If I could dream at all, it would be about you.

*GERARD'S POINT OF VEIW!!*

I held out the gold ring with two diamonds in the shape of hearts that had Mia and Gerard ingraved on the inside. I just had to wait for her answer. She looked like she was thinking about it. Oh, SHIT! I hope she doesn't reject me! I panicked.

"Yes!" she blurted out. "Oh, God, yes! Yes, yes, YES!" I slipped the ring on her finger and pulled her into a hug. We stood there for a little while just holding each other.

"I never want to let go of you, Mariah. Never, ever." I lifted my head and kissed her tenderly. I egan to sing:

"I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid,
Asleep or dead."

She started to cry; I held her closer. She continued:

"'Cause I see you lying next to me
 With words I thought I'd never speak
 Awake and unafraid,
 Asleep or dead."

I joined her and we began to sing together.

"'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid,
Asleep or dead."

We sang at the top of our lungs.

"'Cause I see you lying next to me
With words I thought I'd never speak
Awake and unafraid
Asleep or dead."

We ended and Mariah kissed me. "I love you so much, Gerard."

"I love you too, Mia."

"The others are gonna freak as soon as we tell 'em."

"They are, aren't they?" I thought about it, laughing.

"Well, we best be headin' in. It's starting to get dark." I nodded, looking up at the sky. I took her hand and we walked up to the tourbuses, newly engaged.

*BOB'S POINT OF VEIW!!

Gerard just announced he and Mia were getting married. And yet, I still could not get Shelly to speak more than three words to me. I absolutly hated this. Davey walked to me and sat by me on the bench in the park across form the tourbuses.

"You wanna talk about it?" he asked me.

"About what?" I asked bitterly, not making eye contact with him. 

"You and Shelly?"

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Liar. You already said you would tell me." I recalled what he was talking about and realized he was right. I had said I would tell him. I sighed deeply.

"Spill." he commanded softly. I swallowed and began my story.

"Well, to start it off, I had kissed Shelly at the grocery store-" Davey was looking at me blankly. "the one a few weeks ago, remember?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry." I started again.

"Well, I kissed her and realized that I wasn't ready for a relationship- I mean period, not just with her. And the next day, I told her we just needed to forget about it. The kiss, I mean. I basically told her I didn't want to be with her, which is untrue! Then she went for a walk and hurt her leg. I felt so, so bad. And now she won't tell the the damned time of day!" I finished angrily.

"Well.." Davey started. "You have quite a dilimma." I sighed.

"Yeah, I do." Davey patted my back and got up.

"I promised Kristin I would help her with putting on her fake eyelashes," he informed me. I laughed.

"What?"

"It's just funny to think that a man is better at doing eyelashes than a girl is."

"Oh, you just suck it!" Davey said laughing, walking in the direction of their tourbus. I sighed. If only Shelly would give me another chance.

*JEAN'S POINT OF VEIW!!!*

It was a few days after Shelly's birthday. We all had fun that day. It was incredible! I was in My Chem's tourbus. I was in the "bedroom" in the back. If you can call it that. It was a little bigger than the twin bed that was pushed up against the wall. Oh, well, it was fine with me. I heard a knock at the door.

"Yes?" I answered. Mikey came in. I smiled.

"Hey," he said, "Mind if I lay with you?" I shook my head.

"No, of course not." I flipped over onto my side so we could both lay there comfortably. He layed with his back toward me, and I drew my arm over him.

"I love you," he blurted out. I was a little shocked at the suddenness. But I smiled.

"I love you too, Mikey," I responded honestly. He turned his head toward me and kissed me. I kissed back. He turned his whole body toward me and wrapped his arm around me. He pulled away and started to kiss my neck. He ran his hand gently on to my breast. He looked at me, and asked: "May I?"

"Yes," I answered. With that, he then ran his hand up my shirt. I flipped again over on to my back and he slid on top of me. He gently ran his hand to my back in order to unfasten my bra. He fiddled with it for a while and still couldn't get it undone.

"Dude, what the hell?" he exclaimed. I laughed at him. "Smooth, Mikey!"

"Here," I offered. I sat up and he wrapped his arms around me as I found the little clips and undid them.

"There you go, loser," I playfully joked. I took off my black tank top and my orange bra and set them on the floor, then took Mikey's shirt off.  I leaned back on to the bed. Mikey pressed his lips on to my breasts. I moaned softly. I slid my hand down to his jeans and unzipped them. He pulled them off so he was only in his boxers.

"You have a beautiful body, Mikey," I whispered in his ear.

"As do you, Jean," I carressed his back with my hands. He found my lips and we kissed hungrily. He slipped off my skirt and started to caress my body with soft kisses. I returned the favor and when I got my way down to his erection, gently moved my mouth over it. He moaned with pleasure.

"God, Jean!" he said. He sat up suddenly and layed me on the bed on my back. Then he slid off my underwear, and I let him have the most percious thing I could. My virginity.

*MARIAH'S POINT OF VEIW!!!*

Gerard and I were walking by the lake down the hill from the tourbuses. It was really beautiful. I looked up at Gerard. He looked at me.

"What?" asked, laughing.

"Oh, nothing," I replyed, "just thinkin' how lucky I am to be with you." I smiled. He slid his hand into my hair and kissed me. I kissed him back.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you to, Mariah," he responded, dropping to his knee, pulling out a diamond ring.

"That's why I want you to marry me."