A favour? What sort of favour could a crew of rock gods, possibly need from a fifteen year old girl? I felt myself nod and then heard a thud, as my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. It was silent for a few seconds before three knocks sounded on the door, "Hadley, you ok in there?"

Jesse.

"Yeah Jess, I just tripped over! Go back to bed." I was glad my voice didn't betray my nervous feelings. I heard him shuffle back to Ryan's room and within minutes, all we could hear was heavy snoring. I let out a breath. That was waaay too close. I got up shakily and quietly moved over to my bed. I sat on the black mattress where the BVB sheets were moved back. I felt eyes on me, following my every move. Normally I would find that intrusive but not this time. Suddenly, Andy's pocket started vibrating. He pulled out his phone and stared almost venomously at the screen, "Juliet." he spat. So he still dragged that whore around? I watched in sudden surprise as Ashley lunged forward and snatched the phone from his hands, answering it himself.

"Hello? Oh, hello Juliet."

There was a pause where we could all faintly hear Juliet screeching down the receiver.

"No, Andy's asleep. He's exhausted from the show. There were more people than we thought."

Cue more screeching.

"What do you mean I'm lying? I think I'd know where your boyfriend is you daft bimbo. I'm his bassist!"

Ashley was slowly raising his voice and I knew that soon he'd be loud enough to wake everyone. So I stood and grabbed the phone, raising a hand to stop protests. The lies were coming to me easy;

"Hello? Yes hello Juliet. My name is Olivia Darlington; I'm the Black Veil Brides' new merch manager for West California... Yes that's right. Now what seems to be the problem?"

I should NOT have asked her that.

"What's the problem? What's the PROBLEM? I will tell you what the problem is Olivia..." she spat the name like a curse, "The problem is that my BOYFRIEND hasn't even bothered to say two words to me since he left for tour! Not a peep! He's always either on stage, at a signing, eating or asleep! It's pathetic! Sammi never has to worry, Jeremy always makes time for her!" Juliet was breathing heavily after that. I stood there in amused silence for a heartbeat, "Are you finished?" I said mockingly. A sharp intake of breath sounded behind me. "I beg your pardon?" came through the phone. I sighed dramatically, "I said, are you finished?"

Silence for a few seconds before a quiet;

"Yes."

I hmphed, "Right then. As you should already know, touring is exhausting and often very, very busy. Not to offend JINXX," I emphasised the name, "But being the rhythmic guitarist isn't that much of a big deal compared to being the lead singer of a band. There are press conferences, magazine interviews, signings, shows, haters that need to be put in line, etc. Now, as Ashley said before, Andy is asleep. He passed out from exhaustion as soon as he got in the bus. Are we clear with that?" My voice held a hard edge to it that dared her to contradict me.

"Yes ma'am. All clear."

I grinned, "Good. Now goodbye."

I hung up on the probably stunned woman and handed the phone back to Andy with a smile, "Problem solved." My nerves were gone, replaced by the adrenaline rush. I scanned their faces;

Andy looked like he'd been slapped. Ashley looked impressed. Jake looked like he was going to piss himself laughing. Jinxx looked surprised. Christian was shaking in silent laughter, tears running down his face. I rose my left eyebrow at them and kept a straight face. Seriously? I lightly danced over to my bed and leaped onto it, landing ever-so-gracefully on my stomach. I reached for my phone to check the time; 4.28am. How did time do that?

I swear, not ten minutes ago, it was 2.30. I shrugged. Father Time is ridiculous. I swiped my WCDT (West Cali Dance Team) bottle from its place and popped the cap. When I turned around, the BVB boys had made themselves somewhat comfy. Ashley was sprawled on my black leather two-seater, Andy was squeezed on to my hanging chair, Jinxx and CC had made home on my beanbags and Jake had been brave enough to join me on the bed.

Ashley spoke first, "So, about this favour..." he trailed off and Jake picked up, "Will you help us?" he gave me a puppy face. I sighed in defeat, "I don't know what on Earth you could want a 15 year old to help you with but fine, I'll help." They let out a collective breath. The next thing I knew, Andy, his gazelle legs and I were in a tangled mess on my bed beside Jake. It took me a moment to realise he'd tackled me into a hug. I almost died. Andy sat us up and lifted me into his lap. Jinxx looked ready to burst from laughter and CC shook his head chuckling, "You know Andy's gay, right?"

I think my eyes fell out of my head, "WHAT?" I screeched, totally ignoring the fact people were still sleeping. Jake dug his pinkie into his ear and winced. I sent him an apologetic look. Ashley clutched his chest laughing as I turned an accusing eye on the man with his hands around my waist, "So why are you still dragging that whore around?" He looked guilty and didn't seem like he wanted to answer me, so I growled at him, "Answer me Biersack, now!" Jinxx snorted and I glared mockingly at him, "Zip it, Ferguson!"

The reaction was instant.

Silence took over the room like a blackout. I glanced at them curiously. They all seemed to be in shock. Then I realised what I had said. Did they really think that no one knew their real names?

I guess that was a wakeup call then.

A tap on my leg knocked me from my thoughts. My head jerked almost painfully and I was suddenly staring into Andy's blue eyes. His gaze was so intense; I had to fight the urge to look away. Don't be intimidated! I scolded myself. Andy's mouth was moving but it took me a second to realise he was talking to me, "...So that's why I'm dragging Juliet around." I nodded dumbly - as if I had been listening and not getting lost in blue.

Ashley laughed (Fuck its sexy!) and said grinning, "You heard none of that did you, Hadley?" Shit! I shook my head sheepishly, trying desperately not to lose myself in the wonderful way my name rolled off his perfect tongue. Jake huffed, clearly amused. Jinxx and CC shook their heads at my lack of concentration. Can you blame me? Five of the most perfect guys imaginable are lounging around MY room, talking to ME like I'm one of their own and the fact that I practically worship them every day.

My phone suddenly started screaming at me. Literally. The boys must have jumped three feet as Perfect Weapon started blaring out of my speakers. I grabbed it and looked at the screen;

Saturday, 17 July, 20125:37amCaller: Isla K.

Really Father Time? Are you serious on messing me up?

I pressed a finger to my lips as I pressed a button; "Hey Lala."

"Ley! You're awake! What a shock!"

"Oh ha-ha. So funny, Kensington. Now, why are you calling me at twenty to 6 on a Saturday morning?"

"Just reminding your sorry ass about dance training. Starts at 8:30, kay?"

"Mother of Eff. What would I do without you? I forgot."

Isla's laughter trilled down the line, "You'd be dead. I am your mind. I control you!" She was trying to be creepy.

I laughed at her, "Yeah sure. Now be a good mind and let me sleep. I'll be at your stupid dance training. Now shoo and leave me be."

"Ha-ha you got it Reagan. And remember..." She trailed off.

"If I'm not there by 8:30 sharp, you'll come to my house and drag me by my hair. I know! Now let me sleep woman!" I finished her threat for her. She repeated it often enough.

Isla giggled again, "Oh alright Your Majesty! Go back to your dreams of Ashley Purdy." I could hear her grin beyond the phone, but by the look on Ash's face, he'd heard her too.

Double shit.