Somewhere in Neverland | All Time Low *Completed*

16 year old Wendy Price isn't the prettiest or most popular girl in school. After being dragged to an All Time Low concert by her emo best friend Gemma, Wendy finds herself stuck in numerous unlikely situations with lead singer, Alex Gaskarth. But maybe Alex turned up for a reason? Maybe Alex can take Wendy to a place where anything is possible? Maybe he can take her to Neverland? Based on the All time Low song 'Somewhere in Neverland'. Contains slight mature content


19. The Undiscovered Truth

When half term was over, Gem and I became closer. She still had her cheerleader friends, I still (secretly) had Alex, but we sat next to each other in English. It was just like old times. It seemed as if I was starting to get the old Gemma back. But every time I was with her, my stomach churned in guilt for being with Alex the whole time behind her back. Whenever she was to talk about him, she made it sound as if he likes her. When I know he doesn't. God, what a bitchey thing to say.

It pissed me off a lot because he was 80% of what we talked about. Whenever she would talk about a cute guy she'd always say "Well, I don't like him as much as Alex." afterwards. Alex was my boyfriend and I resisted the urge to tell her that a few times (thankfully).

"So you free tonight?" Gemma asked, as we packed up our things.

"No, I have to baby sit John and Michael." Actually I was going to Alex's tonight to watch a movie.

"Well maybe I can come over and we can hang out?" She looked at me hopefully. He raven black roots were really visible underneath her barbie-blonde hair. He looked really innocent today. I don't think she was wearing much makeup. Probably just mascara, eyeliner and  lip gloss.

"Um, my mum won't let me have any friends over, Michael is, um, sick." She eyed me suspicious before answering.

"Aw, well wish him well for me." 

"I will." She turned around on her heals and walked of towards a crowed of blonde-haired girls who were irrupting into squeamish laughter. I just rolled my eyes at them. They were so fake. Why would you want to be like that? I would never understand.

At Alex's that night I really felt like I needed to get it off my chest. 

"I just feel so guilty."

"I know." He said, "But don't, It's not like we were dating when we hooked up was it? I don't even know her that well."

"You guys were whispering though? And laughing?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You and Gemma, before ’we’ happened. You used to whisper. I never really got an explanation.” I questioned.

“Look Wend, Gemma, she’s quite, seductive.” I knew he was choosing his words really carefully.

 “What do you mean?”

“She’s, in some way, connected with the Lost Boys, the guys, they kind of, like her.”

“They like her?” I asked

“Yeah, they like her because they can get what they want from her, really easily.” I could tell he didn’t want to tell me all this. I knew what he meant. Gemma had been sleeping with the members of Lost boys.

“She sleeps with them?” I said, kind of devastated. Alex just nodded and said,

“Not just her, other members of the clique she hangs around with.”

“Have you-“ I began before he interrupted.

“No, of course not.” He said, reaching for my hand. “She just, offered, but I said no because I knew I cared about you.” This made me smile. But only briefly because all I could think about was Gemma being used for sex by those filthy animals. I don’t think I can look at her the same now.

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