If You Only Knew

Kaley's POV

Waking up Monday morning was one of the hardest things that I've ever done... Okay, maybe that's a bit of an exaggeration, but it was still really rough. This was the first morning in the last two weeks that I would wake up and not see Darren. For the past two weeks, I had seen Darren every single day and now he was gone, back to LA. It hadn't even been twenty-four hours yet and I already missed him terribly.

After saying goodbye to him, Leah and I had returned to the limo, each of us lost in our own thoughts and sadness as our guys were taken away from us. We had all grown really close in the past two weeks and it had been hard to say goodbye, even if they were coming back to visit at the end of the week.

I didn't forget to give the package to Steven, which turned out to be a very generous tip in thanks for all that he'd done for us over the past two weeks. That gesture just made me love him even more, especially since I got to see how Darren's actions affected Steven. I think that that was the first time that I had ever seen him cry, but in the good way. He kept trying to thank Leah and I, telling us that we'd never know how much that meant to him. I had to remind him more than once that this was Darren's doing, but I would be sure to pass on the message for him.

After a teary eyed goodbye to Steven, Leah and I climbed the stairs up to our apartment, each of us bidding the other goodnight as we went to our own rooms. It took me a while to fall asleep, having become comfortable with having someone lying beside me at night. Now there was just a cold, empty spot on the bed beside me.

"Kaley, it's time to wake up!" Leah's voice suddenly called out. I rolled over and looked up to see her peeking in through my door. "Time to get up, sleepy head! It's time for a Leah/Kaley day! A Keah day! A Laley day! A Kaleahley day!"

"Kaleahley?" I chuckled, pulling back my covers and standing up.

"I don't know!" she huffed, crossing her arms. "It was the best I could come up with in five seconds!"

"Well, it's definitely something, that's for sure," I smiled, moving over to the dresser to throw on some clothes. I pulled on a pair of sweatpants, figuring that we probably weren't going out anywhere, and then looked for a shirt. One that was hanging over the back of my computer chair caught my eye. It was Darren's Michigan shirt. I smiled as I walked over and picked it up, quickly pulling it on.

It smelled like him.

"Ok, so what are we doing?"

We ended up spending the day watching movies and baking and eating a crap load of food. This was how we usually spent our "Kaleahley" days, just hanging out and spending time with each other. Since my attention had been on Darren the past two weeks, it was nice to finally just relax and have some girl time.

"So what exactly is going on between you and Chris?" I brought up near the end of the night as we were snuggled up in front of the TV watching Something Borrowed.

"What do you mean?" she asked, casting me a quick sideways glance before turning her gaze back on the TV. This was the scene were John Krasinski got hit in the face with the tennis racket by Ginnifer Goodwin.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "You two just seem awful close and you guys are always disappearing on us..."

"Chris is like my best friend," Leah stated. "And we just wanted to give you guys some privacy, that's all."

"Okay, if you're sure..." I let it go, though I still couldn't push away the nagging thought in the back of my head that Leah was hiding something from me.

Tuesday morning was just as sad, my bed still as empty as it was the morning before. I sighed as I reached out and brushed my hand against the pillow where Darren had lain. I missed him.

I rolled over and suddenly caught sight of my phone, multiple messages flashing across the screen. Leah hadn't let me have my phone yesterday, which was pure torture, as she claimed that it was our day and we weren't allowed any distractions. She had only allowed me to text Darren to let him know what was going on before stealing my phone and locking it in her room.

Picking up my phone from where Leah must have put it, I found that almost all of the texts were from Darren.

Darren: Haha alright, you girls have fun! I miss you :)

Darren: Rehearsal was brutal! How was your movie night?

Darren: ... Still happening I guess? :-p

Darren: Well, I'm heading to bed. Early morning tomorrow. I'll try to text you when I get a chance! Miss you! Sweet dreams! :)

Darren: Hey, I know you prob won't be up yet, but I just wanted to be the first one to say good morning! Hope you have a great day! Maybe Skype tonight? Miss you :)

And then there were a couple from other people.

Chris: Darren wants to know if your movies are done because I stole his phone because he wouldn't stop texting you :p

Chris: Sweet dreams hun :)

Leah: Hey I figured to save paper I'd just text you. I've gone out for the morning to see if I can get a part time job for between shows. You should plunk your butt down in front of your computer and get some work done on that story of yours!

Leah: I'll be home later! Try not to have too much fun without me! :p

I smiled as I quickly shot off replies to all of them, only getting one back from Leah, as the two guys were at work, telling me that it was about time that I got up.

I quickly checked the time to find that it was almost eleven.

I probably slept so late because I didn't sleep well last night, I decided with a frown. My dreams had been racked with nightmares that had made me toss and turn all night.

With a groan, I finally pulled myself out of bed and walked over to sink down into my computer chair. I opened my laptop, which I basically always left on, and stared at the almost blank page on the screen.

Why am I having such a hard time with this? I frowned, staring at my practically nonexistent story. Usually I would have a million ideas gushing through my head, but for the past couple of months, I had been suffering from a severe case of writer's block.

It was in that exact same spot that Leah found me when she got home around supper time.

"Hey," she called out, peeking into my room. "How goes the battle?"

"Not good," I frowned. "How about on your end?"

"Not much luck for me either," she shook her head sadly. "No one's looking to hire right now. I'm gonna try again tomorrow. Hopefully I'll have better luck then."

"Maybe you should try applying at places other than just music stores," I teased, noticing her music folder in her hand. I softened my voice slightly before continuing. "I know you miss playing the piano, but you don't know if a store would even let you play theirs."

Leah loved to play the piano. She'd been playing for years. But when we had moved to New York, our apartment was simply too small for a piano and she had broken her electric keyboard almost three months ago, not having enough money at the time to replace it. She also argued that a keyboard just wasn't the same as playing a real piano.

"Yeah, I know," she sighed, coming into my room and flopping herself down on my bed.

"Why don't you apply at a coffee shop or something?" I suggested, turning my chair around so that I faced her. "Don't they sometimes have music stages? They might have pianos that they'll let you play." Leah immediately perked up, a huge smile on her face.

"I'm going to go Google some places now!" she grinned, leaping up from the bed and dashing out of the room.

"You're welcome!" I called out after her with a light chuckle.

My stomach suddenly grumbled, reminding me of my lack of food intake that day. I slowly stood up and stretched before making my way out of my room and down the hall to the kitchen. Leah's bedroom door was closed but I could still hear her typing away on her keyboard. I couldn't help but smile as I continued to make my way to the kitchen, quickly pulling out the waffle maker and setting it on the counter.

"Hey, Leah?" I called out as I opened the fridge and pulled out a couple of cheese slices and the margarine container.

"Yeah?" I heard her call back.

"Do you want a grilled cheese waffle?" I asked, setting the items in my hand down on the counter beside the waffle maker.

"Sure!" she replied, almost absentmindedly, her full attention most likely on her computer screen. I just rolled my eyes as I got to work making the grilled cheese waffles. They were basically just grilled cheese sandwiches cooked in a waffle iron, giving them that fun waffle look.

Once they were finished, I placed one on a plate for Leah and the other on a plate for myself, squirting a decent sized amount of ketchup beside it before heading back down the hall to my room.

"Your food is on the counter!" I called out to Leah as I passed her door. The only response I got was what sounded like an "Okay!"

Back in my room, I quickly devoured my food before turning my attention back on my computer.

Still nothing.

With a sigh, I picked up my cell phone and texted Darren.

Me: I'm having absolutely no luck with this story. How's rehearsal going?

I waited a couple of minutes but got no response. I glanced over at the clock to see that it was seven thirty. That meant, due to the time zone difference, that it was only four thirty in LA. Darren probably wasn't out of rehearsal yet.

By eleven, I was feeling exhausted, even though I hadn't really done anything that day. I still hadn't gotten a text back from Darren, which worried me.

They're probably just having a late rehearsal, that's all, I told myself as I set my phone on its charger and snuggled down under my blankets. I'll just rest for a few minutes until he texts me...

I ended up resting for more than a few minutes. When I woke up, I instantly knew that it was morning. I quickly grabbed my phone off its charger and found multiple texts from Darren.

Darren: Hey, I'm so sorry about last night! Rehearsal ended up going till ten and I knew that it would be too late for me to text you.

Darren: But good news! They're gonna let us off at four today, which means that we can have a dinner Skype date tonight :)

Darren: Hopefully that works for you? I'll keep my phone near me so I'll get your reply when you text me back :)

Darren: I miss you. I can't wait to see you tonight, even if it's only on a computer screen :)

I smiled as I read through his texts.

See, I knew that there was a reason why he didn't text me back last night! I smiled to myself as I got up and got myself cleaned up and ready for the day. I peeked in Leah's room as I walked past it, to find that she wasn't there.

Probably off job hunting again, I decided to myself as I walked into the kitchen. The first thing that I noticed was the untouched grilled cheese waffle lying on the counter.

"Leah!" I huffed quietly, shaking my head. What a waste of food!

I quickly threw the day-old sandwich out before throwing together something to eat. I then plunked myself down on the couch in front of the TV and channel surfed for a little while.

About an hour later, the door to the apartment flew open, slamming hard against the wall.

"If Mrs. Porter comes because of that, you're answering the door this time!" I called out, not taking my eyes off the TV as I figured that it was just Leah. She didn't reply. Instead, Leah herself came tearing around the corner into the living room and jumped onto the couch beside me.

"Kaley, you'll never guess what just happened!" she exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with excitement.

"You got a job?" I guessed. She frowned slightly, her brows crinkling together as she pouted, evidentially proving that my guess was correct.

"You took all of the fun out of it!" she whined, pouting her lip and crossing her arms.

"You told me to guess," I pointed out.

"No, I said that you'd never guess what happened," Leah argued.

"But I did," I smirked.

"Whatever," she rolled her eyes at me. "Anyways, so yes, I got a job! But that's not all! It's in a little coffee shop with a stage and," She paused for a moment for dramatic effect. "And they have a grand piano!" She literally squealed this last part.

"Oh my gosh, Leah, that's so awesome!" I exclaimed, truly happy for her. "Will they let you play it?"

"As long as the shop's not busy, they said that I could," she beamed happily. "And that's not all! They want to start training me tomorrow! Isn't that awesome?"

I smiled and nodded, though I was kind of sad on the inside. This new job meant that I'd have less time to spend with Leah. But I couldn't say anything about it because she was so happy and I didn't want to be the one to rain on her parade.

Maybe I should look into getting a job too, I mused.

"I'm gonna go call Chris!" Leah said, getting up and skipping back to her room. "I can't wait to tell him the good news!"

"Oh my gosh!" I gasped, suddenly realizing that I hadn't texted Darren back yet. I quickly pulled out my phone and sent him a quick text.

Me: Hey! Sorry I meant to text earlier! Dinner date sounds great :) Just text me when you're home. I'll be home all night so whenever is good for you, I'm ready :) miss you too <3

I got an almost immediate response.

Darren: Great! I'm looking forward to it! :) Gotta put phone away now. Ryan's giving me that look... :-p

I smiled as I pictured Darren trying to act all innocent in front of Ryan. He was too adorable.

"Hey, Leah," I called out, turning off the TV before walking over to the kitchen. "Do you want to get Chinese tonight?"

"Sure, that's fine!" she called back from her room.

"Are you actually going to eat it this time?" I teased, opening the phonebook on the counter to look for the number for the takeout Chinese restaurant. Chinese would be fun for mine and Darren's dinner date tonight.

"I'm sorry!" Leah exclaimed, walking into the kitchen. "I got so caught up in my job searching that I forgot about it!"

"I slaved hard over the iron to make that for you!" I pouted. Leah just raised an eyebrow at me and smirked.

"Sure you did," she remarked sarcastically.

"Well then, see if I make you any more grilled cheese waffles then," I huffed, grabbing the phone book and turning to leave the kitchen.

"Oh, stop that!" Leah laughed, grabbing my arm and pulling me back. "Come on, let's pick out some Chinese!"

She took the phone book from my hands and opened it to the back to pull out a piece of paper that had been tucked in between the pages. It was a menu for a Chinese takeout place.

We went over and sat down at the table and went over our order. We decided to wait until closer to supper time to actually make the call, but it was nice to have our order all prepared.

And then all I had to do was wait.

As it got closer to seven, I started getting more and more excited. After three days of separation, I was going to see my boyfriend again. I couldn't wait.

Seven came and went, but I didn't hear from Darren.

Rehearsal's probably just running a little bit long, I told myself. Or he's going to wait to call me until he gets home.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

He wouldn't be... I thought, jumping up from where I had been sitting on my bed and racing to the door. I threw it wide open without checking through the peephole.

It wasn't Darren.

It was the Chinese delivery guy. I frowned slightly, having secretly hoped that Darren had somehow come to see me, but quickly pulled on a smile and paid for our food.

"Food's here!" I called to Leah as I carried the bags over to the table. We had boughten quite a bit. We had chow mien, chicken fried rice, chicken balls, sesame chicken, and egg rolls.

We each took some food and then retired to our own rooms. As soon as I got back to mine, I noticed that my phone was lit up with a new text.

Darren: Hey, I am so sorry! Something's come up and I don't think I'm going to be able to do our Skype date tonight :(

Darren: I will make this up to you, I promise.

I couldn't help but frown as I read his text. This was twice now that our Skype dates had been canceled. This long distance thing was hard!

Me: It's okay :( I understand. I just miss you so much...

Darren: I know :( I'm sorry. I miss you too. I've gotta go, but I'll talk to you later, okay?

Me: Okay :(

I closed my phone and tossed it into my pillows.

"At least I still have my food," I sighed, digging into my quickly-getting-cold food.

Once I was done, I took my plate back to the kitchen then peeked in Leah's room on my way back to mine. She was on her laptop, talking to someone. She glanced up as I peeked in.

"Oh, hey!" she smiled. "I thought that you were Skyping with Darren?"

"He canceled on me," I frowned.

"Oh, that's weird," she frowned as well, turning back to the screen in front of her. "Did Darren say anything to you about this?"

I didn't hear any response, but then I noticed that Leah had her headphones plugged in. Curious, I opened the door a little further and walked over to where she was sitting on her bed to see who she was talking to.

It was Chris.

"Oh, hi Chris," I smiled at him. Leah quickly unplugged her headphones so that I could hear him too.

"Hey, Kaley," he gave me a small wave and a warm smile. "I was just telling Leah that Darren didn't say anything to me about missing your Skype date. All I remember was him mumbling something about dinner when he left the studio today and I figured that he was talking about your date."

"Yeah, I don't know," I sighed. "But things happen sometimes and plans have to be rescheduled. Not much I can do about it. At least I'll get to see him this weekend. You too, right?"

"Yep, but I won't be there till Saturday because I'm going to Clovis on Thursday to pick up Brian from my parents' place and I'm going to stay for a little visit," Chris explained. "I haven't seen them in a while and I'm sure Hannah misses me... or at least my gossip about Mark." We all laughed slightly at his sister's obsession with Mark Salling.

"Okay, well, I guess I'll see you on Saturday then," I grinned. "I'll let you two get back to your conversation now. If you need me, I'll be in my room, catching up on How I Met Your Mother episodes."

"Okay, have fun!" Leah chuckled, plugging her headphones back in as I left her room. I quickly returned to my own room and crawled into my bed and pulled my laptop onto my lap.

I fell asleep to the sound of Neil Patrick Harris' voice flowing through my ears.

~~~~~~~~~~~

The second that I woke up, I knew that something was wrong. I had a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and a feeling of unease that I couldn't shake off.

I hope that I'm not coming down with something, I frowned as I rolled out of bed and made my way down the hall to the kitchen. There was a note sticking to the fridge that read:

Gone to work! Won't be home till late. Can you go grocery shopping? We're out of milk! See you later!

~ Leah

I shook my head as I opened the door to our surprisingly bare fridge.

"I guess I do need to go shopping," I laughed to myself. I quickly made a small grocery list, then went to shower and change before grabbing my keys and heading out. Because it was so nice out, I decided to take the scooter. I figured that there would be enough room in the storage space under the seat to fit in the few items that I was going to pick up. I'd do a larger shopping trip when Leah was free to go with me.

The trip to the grocery store was relatively uneventful, until I got to the check out. The cashier was a young girl, probably in high school, and when she looked up to greet me, her jaw dropped in surprise as she recognized me.

"Y-You're Kaley Grant!" she exclaimed.

"I am," I chuckled lightly, giving her a polite smile. The girl, whose name tag read Jessica, looked past me, her eyes darting around as if she were looking for someone.

Probably Darren, I sighed to myself.

"I don't mean to be rude, but could you check me out?" I asked lightly, catching her attention again. "I'm kind of in a hurry to get home." I had forgotten to grab my phone off its charger before leaving and I was hoping that Darren had maybe texted me.

"Oh! Of course! Sorry!" she apologized, quickly ringing me through the till.

"Thanks," I smiled, accepting the change back from her after paying. As I moved to pick up my bags, she said something that confused me.

"I'm sorry to hear about what happened with you and Darren," she said softly.

I blinked in surprise, not sure what she was referring to.

Oh no, I panicked suddenly. Did something get leaked about the James incident? Darren had gone to great lengths to make sure that that story had never gotten out, claiming that my trip to the hospital had been because of an accident that had happened backstage. Maybe the truth had somehow gotten out.

I bet it was Jordan, I thought bitterly, remembering James' creepy younger brother.

Realizing that the girl was still staring at me, I just gave her a small shrug and said, "Sometimes things happen that you have no control over."

She seemed surprised and perhaps a little impressed by my response. But, not wanting to go back down that particular memory lane again, I bid her a polite goodbye before leaving the store, trying hard to ignore the feeling of her stare following me out.

Well, that was weird, I thought to myself, quickly storing the groceries away in the scooter before making my way back to the apartment.

It was just as empty as how I left it.

I should really use this time alone as an opportunity to get some of my writing done, I told myself as I started to put the groceries away. I really need to start doing something productive with my days. I can't just sit around here waiting for Darren to come back to visit... Oh right! Darren!

I suddenly remembered about my phone and went down the hall to my room to get it. Pulling it off its charger, I was disappointed to find that I had no new texts.

That's weird, I frowned to myself. Usually he texts by now...

There it was again. That horrible sinking feeling in my chest.

"Nothing is wrong!" I scolded myself. "You're getting paranoid! Darren cares a lot about you! Just think of all those times he's held you, kissed you... Oh!" I grabbed my laptop and pulled up Tumblr, suddenly remembering something that I had wanted to look for.

Darren Criss kisses Kaley Grant, I typed into the search bar. I wanted to see the pictures from our onstage kiss.

But that was not what I found.

Instead, my screen was filled with images of Darren's lips pressed against lips that weren't mine.

No, they broke up, I frowned, opening a new tab to bring up Google. Those must be from before they broke up. I typed my search into the bar again and hit enter. The page quickly filled with articles that made me feel sick. I really shouldn't have, but I clicked on one of them.

Together Again?

Last night, on Wednesday, August 8th, Glee star, Darren Criss, was spotted sharing a romantic dinner with ex-girlfriend, Vanessa Peterson at Michael's on Naples Ristorante. The two met in secret, requesting a booth in the back, away from the windows. After leaving the restaurant, in which the meal was so chivalrously paid for by Criss, the ex-couple shared a passionate kiss in the dark of the parking lot [see photo below]. A witness says that, "it was pretty spontaneous and passionate." So now the question that is heavy on all of our minds is are these two secretly back together?

"They've been sending each other flirty texts the past couple of days," an inside source reveals. "V just can't stop blushing every time she gets a text from him." After learning this juicy tidbit, we decided to go to the main source herself and ask her to give us the scoop.

"Yes, we're definitely back together," Peterson gushed. "We've been together every day since he got back into town. We're taking things slower this time to try to make our relationship stronger so that it'll last. No more mistakes or distractions. We wanted to keep it quiet until we were ready to go public, but I guess that you guys beat us to it! But on behalf of me and Darren, I can say that we couldn't be happier to be able to share the truth with everyone. I just hope that everyone will be as happy for us as we are."

Well, we certainly are happy for you two! Peterson put all further questions about other relationships to rest stating that, "Darren only has eyes for me, as do I for him. There is no one else."

Well then, let us at CelebScoop be the first to say congratulations to the happy couple! We wish only the best for you and the future of your relationship together.

No comments have been made from Criss.

I stared blankly at the screen in front of me, not even caring as it started to blur as tears overflowed my eyes. Two of those sentences had stung the most:

"No more mistakes or distractions."

"There is no one else."

Everything that I had ever feared about mine and Darren's relationship was suddenly coming to light. He never really cared about me. I was just a distraction, someone to keep him company until he could return to Vanessa. I was no one to him.

I was nothing.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Leah's POV

Work had been long, hard, and stressful, but I think that I was finally starting to get the hang of making the cool designs on the top of the coffees. To say that I was glad to be home was an understatement.

"Kaley, I'm home!" I called out as I took off my shoes and dropped my keys onto the table by the door.

There was no answer.

I quickly glanced at the time. It was just a little after nine. She wouldn't be asleep yet.

I quickly walked over to her room and peeked in.

She wasn't there.

"Kaley?" I called out again, checking each room as I walked down the hall. Still no answer.

I checked the whole apartment to find that she was no where to be found.

I quickly pulled out my phone and sent her a text asking where she was. After five minutes of not getting any reply, I started to get worried. I tried calling her, but it just went to her voicemail.

Where is she? I frowned. There was no note or anything left for me, which was very unlike her. Maybe there's something in her room that can give me a clue as to where she is.

I quickly made my way back to her room and slipped inside. Everything appeared to be where it should be, except for her laptop. Unless she was using it, it was usually sitting on her desk, not on her bed.

I quickly went over and picked it up, surprised to see what she had been searching for. Then I noticed that she had a second tab open. I clicked on it and read the article on the screen.

Then I put two and two together.

"Oh my gosh!" I exclaimed, quickly dashing for the door, throwing on my shoes and grabbing my keys before leaving the apartment. I only hoped that I wasn't too late to stop Kaley from doing something that she'd regret.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Kaley's POV

"Can I buy you another?" the voice was so sickly sweet that it was almost dripping with honey.

"Sure," I smiled at the man who the voice belonged to. He looked older than me, probably in his late twenties/early thirties, with a slightly fading, dark hairline. His eyes were a milky blue colour that matched the pale colour of his shirt. He wasn't too bad on the eyes.

"Another beer for my friend here," the man smiled at the bartender behind the bar in front of me. He cast us both a wary glance before moving to carry out the man's request.

"Actually, I have a better idea," I grinned. "Let's do shots of tequila. I've always seen people do those things with the salt and limes but I've never done it before."

"Whatever you want, sweetheart," the man grinned as well. "Actually, I've got some tequila and limes at my place. We could go there and try some fun experiments..." His eyes practically lit up with excitement at the thought of this.

"Sorry, Mister, but the only experiment you'll be trying tonight is to see how fast you can get through that door before my foot starts kicking," a familiar voice snapped. "And trust me when I say that I have exceptional aim and power to my kick. So unless you'd like to not be able to have children, I suggest that you get moving."

The man's eyes almost burst from his head at the threat and he quickly took off.

"Why do you have to be such a buzz kill, Leah?" I sighed as I took a large sip from the beer that the bartender had finally given me.

"Because," she exclaimed, sliding onto the bar stool beside me. "You were just about to accept that man's invitation to go home with him. And everyone knows what happens when you leave with a guy from a place like this."

"Relax!" I snapped. "I wasn't going to do it! I'm not that drunk that I would be stupid enough to say yes."

"But yet you'll accept drinks from strangers?" she scoffed.

"It's a cheaper way to escape everything around me," I shrugged, taking another sip of my drink. "The less I feel, the less it hurts." I turned my head slightly towards her. "You found me, so I'm guessing you saw?"

"Yes," she frowned. "But that doesn't give you an excuse to go out and get wasted! Especially by yourself! What would you have done if I hadn't found you?"

"I have my cell phone," I said, pointing at the thing that was sitting on the counter in front of me. "I could have called you."

"But I'd have no idea where you were!" she exclaimed, noticeably upset. "I wouldn't know if you were alive or dead! You wouldn't answer your phone-"

"That's because he won't stop calling me!" I cut her off sharply. As if on cue, my phone suddenly started to ring.

"Stop calling me!" I shouted at the phone, ignoring the looks that I got from the people around me.

"Kaley, I think it's time that we got you home," Leah said softly. "Somewhere more private where we can talk about this."

"I don't want to talk about it," I snapped. "I just want to forget all about him! I want to forget him and his promises and lies! I want-" The phone rang again.

"I want to sing," I said very quietly, suddenly standing up and very wobbly making my way over to where a karaoke machine was sitting. I found the perfect song within seconds.

"This song goes out to a certain somebody who just can't take a hint to stop calling me," I announced into the microphone as I climbed up onto the small stage. And then I started to sing.

Hello, hello, baby

You called, I can't hear a thing

I have got no service

In the club, you see, see

Wha-Wha-What did you say?

Oh, you're breaking up on me

Sorry, I cannot hear you

I'm kinda busy

K-kinda busy

K-kinda busy

Sorry, I cannot hear you,

I'm kinda busy

Just a second

It's my favorite song they're gonna play

And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh

You should've made some plans with me

You knew that I was free

And now you won't stop calling me

I'm kinda busy

Stop callin', stop callin'

I don't wanna think anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop callin', stop callin'

I don't wanna talk anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin' me)

I'm busy!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (I'm busy)

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin' me)

Oh!

Can call all you want but there's no one home

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bubb

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Call all you want but there's no one home

And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

Out in the club and I'm sippin' that bubb

And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

The way you blowin' up my phone

Won't make me leave no faster

Put my coat on faster

Leave my girls no faster

I should've left my phone at home

'Cuz this is a disaster

Callin' like a collector

Sorry, I cannot answer

Not that I don't like you

I'm just at a party

And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing

Sometimes I feel like

I live in Grand Central Station

Tonight I'm not takin' no calls,

'Cuz Ill be dancin'

I'll be dancin'

I'll be dancin'

Tonight I'm not takin' no calls, 'cuz I'll be dancin'

Stop callin', stop callin'

I don't wanna think anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop callin', stop callin'

I don't wanna talk anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop callin', stop callin'

I don't wanna think anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Stop callin', stop callin'

I don't wanna talk anymore

I left my head and my heart on the dance floor

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin me)

I'm busy!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (I'm busy)

Stop telephonin' me!

Eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh (Stop telephonin me)

Can call all you want but there's no one home

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

'Cuz I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bubb

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there's no one home

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

'Cuz I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bubb

And you're not gonna reach my telephone!

My telephone

M-m-my telephone

'Cuz I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bubb

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone

M-m-my telephone

'Cuz I'm out in the club and I'm sippin' that bubb

And you're not gonna reach my telephone

We're sorry, We're sorry,

The number you have reached is not in service at this time

Please check the number, or try your call again

I couldn't help but smile at the applause that I got. Screw Darren! I didn't need him!

"Come on, Kaley," Leah was beside me now, tugging on my arm to pull me away from my adoring fans. "We should go home."

"Then go home," I shrugged her off. "I want to stay here with my fans! Do you guys want another song?" I took their applause as a yes. Sure, half of them were just old guys who were ogling me, but it felt nice to be wanted.

With a smile, I went back to the karaoke machine and flicked through the list, looking for something that jumped out at me. The second I saw the song, I had conflicting feelings about doing it. A part of me wanted to, but another part was afraid to.

We should do this, I told myself, selecting the song. We need to get it all out there.

Once again, I climbed up onto the stage and spoke into the microphone.

"Sometimes in life, you say yes," I said, looking around the room. "Sometimes in life, you say no. And sometimes, there are times when you should have said no. Because those are the times that you can never take back."

And then the music began.

It's strange to think the songs we used to sing

The smiles, the flowers, everything

Is gone

Yesterday I found out about you

Even now just looking at you

Feels wrong

You say

That you'd take it all back,

Given one chance

It was a moment of weakness

And you said yes

You should've said no,

You should've gone home

You should've thought twice 'fore you let it all go

You should've known the word of what you did with her'd

Get back to me (get back to me)

And I should've been there,

In the back of your mind

I shouldn't be asking myself why

You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet

You should've said no,

Baby and you might still have me

You can see that I've been crying

Baby you know all the right things

To say

But do you honestly expect me to believe

We could ever be the same

You say that the past is the past,

You need one chance

It was a moment of weakness

And you said yes

You should've said no,

You should've gone home

You should've thought twice 'fore you let it all go

You should've known the word of what you did with her'd

Get back to me (get back to me)

And I should've been there,

In the back of your mind

I shouldn't be asking myself why

You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet

You should've said no,

Baby and you might still have me

Oh, oh, oh

I can't resist

Before you go, tell me this

Was it worth it?

Was she worth this?

No, no, no

No, no, no, no, no

You should've said no,

You should've gone home

You should've thought twice 'fore you let it all go

You should've known the word of what you did with her'd

Get back to me (get back to me)

And I should've been there,

In the back of your mind

I shouldn't be asking myself why

You shouldn't be begging for forgiveness at my feet

You should've said no,

Baby and you might still have me

By the end of the song, my cheeks were drenched with tears. I felt cold and distant to the world. None of it mattered any more. Despite what Vanessa or Darren thought, we had dated and therefore Darren had cheated on me. And even if things went sour between him and Vanessa again, I would never, no, could never take him back again. It would hurt too much. Everything hurt too much.

I could barely acknowledge the fact that Leah was pulling the microphone out of my hand and leading me away from the men watching me.

Men. Stupid men. Foolish men who are probably here cheating on women that they are supposed to love.

But Darren never said that he loved me. Was this why? Because he had never actually loved me? Because I was just a distraction? Because I was no one? Because I was nothing?

"Shh, Kaley, it's okay," Leah's voice slipped in through my thoughts. "It's gonna be alright. I'm here. Go to sleep."

Sleep? I blinked a couple of times, clearing the tears from my eyes to find that I was in my own bed. How did I get here? Honestly, I didn't even care anymore.

"L-Leah?" I hiccuped, reaching out for her. She took my hand and gave it a light squeeze.

"I'm right here," she said softly.

"I c-can't be here when he c-comes back," I sniffed. "I just c-can't."

"I know, Kaley," she sighed, letting go of my hand and standing up. "I know. Now go to sleep. We'll figure this out tomorrow." She walked over to the door and turned off the light, leaving me to the darkness and my thoughts. But, for the first time that night, my thoughts were clear and my mind was made. I knew what I had to do.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Darren's POV

I couldn't take it anymore. Kaley wouldn't pick up her phone or answer any of my texts.

Is she okay? I began to worry. Did something happen to her? Or did I do something wrong? Why won't she answer me?

I couldn't even ask Chris about this because he was gone to visit his family and that meant that he would be phone-free for a while as he usually locked his phone in his drawer from the second he got there until he left so that he would be more focused on his family.

I even caved and tried texting Leah, but to no avail!

What's going on?! I exclaimed. Why won't anyone answer me?

My phone suddenly buzzed and I quickly checked the Caller ID. It was one of those Celebrity Gossip sites again, most likely calling to ask about me and Kaley again. But I couldn't answer their questions until I talked to Kaley first.

And that was exactly why I was now pulling up in a cab in front of her apartment building. I knew that she wasn't expecting me until tomorrow, but something just felt wrong, so I had to come a day early to see her, to make sure that everything was okay.

I quickly glanced at my watch. It was close to seven. They'd probably be having supper by now.

I paid the cab driver and got out, quickly making my way into the building and up the stairs to their floor. I stopped in front of their door and took a deep breath before knocking on the door.

"Coming!" a voice, Leah's, called. A couple of seconds later, the door open to reveal her. Surprise flashed across her face but was quickly replaced with anger.

"What the heck do you want?" she snapped, startling me.

"Um, to see Kaley?" I replied cautiously.

"You seriously think that you can just show up here after everything that you've done to her?!" she exclaimed. "I really thought that you were different, but you're just like all of those other stuck up, self absorbed, heartless jerks that you read about in magazines!"

"What?" I exclaimed. "I didn't do anything to Kaley!"

A sudden, sharp pain cracked across my cheek.

"Take your stupid lies and your stupid face and leave!" she hissed. "And if you ever show your stupid face here again, I'll make you wish that you hadn't!"

And with that, she promptly slammed the door shut in my face, leaving me standing stunned and alone in the middle of the hallway.

Slowly, I brought my hand up and lightly cupped it over my cheek.

"Ow!" I exclaimed, blinking with shock. She slapped me. She freaking slapped me!

What the heck was going on?!

"Leah!" I called out, pounding hard on the door. The door flew open and I was just able to catch Leah's hand before she was able to hit me again.

"What the heck did I do to make you so mad at me?" I demanded, not letting go of her hand.

"Let go of me!" she snapped, trying to pull her hand out of my grasp.

"No, not until you tell me what's going on!" I argued. She stopped struggling and glared at me darkly.

"What's going on?" she spat. "As if you didn't know! How long were you planning on stringing Kaley along while you carried on with your secret relationship with the devil!"

"My what?" I exclaimed, thoroughly confused. "What secret relationship? The only relationship I'm in is with Kaley!"

"With your freaking girlfriend, Peterson!" Leah growled. "That's who! You've been back together with her since you left here! You know you really had us all going. We really believed that you really cared about Kaley but I guess that we were wrong."

"Back together with Vanessa?" I blinked with surprise. "Why the heck would I get back together with her?"

"Oh, don't lie to me, Darren!" Leah snapped. "Everyone knows. It's all over the Internet. Your secret relationship with your ex is exposed. I'm surprised that she didn't tell you the good news, since she was the one who confirmed it."

"What?" I gasped. "Where does it say that? Show me!"

Leah frowned at my reaction and was about to argue, but instead, she just rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone, quickly typing something in before passing it to me. I quickly read through the article, getting more and more angry as I read. If the phone had of been mine, I would have thrown it away in anger.

"I don't know what the crap they're going on about here, but Vanessa and I are not back together, nor will we ever be!" I said, handing her back her phone.

"But the picture-" she started to argue.

"Okay, yes, she kissed me!" I sighed. "But I pushed her away the second after she did that! She caught me off guard, otherwise I would have stopped her before she could have done it in the first place!"

"But you were out for dinner..." Leah persisted.

"Yes," I sighed again. "Vanessa called me earlier that day and said that she wanted to apologize for her actions and asked if we could meet up so she could say it to me personally, as well as return some of my things. Dinner time was the only time that she was free to meet, so we agreed that we would meet for dinner. Which to her means a fancy restaurant like Michael's. I just went along with it because she said that she wanted to apologize and I believed her. I didn't want there to be any bad blood between us. And because I knew that the paparazzi would get the wrong idea if they saw us together, I asked for a booth away from the windows. The evening went well and Vanessa apologized and everything. But then, after dinner, when we were walking to her car to get my stuff, she admitted that she still had feelings for me and then she kissed me. But I pushed her away and told her no because I was with Kaley and she was the only one that I ever wanted to be with."

"But the article-" Leah started.

"Is a lie," I cut her off. "I've said it before and I'll say it again. Don't believe everything that you read. Did you not notice how that article was completely one sided? That's because I had no knowledge of it. Actually, I can almost bet that this was all Vanessa's doing. She just can't get it through her head that I'm in love with someone else... What?"

Leah was looking at me with an odd, wide-eyed expression.

"What did you just say?" she asked softly.

"I said that she just can't get it through her head that I'm in love with someone else," I repeated slowly. It took me a second to realize what had caught her attention.

"I'm in love with Kaley," I stated firmly. "I'm in love with her and only her and no one else."

"You love Kaley," she replied softly in a kind of awed voice.

"I do," I nodded. "I was going to tell her this weekend. I wanted it to be romantic, but I don't care anymore. I can't have her thinking the same thing that you did. I need to tell her what really happened and how much I love her. Please, can you let me in so I can see her?"

Leah frowned suddenly, giving me a very sorrowful and regretful look.

"I'm sorry, Darren," she said. "But you're too late. She's gone."

"Gone?" I frowned. "Gone where?"

"To the airport," she replied softly. "Kaley couldn't bear to be here when you got back so she's going back to Toronto. Her flight leaves in an hour."