A/N HEY!! Here's chapter TWO! I hope you like this chapter cause I worked hard, even though I wrote it like FOREVER ago!
I turned around to see the boys.
"Thanks," I said turning back around.
"You're really good," Jason commented sitting next to me, "But you stuttered a bit on the chorus…"
Jason and I spent the next thirty minutes working on my fingering while Shane and Nate goofed around.
We thought they would have some sense and be responsible, but it's Shane and Nate, nothing is ever fine around them. I'm talking about how I heard a crash!!
"Nate!!! Are you okay?!?!" We heard a frantic Shane ask.
Jason sighed before walking towards them; I was following curiously behind him.
"That's the stupidest question you have ever asked," Nate mumbled rubbing his head.
I sat beside Nate while Jason checked his head for any cuts or blood.
"Shane go get a wash cloth," Jason instructed him
Shane nodded and bounded up the stairs.
"What's the matter?" I asked Kevin.
"His heads bleeding a bit," Jason said checking for any other bodily injuries.
Nick grumbled a bit.
"Is it serious?" I asked.
Jason shrugged. He must have touched a sensitive spot because Nick winced.
Shane tripped a bit down the stairs with the washcloth; "I'm okay!" he called righting himself.
Jason took the washcloth and placed it on Nate's head, "Hold this NeNe while Shane and I go get mom and dad," Jason ordered me.
I nodded holding the cloth to Nate's head.
"Where did Jason go?" Nate asked in a daze.
"He went to get Denise," I told him while checking his body again.
"Does anything else hurt?" I questioned him.
"No," he rubbed his head.
"Don't do that," I told him gently grabbing his hand, "It'll make your head sore later," I told him.
Nate nodded, but when I went to let his hand go, he gripped my hand a little tighter.
I smiled slightly and gave his hand a light squeeze, trying not to add any more pain to his already pounding head.
He smiled back lazily as Jason, Shane, Denise, and Paul bounded down the stairs.
"Oh, my poor baby," Denise said crouching down next to her son, "What happened?"
"Shane and I were messing around and I tripped," Nate said sitting up a bit and wincing as he did so.
Denise slowly and gently lifted the cloth up.
"There's not a lot of blood, but you more than likely have a little concussion, so take it easy," Denise said.
Shane and Jason slung Nate's arms around their shoulders, carefully carrying him upstairs. I followed behind them as they carried him to his room.
"Stay with him so he doesn't fall asleep. I'm gonna go get some aspirin for him," Jason said.
"SHANEY!!!" Frankie called, "COME PLAY WITH ME!!!"
"COMEING FRANKIE!!!" Shane called leaving the room.
I nodded as Jason left before sitting down on the bed.
"Is your heading pounding less now?" I asked him.
"A little," Nate replied weakly.
I smiled, "You'll be okay. So, what did you fall over?" I asked curiously.
He blushed but reffused to answer.
"Oh come on, it can't be that embarrassing," I teased him.
He sighed and mumbled something.
"What was that?" I asked, cupping my ear in a mocking manner.
He sighed, "My feet."
I stared at him before laughing. He sighed and stared at me as I laughed, tears streaming down my face.
"It's not that funny!" he said defensively, crossing his arms.
"Yes it is. Well the irony is, You've had legs forever, and I've had a tail my whole life, but you tripped over your own feet more than I have," I said laughing in between my words.
He sighed and sat back defeated.
Jason came back in, two aspirins and a glass of water in hand.
"Here," he said handing the items to Nate, "It'll make-"
"I know what aspirin does, Jase," Nate said struggling a bit to sit up.
"Just take the drugs," he laughed, leaving the room.
"Ow," Nate whispered, trying to tilt his head back.
"What?" I asked looking at him.
"My head," he laughed then winced.
"Here," I said moving up next to him, "Put the aspirin in your mouth," he did so, "Put the glass to your lips," he did, "I'm going to tip it," "May."
I tipped the glass waiting as he swallowed the pills.
"Thanks," he said putting the glass down.
"No problem," I said, "You helped me-"
"Quit wanting to repay us!" Nate ordered.
"Why? You've helped me so much!" I said,
"So?!" he laughed, "Look, don't thank us. You don't have to. We wanted to."
"But-"
He put a finger over my lips, "No buts. No more thanking."
I nodded.
He smiled, "Thank you."
I blushed and put some hair behind my ear, "What time is it?"
"2:30."
"Oh. Well, it's time. I'll see ya later."
He nodded and opened his mouth, but I cut him off.
"Here," I said, handing him a notebook and his guitar.
He grinned, "You know me so well."
I laughed, "I'll see ya later Natey."
"Do you have to call me nicknames?!" He laughed, "You always call me that! You could think of something more creative!"
I stuck my tounge out at him.
"I was kidding!" He said grabbing my arm before I left.
I turned away acting mad, before sighing and turning to him, "Bye," I said kissing his cheek.
"Bye," he smiled then started strumming.
I closed his door before softly squealing.
This thing called love I just can't handle it
This thing called love I must get round to it
I aint ready
Crazy little thing called love
This thing (this thing) called love (called love)
It cries (like a baby)
In a cradle all night
It swings (woo woo)
It jives (woo woo)
It shakes all over like a jelly fish,
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love
There goes my baby
She knows how to rock n roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat
I gotta be cool relax, get hip
Get on my tracks
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love
I gotta be cool relax, get hip
Get on my tracks
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready (ready Freddie)
Crazy little thing called love
This thing called love I just can't handle it
This thing called love, oh no, I must get round to it
I aint ready
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love
Crazy little thing called love…
Crazy Little Thing Called Love
Queen
A/N Okay. I used Queen's song Crazy Little Thing Called Love to show you how they both felt. I'm thinking I might put two songs or just one, but I havent decided. I'm mad, because I had to take out one of my favorite parts because it doesnt fit, cause I had to change the names.