Nate's POV

I ran into the kitchen to get a glass of water. The girl had passed out, and I didn't blame her. That guy had been holding her in what looked like an iron grip.

Jason had found her keys in her purse, and we had carried her in. It wasn't a crime, right? I mean, we were only helping her. She wouldn't call the police or anything, would she? If she did, I would be extremely mad. We had just saved her life. She owed us big time.

I grabbed a glass from a cupboard, and filled it with water from the jug. It wasn't cold, like Jason asked for, but it was good enough for now.

I ran back into the living room, where Shane and Jason had laid the girl down on the couch. She looked peaceful, just laying there. It seemed to me like she rarely got any peace, after what I had seen tonight.

"Should I pour the water on her?" I asked.

Jason looked at me weirdly. "On her? I asked you to get that water for me, idiot." Having said that, he grabbed the glass from me and gulped it down. "Nate, I asked for cold water," he whined.

I glared at him, and then focused back on the girl. I examined her looks. She was kind of pretty, with her straight brown hair. I didn't know what color her eyes were because they were closed.

"Her name's Kelly Lawrence," said Shane randomly.

"How did you know that?" I asked him. Did he know her, or something?

"I looked at her licence, idiot," said Shane.

My brothers seemed to enjoy calling me an idiot. I was not an idiot. I was smarter than both of them, and they knew it. Well, I hope they knew it.

"Should we wait for her to wake up?" asked Shane.

"What, you think we're just going to leave her here?" asked Jason in disbelief.

"Yes," said Shane bluntly. Shane had always been an idiot. He had no patience with anything. Jason and I gave each other exasperated looks. We shared those looks a lot, usually when Shane was being stupid.

"Well," I said. "I guess we're stuck here for the night." I sat down in an armchair, and propped my feet up on the coffee table. Jason slapped my feet off the table.

"Nate, don't be rude."

"Whatever," I said. I found myself slowly drifting off to sleep. I tried to stay awake, but it was impossible. Before I knew it, I was in a deep sleep.

I had the strangest dream. The girl that my brothers and I had rescued, Kelly, was running away from me, and I was chasing after her. "Don't go!" I yelled desperately. She merely kept running.

I tried to run faster, but she was always about ten paces ahead of me. "Please, listen to me!" I yelled.

"Nate. Nate? Nate!"

I woke up with a start. Jason was standing over me, slapping my face. "Dude, you were having a nightmare. You kept yelling out "No! Don't leave me!" What's wrong?" asked Jason.

"I don't really remember," I lied. I didn't really want to tell Jason about the dream. He might have the wrong idea, and think I liked Kelly, or something. My brothers always jumped to conclusions.

Why had I had that dream? Why was I suddenly dreaming about a girl that I barely even knew? Could it be that I might have a crush on her? But that was impossible. I didn't have a crush on a girl that I hadn't even spoken to. For all I knew, she could be some kind of stuck-up video girl who would want to use my brothers and me. Wow, I was quoting my own song. I hated doing that.

"Dude, I think she's stirring," said Shane suddenly.

I rocketed up off the chair, and ran to the couch. She was stirring. She turned over onto her side and moaned. "Help me," she said.

Shane, Jason, and I all exchanged worried glances. Did Kelly have some kind of phycological illness? Or was she just having a bad dream? I found myself worrying for her, even though I had never even talked to her. What was wrong with me?

Suddenly, Kelly shot up. She saw us standing over her, and she screamed as loud as she could. Which was really loud; I think I was deaf in both ears.

"Calm down!" said Jason. "We're the people who rescued you from that guy who was trying to rape you!"

Kelly's eyes went really wide. "But how did you get inside?" she asked.

We all looked at her sheepishly. "We found the keys in your purse," said Shane.

She rolled her eyes and said, "Of course." I took that as an insult. We had just saved her life, and she was treating us like trash. I decided to speak up.

"You know, we're the people that saved you from that guy," I said with emphasis.

"Yeah, I know," said Kelly. Wow, this girl was very ungrateful. If it weren't for us, she would be either dead or pregnant. "I'm hungry," she said suddenly.

Shane, Jason, and I looked at each other confusedly. Were we supposed to make her dinner too? This girl was a video girl. Argh, I'm quoting my own song again!

Kelly got up off of the couch, and went into the kitchen. "Do you guys like pasta?" she called. We looked at each other again. Maybe she wasn't a video girl. Okay, I have got to stop quoting my own song!

"Um... yeah, but we'll just leave. You don't have to make us dinner or anything," said Jason. Shane stared at him in shock. I wasn't that surprised; Shane never said no to food.

"Actually," began Shane, "We would love to have some pasta."

"Okay, great!" said Kelly from the kitchen. Jason glared at Shane.

"Shane," he hissed.

"What? We just saved her freaking butt. She owes us!" protested Shane. Jason opened his mouth to argue, but then decided against it.

I got up to go join Kelly in the kitchen. Her hair was up in a messy bun, and she was scurrying around the kitchen, looking for the right ingredients.

"Hey," I said. I must have startled her, because she dropped the spoon she was holding, and shrieked. "Sorry!" I exclaimed, and bent down to pick up the spoon for her. Unfortunately, she bent down at the same time to pick up the spoon, and our heads banged together.

We both hissed in pain, and Kelly grabbed the spoon, rubbing her head. I held mine gingerly. Her head was hard. Either that, or mine was freakishly soft. "Sorry," I said again.

"It's okay," she smiled, and went back to the stove.

"So, pasta, huh?" I asked, trying to start a conversation.

"Yep," she replied. There was an awkward silence. "Have I seen you before?" she asked suddenly.

I cringed in disappointment. We had totally forgotten to tell her that we were a famous boy band. How would she take it? She would probably go brag to all of her friends, and then unnecessary rumors would be started. I didn't need all of that. But I couldn't lie to her.

"Actually, Shane, Jason, and I are in a famous band called Connect Three." I waited with baited breath for her answer.

"I know," she said simply.

"You know?" I asked. I was confused. Why didn't she freak out like a crazed fan girl?

"Yeah. I just didn't want to be rude, so I waited until you actually told me."

Wow, this girl was different. I had a feeling that we were going to get along fine. However, I couldn't help thinking one thing. Kelly had the most beautiful, glowing green eyes that I had ever seen.

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