Disclaimer: I don't own Host. Never have and never will. Which is a pity...

This chapter is just a sort of middle chapter, not much really happens, the next one will be longer and wayyy better!!!


I stopped myself from running to Ian and Kyle and squishing them into a bear hug. Instead I chose to say their names, "Ian, Kyle it's really you isn't it" I whispered, slightly ashamed with how I had treated them. But I couldn't change the past. I could only change the future. "Nicole!" they said in unison and this time I didn't hold back.

I rushed into their waiting arms and hugged them hard. I knew they had lots of questions but Jared started to look uncomfortable. I knew he was nervous, "Guys, sorry to break up the reunion, but back to reality, we don't have any gas in our car and we're miles from home. We need to find a gas station and get going." I blushed; this was my fault, when they started chasing me they didn't think I would out run them.

"Ummmm I could help if you want, I know where a gas station is. It's really rather close", I said, letting go off Ian and Kyle. My two big brothers. I loved them so much. "Great" smiled Jared, jogging to catch up behind me. I heard Ian and Kyle whispering and decided they needed some time alone. Me and Jared walked in an awkward silence towards the van. "Right the station is like 20 meters to the left, we need to push the van over there." Jared's mouth dropped open, "Your joking, it was that close! And I didn't even notice" He shook his head with a small grin on his face. "Told you it was close" I answered before getting round to the back of the van.

The van was fairly light, so Jared didn't notice I was even pushing the van until I told him to move. "Whaaaaaaat the hell!" he yelled, jumping out the way as I pushed the van forward like it was a pram. In a few moments I had the van by the gas station. That's when I felt the adrenalin rush wear off. I staggered about like a drunk. Ian helped me into the back of the van, realising that I was tired. "Kyle staggers about like that when he's tired. And when he's drunk, oh, and also when he's angry…" I tuned out his words, not meaning to be rude or anything but 2 hours ago I was feeling dead. Now even if you could, you wouldn't be able to bring be back from the dead. Death is just another form of sleep. I wouldn't let them take that away from me. As I was falling asleep, I realised the little voice or Andy as I liked to call her/him hadn't spoken for a while. It also hadn't nagged, annoyed or criticised me.

Thank god!


Bit boring. Well i found it very dull to write, even though it was short. It doesn't take to long to review, so please do! If you do review could you say if you would prefer for Jamie and Nicole to intesnsly dislike each other at first or they slowly start to hate each other. It will help me write the next chapter!

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