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Chucks, Chicks, and Dreams	By : AllAmericanPipes Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > All American Rejects Views: 1220 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of The All-American Rejects. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Part X

“That was the last time I ever saw her.” Nick stated with tears in his eyes. Speaking of Skye still was like salt in the wounds, even two years later as it was now and even on such a happy occasion as was today. Tyson had taken the plunge and proposed to Paige sometime shortly after that encounter with Skye’s parents. Nick figured that they would for it was all in the way Tyson spoke to her and the way she spoke to him in return and simply in the way they looked at one another. Nick now sat at the open bar at their reception. He had just finished telling the bartender the whole story for the bartender had made the mistake of asking in the first place. The bartender more or less was used to listening to others problems for people would often get trashed and speak their minds to him. It was something he had learned to deal with. Nick sighed and thought a moment about everything he had just spoken. Even after two years what had happened between him and Skye still seemed so surreal.
“Well, sorry that there’s not much I can do for you, but hell what would you like from the bar seeing as it is free?” The bartender asked, referring to the open bar at Paige and Tyson’s reception. Nick held up his class fully ready for yet another glass of wine. He soon felt a strong hand on his shoulder. He turned his head and locked eyes with Tyson who had a huge smile plastered on his face and a glass of wine in his hands.
“So, how’s it feel to be married, kid?” Nick asked forcing a partially drunken smile. Tyson sighed and glanced over at Paige who was talking with a small group of guests, her white dress causing her pale features and dark hair to stand out ten times more then it usually did.
“Feels good.” He paused; Nick could see the happiness in Tyson’s eyes, facing Nick once more. “So why aren’t you out mingling? There’s all kinds of good looking chicks about.” Tyson thought a second. “Strike that comment and don’t fucking tell Paige.” He replied, smiling once again.
“Tell me what?” Tyson turned around suddenly hearing Paige’s voice, and caused her to laugh by his reaction.
“Tell you how much I love you.” He replied saving himself in the process for old habits always are hard to die.
“Old habits die hard, Ty.” Nick replied taking another sip of wine. Paige raised an eyebrow before taking Tyson’s drink from his hands and in turn making Tyson jump a little for he had not expected her to grab at him.
“Hey, now!” Tyson shouted.
“You’re a rock star.” She retorted as Tyson shot her one of his less charming looks. She sipped down the remainder of the contents of the glass. “God, I want these people to leave.” She stated causing Tyson to smile once more as he took her in his arms and kissed her rather passionately. She pulled back after having smiled into the kiss. “Yeah, I can’t wait for the honey moon.” She replied. Nick made a face of disgust and Paige just so happened to see. “Hey, you’ll get your surprise later.” Paige blurted out due to the fact that the alcohol was beginning to affect her. She was only seventeen and was almost to her max on alcohol content. Tyson’s eyes almost popped out of his head and Paige covered her mouth with her hand rather pissed off at herself for saying anything in the first place. “Ah, fuck.” She stated as Tyson turned to Nick who now wore a look of confusion upon his face.
“What the fuck are you two talking about?” Nick asked, curiosity soon taking control. Tyson sighed.
“You’ll know in a few minutes.” He replied rather pissed off that Paige had almost given the entirety of their surprise away. He took the glass from her hands. “That’s enough wine for you, babe.” She attempted to grab the glass from his hands, but unfortunately Tyson was much taller then her.
“Ty, come on!” He handed the glass to the bartender as Paige began pouting. “So mean to your wife.” She complained. Tyson took her by the waist and brushed the stray piece of hair from her eyes.
“I don’t want you to pass out on our wedding night, my little protégé.” He replied and that seemed to be enough for her as she pulled him into a kiss. He still called her his protégé. When she pulled back she spotted a young woman walking towards her. She whispered into Tyson’s ear.
“She’s here.” Tyson looked over at the young woman and then back at Nick who was now facing the bartender once more. The young woman came up to Paige and hugged her, tears welling in her eyes.
“God, it’s good to see you guys. I can’t believe you two got married. How fucking crazy is that?” She paused wiping the tears from her eyes and Paige wiping tears from her own. The woman then hugged Tyson and soon realized Nick was sitting at the bar. “Nick…” She stated softly. Nick turned around at her words. He stood not really believing that she was there.
“Skye…” She ran up to him as he took her into his arms. They were now both in tears. He never thought that he’d see her again, never hold her in his arms again. She never thought that she’d actually be even so much as near him again. Here they both were now holding each other once again. Nick pulled back after having kissed her quite passionately. “Skye, how on earth? How’d you get here? Where have you been for all these years? All the letters I sent and never got a reply? All the times I tried to get in touch with you?” He had just a stream of questions running through his mind. Skye gently placed her fingers on his lips. He took her hand and kissed those fingers as he caressed her. Tyson and Paige watched ever so closely.
“Ty, aren’t you glad we found her?” Tyson nodded giving Paige’s hand a squeeze. Skye soon sat beside Nick at the bar as Paige and Tyson joined.
“Well, after my rents got me in that car they more or less send me off to live with family. I couldn’t get calls, mail letters, or even receive letters. Jason, hell he cares for me, he tried to see me and got a hold of me once while I was at school. I got your letters, but he left before I got the opportunity to write you back. He tried everything he could to get me out of there. He would have taken me that day at school but the cops escorted him off campus. It was all fucked up.” She paused. Nick was still caressing her hand. “Well, after that I began keeping track of you and Ty’s band. I got friends near by to try and get things to you at your shows, but none of them every got close enough. That’s when Paige saw me.” Paige soon chimed in.
“Yeah, see at warped tour I was walking around just talking to random people and I thought I saw Skye. I talked to her for a few minutes and she gave me her address and when I went to go and find you, Nick, a group of people pulled her away. I couldn’t tell you she was there. I couldn’t ruin things for the fans that way.” Paige paused now looking at the ground not wanting Nick to yell at her or any of such things.
“That’s when my friends decided they wanted to leave. I didn’t have much choice. They more or less dragged me away. They wouldn’t even let me stay for the show.” She paused once more wiping the tears from her eyes so that she could continue.
“That’s when I told Ty. I told him that night and we went to the address Skye had given me. We were gonna take you with, but you would have like dragged her off. We talked to her and gave her the update.”
“And told her we were engaged and all that. Then we thought up all of this and gave her Paige’s e-mail address. That was only a few months ago.” Tyson paused. “Paige and I are gonna head out, we got this kick ass room and damn the wedding night is so waiting for us.” Nick smiled, his first true smile in almost two years. He stood along with Paige and Tyson and hugged Piage then Tyson.
“Thanks man. Thank you.” Nick stated before he turned back to Skye. They had two years to catch up on. Two whole years they had been apart only to find one another and still love each other the same way they had all those years before. He quickly glanced at her feet and noticed her low topped green chucks. Seems to me that chucks, chicks, and dreams are all you gotta live off of. Nick thought to himself before walking with Skye to catch a taxi. Their dreams were waiting for them.
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