Do You Remember Sunday At All? (ATL fanfic)
"i didn't mean to be gone so long." the crowd cheered, they loved them, i would be as well but my throat was sore. "jez, look at them. You finally get to see what they look like. Miss I'm-not-going-to-find-out-what-All-Time-Low-looks-like-for-as-long-as-I-possibly-can." He said with a cute laugh. I finally looked up...