to date me, and I couldn't be more annoyed with her. "Normal" guys, would say she's hot, but she really just isn't my type. I like the more awkward, goofy, dorky type. Like me! Haha, I'm funny. Anyway, I like girls like Riley, and Amy is the opposite. She has big boobs and butt, while having a tiny waist. She's blonde and tan, and, I don't know. I just don't find her attractive, that's all. Plus she has the voice of a valley girl.

"So, boys, sorry to interrupt your little chit chat thingy," She giggles, "But Lukey and I have a date to go on."

"Oh, right." I mumble, then start looking for my phone.

"Did you forget Lukey?" She asks in a whiny voice.

"Um, no, no I didn't." I lie. She's acting as if we are actually dating.

ASHTON'S POV

When Luke and Amy leave, I speak up.

"I have an idea."

"What is it?" Michael asks.

"We'll see how Luke feels about it later." I add.

"Okay, but what it is?"

***** PRESENT DAY, RILEY'S POV *****

"Riley, wake up." I hear Max say. I open my eyes a little. Okay, so was 5SOS at my door just a dream then? I look around. NOPE. DEFINITELY NOT A DREAM. I sit up, my head throbbing.

"Y-Y-A-A-M-M-Max are they real." I whisper.

"Yes, they're real." She rolls her eyes. Luke's eyes have been focused on me the entire time, and I swear I'm about to pass out again.

"S-S-So um. W-W-W-W-Why..." I can't even finish my sentence. Them. The people I have dedicated years to. The people who have saved me more times than they think, the people who gave me enough courage to finally stick up for myself to Stazzi. They are standing right in front of me. Calum is looking intently at Max, who hardly even really notices he's there, she's focused on me.

"I don't know, you passed out before they could say anything." She laughs. Max turns her head to face them, "Soo, why ARE you here?"

"You won a contest." Michael says happily to me. I raise my eyebrows, but my heart is still racing so fast it's hard to breathe.

"W-What?"

"It was a secret contest type of thing, the tenth person to see us backstage got to go on tour with us." Ashton explains. I look at Luke, who's completely focused on me.

"Um." I wrinkle my eyebrows.

"So do you want to? Go on tour with us?" Michael asks.

"I don't- Um, I-"

"Give us a second?" Max interrupts, and pulls me into our room. "Do you want to?" I shake my head.

"No."

"What? Wait. WHAT? Why not? This is like, probably the best thing that could ever happen to a girl like you." She laughs.

"W-What if I mess everything up." I frown, my eyes getting watery. "I'm not interesting. The only reason I have friends on the internet is because I'm apart of the fandom... Besides that, I have nothing. I can't talk about them, TO them! Staying home is better than fucking everything up with the most important people in my life." I frown.

"Riley." Max frowns. "You're interesting, okay? I don't just like you because you obsess over a band."

"Yeah, but you're different."

"Think for a second. This is the moment you'll look back on for the rest of your life. This moment might be more important than your own fucking WEDDING. Do you really want to let all this opportunity you save slip from your fingertips?"

I frown. "No. But I'm not cool. I'm not funny, I'm not interesting, I have nothing going for me. I'm just extra weight they have to carry around. I can't even form a proper word around them." I frown.

"You'll be okay." She pauses. "What if I went?"

"Huh?"

"What if I went with you on tour?" Max smiles. I nod.

"Okie."

"Okay, now come on, try to stand properly." She takes my hand and we walk back to the front room. "She'll go if I can go too." Max says strongly.

Calum looks at everyone else, and they shrug and nod. My face probably looks like a mix of smiling and needing to cry and breakdown.

After they clear everything up with my mom, we pack our stuff, and then we're in a tour bus. While Max does what she does best, and talks to Michael, Calum and Ashton, I sit shyly on the couch, with my knees to my chest. I don't belong in this kind of scene, Max does. I'm better behind a computer. I'll always be better being the girl no one can see, the girl who can't speak to a person normally, so she spills everything into a chapter. I'm not supposed to be here.

"Hi." Luke smiles shyly, sitting next to me.

"H-Hi." See? I can't stutter on a screen.

"Um, so, sorry we kind of like, kidnapped you." He laughs a little bit, and I smile. I actually smile NORMALLY, too.

"That's okay, this is kinda what everyone dreams about." I shrug. Oh? I can actually form a sentence? It's about fucking time.

"Yeah, that's true." He smiles at me. AT ME. HE SMILES AT ME. My heart gets all fluttery.

"So guys," Ashton starts, "we only have four beds, which means Calum you probably have to share a bed with Michael or me, and Someone has to sleep on a couch."

Max, standing so confidently, like she belongs here (which she does), has her hands in her back pockets when she says, "Or I could bunk with Calum." She shrugs. Everyone's eyebrows raise, besides Calum's and hers. They look totally natural.

"Uh- Okay, what about you, Riley? Where do you wanna sleep?" He asks. I look over at Max, and it's obvious she's trying to tell me something with her eyes but this isn't a fanfiction, so I have no idea what she's trying to say.

"Oh- Uh.. I don't- I don't really care.. Where ever." Wow. That's my well put together answer. Now you have to understand, I am not the type of person to be like 'I'll sleep with Luke or Mikey? Yeah, thanks'. I could only say something like that online. I'm not like Max, no matter how much I want to be.

"Okay, well you can either sleep on the couch, or one of us can bunk with someone else and you can have your own bed." No way in hell I'm asking for my own bed when it's THEIR tour.

"Uh, couch then."

"Okay, cool, now that that's settled. Let's go, I'm hungry." Michael says, and everyone heads to the door, besides Luke and I. They leave, and then something slaps me in the face: I AM ALONE IN THE SAME ROOM AS LUKE ROBERT HEMMINGS.

"Soo, what kind of bands do you like?" He asks. OH MY GOD HE'S SPEAKING TO ME.

"Um, just like, All Time Low, Good Charlotte, Green Day, Twenty One Pilots, ACDC, Nirvana, um. You guys... Obviously." I blush. Fuck am I awkward.

"Cool, same." He laughs. OH MY GOD HIS LAUGH IS EVEN CUTER IN REAL LIFE I'M MENTALLY DYING. "Well, except for us, we're not that great." He laughs a little.

I frown and look over at him, "Are you kidding me?" I raise my eyebrows. Uh oh. Inner fangirl. "Your music is fucking amazing, I dream of making that make of an impact on someone in three short minutes." OH MYGOD I CUSSED AT LUKE HEMMINGS WHAT IS HAPPENING, "You're saving thousands of lives just by being you, including mine. You're showing people how to be themselves and not give a fuck about what people say they'll be. I love you, I mean" Shit, curse my words. "we ALL love you. You're giving us purpose. Your band is great." I say strongly, then return to my awkward shell of reality.

LUKE'S POV

My heart does cartwheels.

"Sorry. You probably think I'm really weird now." She bites her lip.

"Um. N-No, that was actually one of the nicest things I've ever heard." I smile. She looks over at me and smiles.

Notes

ahahahahahahahaha my fangirl is screaming