[Kellin's POV]

Soon, the party ended at around almost 5. Which meant more sleeping until we move on straight to Dallas. Everyone headed to their bus or home. Jackie and i ehaded to my bus. We were a bit tipsy, but still had a strong grip to reality and not blurred (but she did get the hiccups. Hehe.)

We walk into my tour bus, everyone laughing and half drunk and they crawl into their bunks. Jackie and i crash on the couch.

"I had a great -hiccup- time," she said, a bit tired.

"Glad you did," i said and pull her close to me. Jackie's a sweet girl, really pretty. These couple of days, she's really grown on on me.

"Wait. I should be getting back to the guys. Vic's -hiccups- probably worried about me," she said, sitting up, untying her mask and leaving it on the couch.

She was right. "Ok. Let me at least get you some water. Those hiccups of your's are driving me crazy," i mocked.

"Hehe, shut up," she said, making her blush. Gosh, she was so cute.

I walk to the kitchen and look around the fridge past the Rockstar and Monster drinks until i find a water bottle. I get it and walk back tot he couch to find Jackie, her face buried into a pillow on the couch, her white mask poking from the side of her head.

"Jackie??" i asked, shaking her shoulder sightly.

She murmurs a bit. She's asleep. I laugh a bit to myself. I was getting a bit tired too.

I guess Vic wouldnt mind if she stayed here for the night until we arrive to Dallas.

I text him and then scoop Jackie into my arms and take her to the frontroom. I lie her down, cover her in a blanket, and let her sleep in the front room. I kiss the top of her head and head off to make sure everyone was inside. I then crawl into my bunk and immediatly fall asleep.

[Vic's POV]

*having a dream*

I'm in some ballroom, and its almost empty. It was a familiar ballroom. I then see myself, as if i were in 8th grade or something.

"Jackie!!" the me i was seeing yelled. He ran out of the ballroom and out into a hall, where some ids stayed making out.

I ran behind him until he turned to where there were some stairs and stopped, looking down. I peer down and my eyes grow wide. Down a few steps, in a pretty blue dress, was Jackie, sparkly black flats next to her. Her shoulders shook, like if she was crying. 

"Jackie, what happened??" the me i was looking at asked her. She turned around, tears were pouring from her eyes.

"Calvin was a jerk. You were right. He never cared about me at all," she sobbed. Then, i sit down next to Jackie. Watching it all, i stand next to them. I then notice a scratch on Jackie's knee.

"Jackie did he hurt you??" i had asked her.

"No. I was running behind him, and i fell. He just laughed at me. You were right, Vic. I should have thought twice. What was i thinking, a guy like Calvin dancing with some loser like me," she said, trying to wipe tears away from her face, but more flowed.

"Hey, your not a loser. You're an amazing girl, Jackie. Calvin's an idiot for not seeing it," i said. She had cried a little more.

"This dance aint over yet. C'mon, put your shoes on," i told her and watched as i stood up. Jackie looks confusingy at me, but then slips on her flats. I then held my hand to her and she takes my hand. Jackie and i then walked up the stairs. Its weird how i watched everything like i was a ghost. I folled behind to see what the me i was watching was thinking.

"Hey, D.J.!! Put something smooth for us," Vic said. teh DJ nods and then a song by The Used plays. Now i see what i'm up too. 

"Jackie, will you have this last dance with me??" i asked, holding Jackie's hand. She wiped some final tears away, smiles, and nods. I watch as i took Jackie in my arms and we swayed with the music. I smiled as i watched Jackie rest on my shoulder, and then i had rested my head on her's.

*end of dream*

My eyes open and see im in my bunk. Must be after the party (how much did i drink??)

I then realize that the image i saw while dancing with Jackie at the masquarade party was the same in the dream. Memory or not, i liked the dream. Alot.

I still wished i was cured of this fucking amnesia. I want to see what part Jackie had in my life. I hope it was a big part of my life, even if it does seem like it.

I just close my eyes and fall sleep again.

Picture of teenage Jackie---->>