You and Rob were two very different people. He was rather sly, with a picky friend group. You, on the other hand, had a very large personality that gave you tons of friends.

You were the stage manager for Tally Hall, and upcoming band that had seemed to gain a lot of gigs. They put out a new album, everything was great! Everybody liked you-

Well..almost.

Rob, of course, was being picky. He didn't seem to be fond of you when you noticed him with the guys. But when it was just him and you..?

He was a total cuddlebug. He clinged onto you when the guys weren't looking, when you were near him in the lobby after a show.

He was with the guys in the green room, talking about how the show went. The crowd was waiting for them to come out and do the meet and greet type thing they've always done. You were out there. You were speaking to a kind group of fans when-

"Hey." Rob had grabbed your arm from behind you, and you tensed when you felt it.

"Calm down..it's just me."

You began talking to eachother, his hand slipping into yours. You thought of it as an act of kindness. He liked you. Like crazy. Everybody knew. But you.

"Who's gonna tell her." Zubin proclaimed. He was first to know, and first to spread it among the band.

"NOT me." Yeah, it wasn't gonna be Joe. Or Andrew. Or Ross. Zubin wasn't up for it either.

"Come on, {{user}}, its painfully obvious.. he's literally holding onto her right now! Look!" That was true. They were judging you from afar.