I think some have been waiting for this chapter, it's kinda a pivotal moment in Pink Lady and it's really no different in this story. Nate realizes things because a certain accident occurs… Can't wait to hear about your reactions.
ENJOY!
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Confessions of Danny Zuko
Chapter ELEVEN: Home is Where the Heart Is
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"THANK YOU ORLANDO!" Shane yelled into his microphone before we bowed and proceeded to run off the stage. The crowded roared for another encore. I have to say after three encores, this crowd should have had its fill. That wasn't the case. The three of us stood back stage hearing our sold out crowd screaming for one more song. My dad shrugged at us. We had no idea what to play. We played all of our hit songs from our first two albums and even our recent album as well. I have to say we were out of songs to perform, and don't even think about having us repeat songs. That's just rude. Anyways, I took a peak at the crowd which wasn't disappearing. Every single girl was waiting for just one more song.
Shane shrugged, "Nate we can't. If I sing anymore I'll bust up my vocal cords."
Jason nodded, "Our band needs some rest Nate; you can't ask them to play more than what they signed for."
I looked restlessly back to the crowd, "We just can't leave our fans out there."
"Nate, four encores? Are you kidding me?" Shane shook me.
I was about to give up when I remembered a song we haven't played yet because no one had heard it but Jason.
"Jason do you remember my song?" I asked.
Jason nodded, "Yeah, it's easy to memorize."
"Can you play one more song?" I asked once again.
"Why not? I still have some energy in me." Jason left to pick up his guitar he had already packed away.
Shane crossed his arms, "What about me? I don't even know this song and my vocals are going to suck…"
I smiled, "Shane relax, you can play your tambourine."
I grabbed Shane's microphone and turned it on.
I spoke directly to the crowd, "You guys are amazing."
Our fans' screams reach a new pitch: deafening.
The moment Jason came back with his guitar, all three of us moved back to the middle of the stage. We sat down at the edge and greeted some nearby fans.
"Alright we have one more thing for you," I said. "It's a new song that I wrote because we all have a special person that we're just friends with. Hit it Jace."
Jason began this awesome introduction to this song. I give him props. He makes a good song great with his guitar licks. Shane began to pound on his tambourine.
"There she goes again. The girl I'm in love with. It's cool we're just friends. We walk the halls at school. We know it's casual. It's cool we're just…
I don't want to lead you on, no. But the truth is I've grown fond, yeah. Everyone knows it's meant to be, Falling in love, just you and me. 'Till the end of time, 'Till I'm on her mind. It'll happen. I've been making lots of plans, Like a picket fence and a rose garden. I'll just keep on dreaming, But it's cool 'cause we're just friends"
I continued to passionately sing this new song to our fans who reacted wonderfully to it. After we wrapped up our fourth encore the fans were satisfied and began to disperse while I watched from backstage.
"Nate that song was amazing!" Shane patted me on the back. I was soon surrounded by people praising me for my new song. I didn't have much feedback before this. I only had Jason's word that he loved the song. I was a bit excited that I was getting a positive response to this.
The summer tour has been a handful, but it had kept me busy after production was wrapped up and everybody left. For most people the final day of production on the movie was sadder than the day Caitlyn left, but not for me. Everybody was in tears and embracing each other, but I was almost looking forward to the movie ending so I could see Caitlyn again. I needed to see her; I was apprehensive…sue me.
I was worried that Caitlyn had lost interest in all of us (yeah…not only me but the cast as well). She hardly called anybody from what I heard except for one call that Taylor hogged for hours. The fact that she wasn't calling anyone made her silence sting a little less, but it still had me worried. What if she found some boy back in Chicago to occupy her time with?
I mean…I don't care really. Caitlyn's just my friend and all…
But the thought worried me. A lot.
I called Emma one day and she laughed at me.
"No Nate that's impossible."
"Why?" I asked.
"Because, Caitlyn would have told me."
"That's what I thought but I never hear from her."
"Nate. I should know. I sort of live with her now."
"What? Since when?"
"It's a long story. We've been here for a couple of weeks."
"Where is here?"
"New York, New York."
I should have remembered about our future concert there but I quickly said my goodbyes and continued on with my day. After our memorable Orlando concert, we were packing up to head off for our next venue in…New York. Usually on tour, I'm never aware of the times we play or exactly where is the next place we're traveling to. I just show up, perform, and move on to the next venue. When I did figure out that our next destination was New York, I phoned up Emma.
"Nate?"
"Emma how are you?"
"Are you crazy? It's almost 3 in the morning here! What possessed you to call me at this hour?"
I smiled, "To tell you that my brothers and I just landed on your side of the earth. Excited?"
"I'm elated." Emma said flatly.
"Hey is there any way we can meet up? I've been dying to see Caitlyn."
"Now? Nate I hate to break it to you but she's asleep"
"No, not right now. Tomorrow?"
"You mean today. It's technically tomorrow if you must know."
"Whatever."
"And today isn't such a great day to meet up."
"Why?"
"Caitlyn has an interview at NBC studio's with Conan."
"That's fine, I have a concert later on and I have these passes…Emma?"
I paused and heard a slight breathing sound.
"Emma? Emma did you fall asleep?"
No answer.
I smiled to myself as I hung up. My brothers and I were escorted to a nearby taxi which took us to our hotel. The moment we reached our suites I collapsed. I was dead tired and I had to wake up in 4 hours for a sound check at the venue. The amount of sleep didn't matter to me anymore. I just wanted to get everything out of the way so I could see Caitlyn again. If that meant I couldn't sleep that much then so be it. And that's exactly what happened.
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"NATE!"
I felt a violent shake before I felt the hard floor replace my bed. I groaned, realizing that I had rolled out of bed. I heard footsteps approach me and then suddenly I was placed on my feet. I slit my eyes open and saw Shane looking straight at me.
"Dude, you over slept! You have less than five minutes to get changed." Shane said.
My eyes snapped open, "Five? I need to take a shower!"
Shane rushed around my room and flung some jeans and a plain white shirt at me, "Skip it. You can't afford to be late; we're already behind schedule."
"Already?" I said as I bounced around, slipping on my jeans. I threw the shirt on and quickly tied on some Vans.
Shane held the door open for me as I rushed out to the hallways where there were dozens of people asking if I wanted coffee and informing me that my guitar has been waxed. I marched to the elevator where Jason was impatiently waiting.
"I never thought you would over-"
"Jason, I know! Let get to this place and do whatever we got to do." I said before he could finish his sentence.
"Sounds like you have plans." Shane smirked.
"I do." I nodded, "And by the way is there anyways I can get some backstage passes? I want to give them to Ca…"
The people surrounding us suddenly fell quiet as they tried to hear who I wanted to give passes.
"Cans." I cringed.
"Cans?" Shane snorted.
I shrugged "I meant fans…I'm still half asleep can you blame me?"
Nice save.
A tiny girl in the elevator spoke up, "I can take care of that Mr. Grey. How many passes are you thinking of giving out?"
She held up a clipboard, ready to jot down anything I said.
"Umm, just two." I lifted my two fingers.
She nodded, "I'll make sure to have them ready in no time."
"Just two?" Jason questioned, "We have way more room backstage than for just two fans."
Jason raised his eyebrows at me. I tried to hold back a smile that came from knowing exactly who I wanted to give these passes to. I didn't need more than two passes.
"Make it four. And if it's alright with Dad, six?"
The girl quickly scratched off the number of passes and smiled up at me.
The minute the elevator opened we quickly made our way to the carswaiting to take us to our venue. The press was there to greet us. I had to go through an awesome, grueling sound check. Awesome because everything went smoothly. Grueling because those two hours felt like an eternity. The tiny girl from the elevator crispy handed me the passes the moment our practice was over. She had this accomplished grin on her face.
"Thanks." I bit my lip as I examined the passes.
She winked at me, "I'm glad to be a service to you."
And with that she zoomed off, to take care of the many more things she had to do.
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I usually never think of myself as a celebrity. Honestly. I could live without some of the perks that come with it. As long as I could perform, it doesn't matter if it is in sold out arenas or for a small crowd. To my big surprise, I didn't notice how accustomed I had grown to those perks. I looked back at the security guard who was denying me entrance to the backstage of NBC studios. I expected to get in without question. I don't want to sound like Shane but…hasn't anybody heard of me?
"Sure you're Nate Grey." The guard said mockingly.
I stood outside in my beanie and sunglasses disguise, anxious because I was already late to Caitlyn's interview.
"I am!" I harshly said to him, "Look, I would love to take my things off but I can't."
The guard laughed, "Why? Are you afraid you'll get noticed?"
I sighed, "Yes!"
I was glad this security guard was finally understanding me.
"Sorry kid. No can do. You have no idea how many people impersonate famous people." He grumbled.
I was about to give up and call Emma for backup. I reached out for my cell phone in my back pocket when I felt something else.
My passes.
I was glad that Jason suggested more than two. Really glad.
"Say…" I smiled at the plan that was concocting in my head, "Do you have a family?"
The guard shrugged, "I have a beautiful daughter. Don't you get any ideas. She's only five years old."
Daughter? YES!
I shook my head, "Does she like music?"
The guard rolled his eyes, "She's crazy for Connect Three. Wait let me rephrase that. She's crazy for Shane. I'm sure you know him. He's your 'brother', right?"
The guard let out a husky laugh.
"So you must be going to their concert tonight?" I ignored his mockery.
The guard quickly got serious, "No. Those tickets were sold out in a matter of minutes."
SCORE.
I cleared my throat, "Would you like to take your daughter?"
"There is no way I'm buying some fake tickets from you." The guard defensively said.
"They're not fake." I protested, "And I'll give them to you if you can just let me in. Please."
I took out two spare passes and waved them in the air. The guard eyed them curiously.
"If anybody asks, I didn't let you in. Got it?" The guard whispered to me. I triumphantly handed him the passes as I walked pass him. It wasn't hard to find the dressing rooms. I don't want to brag but I've been here plenty of times before. When I finally saw Caitlyn's dressing room, I barged in on a very surprised Emma.
"What in the world are you doing here?!" She said once she sat back on her chair that she had managed to fall off when I came in.
"I said I'd come!" I looked over to the small monitor which was showing the current interview. All I saw was a crappy clip of the original Grease with our heads pasted on the characters.
Emma closed her eyes, "Ugh, I thought I was dreaming."
I half smiled, "Well you weren't."
Emma averted her attention back the tv, where Caitlyn was biting her lip as she tried to hold in a laugh.
"Well what did you think?" Conan said.
The audience was laughing hysterically.
"Is that what Steven gave you?" Caitlyn giggled out.
"Yeah, straight from the remake." Conan defended.
Caitlyn shook her head and let out an uncontrollable laugh. She began to fan her eyes that were watering.
"That was ridiculous. Where did you get those pictures?" Caitlyn asked.
"Online."
Caitlyn erupted in giggles again.
"Nate looks like he was punched in the face with a photoshopped session."
I was what? Emma began to laugh as well. The tv flashed another glimpse of the photo they used. It took me a while to recognize that it WAS me. I don't know why but they decided to give me slicked-back hair that ended up looking like I had just walked out of a beauty salon. Emma laughed again.
"Sorry Nate. That was just priceless." Emma apologized as she wiped some tears away.
"So this Nate guy. He's a big shot isn't he?" Conan asked.
"Oh no. He is the sweetest person. Nate's a bit strange sometimes but he's so much fun to be around." Caitlyn smiled.
I smiled as well. She might have called me strange but she said I was fun to be around with. That should be a sign, right?
"I never really get into the personal life of my guest but I guess I'll indirectly ask this…Do you have a boyfriend that none of us know about?" Conan stared her down.
"I do have a boyfriend." Caitlyn smiled mischievously.
My heart gave this hollow thud. She has a boyfriend? Couldn't Emma have warned me before? Then I wouldn't have looked and felt so devastated.
"Nate." Emma shook me, "She's kidding."
"I think this will come to a big surprise to you but I think me and Max Weinberg have this thing." Caitlyn giggled.
"Max? My Max?" Conan raise his eyebrows, "Max you do know she's underage."
"I am not! I just turned 18. I'm perfectly legal." Caitlyn joked.
Oh thank God she was just kidding around. Emma shook her head.
"You still like her, don't you?" Emma asked.
I bit my lip, "You have no idea."
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Emma pushed me out before Caitlyn even noticed I was there. I patiently waited outside for this signal Emma told me about. I had no idea what it was until the door creaked open and Emma waved me over. I quickly shuffled towards the door and finally saw what I had been waiting for. Caitlyn Gellar, in the flesh. She wasn't naked or anything…I'm just saying that it really was her. She stood there in awe. I wanted to stare straight at her eyes but I sorely missed everything about her. So I caught myself a few times just checking her out. It was wrong I know but I couldn't help myself. It's been such a long time since I've seen her. I'm not sure how long we were there just staring at each other. Caitlyn had this unreadable expression on her face which meant that I would have to start talking…or else we'd be here all night just looking at each other.
"Hey Cait. I thought you weren't ever going to wear heels again." I pointed to her shoes which looked dangerously high and incredible because it made her legs a mile long.
"A girl can change her mind." Caitlyn crossed her arms.
"Well I'm off to call Taylor. I'll let you two catch up." Emma patted my back as she left. I almost forgot she was with us. No, I did forget she was there.
When Emma disappeared I looked back as Caitlyn who was taking off her shoes.
"Why-"
"What-"
I stopped my question the moment I heard Caitlyn speak up. She stopped as well and then gave a look that made my heart pump faster.
"You go first." I mumbled.
"What brings you here? I thought you're in the middle of a tour." Caitlyn asked. She cocked her head to the side.
"I am. It just so happens that our next scheduled venue is here in New York." I answered. I turned around to find some curious eyes peering in. They hurried off the moment I noticed they were looking. I turned and closed the door for more privacy.
"Ain't that nice. Do Emma and I get backstage passes to one of your shows?" Caitlyn joked.
I was surprised that she knew what I was here for. Did I make it that obvious? Maybe Taylor was right about me. I probably do make things clear as crystal
"Depends." I shrugged.
"On what?" Caitlyn brought her eyebrows together.
"If you and Emma want to spend a fantastic day with me and my brothers." I took a step closer to her. I hope she didn't notice.
"Do I have to?" Cailtyn whined.
"Oh yes, it's part of my awesome package." I teased.
I'm not sure exactly what I did but Caitlyn gulped. Her eyes looked straight at the floor and I could just feel that she was pulling away from me. I didn't want her to pull away. I wanted her here. We were having such a great chat before I said something. To bring her back, I did what I had wanted to do for the longest time. I brought her into my arms and rested my head on hers. I was glad she hasn't changed at all. She still was my same old Caitlyn with the dash of cinnamon. I was really enjoying the moment when Emma walked back in. She stopped dead in her tracks and slowly backed away.
"You haven't called." I said to Caitlyn, ignoring Emma.
Caitlyn broke away from me and sighed, "I thought you would be busy with your tour and stuff."
"I am busy." I confirmed.
"Then?" Caitlyn shrugged as she recrossed her arms
"Doesn't mean you shouldn't call." I pointed out, "I've had a call from everybody except from you. I don't want to hear that you're not a phone girl because I've witness Taylor talking to you for hours on end."
"I've been busy." Caitlyn whispered out.
Busy. The story of our lives.
"Oh, are you going to be too busy to go to the show then? I could always give these out to some fans." I took out my last two passes.
Caitlyn quickly took them out of my hands.
"Maybe. Maybe not." She teased.
"Then maybe I won't give these to you." I took the passes back and stuffed them back in my back pocket.
"And maybe I don't want to go." Caitlyn frowned.
"Maybe you want to go more than you lead on." I raised my eyebrows, challenging her. Caitlyn took a step back and slowly nodded.
"Ok, I want to go." She softly said. If I could do this happy dance without Caitlyn around to see it, I would. Of course I wouldn't risk embarrassing myself. I'm was just glas she agreed to come along the ride.
I handed the passes back to her and she smiled.
"Now get out of my room Grey. I need to change." She pushed me out. I didn't mind. I was glad I have Caitlyn around for the rest of the day.
"How did it go?" Emma asked.
"Okay." I bit my lip.
"Looks better than 'okay'." Emma grinned.
I shrugged, "Maybe."
Emma sighed, "I'll never understand the both of you."
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We've been goofing off for the past four hours. Shane was casually talking to Emma. He wasn't flirting with her which was a big surprise. Thankfully Mitchie was nowhere around to see them interact. She would have probably thrown a jealous fit over nothing in particular. It was just the five of us chatting and reeking havoc at the venue. Jason was teaching Emma how to play the drums while Shane, Caitlyn and I were in a war.
A water war.
We somehow found water guns lying around and Shane thought it would be a great idea to have a water fight. We were running around the floor seats like kids. I was busy pretending I was James Bond while I soaked Shane.
"Quit it Nate!" Shane whined, "I get it! I'm wet!"
I stopped and then tumbled to the floor to get my next victim. Since we started, I hadn't seen Caitlyn at all. I thought she was hiding until I found her on stage with Jason and Emma. Her gun was at rest. Caitlyn sat on the drummer's seat while Jason had his arms around her, holding her hands as he showed her how to play the drums. She threw him a smile and began laughing at how inept at drums she was. I don't know why I got a sudden rage of jealously. It was my brother for Pete's sake. He has a girlfriend and he knew that I liked her. So, as much as I was telling my body not to jump over and spray Jason and Caitlyn with my gun, I couldn't help it. Caitlyn gasped and stood up knocking a cymbal over. Jason dropped the sticks and began yelling at me.
"Nate! You got the drums wet!" Jason ran off to grab a towel.
Caitlyn narrowed her eyes at me, "Nate I said I was out! Why did you soak us?!"
I dropped my gun and looked at the ground. How was I going to explain that I had a weak moment and I couldn't stand having Jason that close to her?
"Shane dared me." I lied.
"NO I DIDN'T!" Shane yelled.
Caitlyn shook her head and wrung her shirt of excess water, "Nate you don't have to do everything your brother tells you to do."
Emma nodded, " Come on, Cait. Let's get ready for this concert. It's almost time."
I looked at my watch, "The show doesn't start for another good three hours."
Caitlyn and Emma linked arms.
"And you must have forgotten that we still need to go home and get ready. Unless you want Caitlyn to look like a mess." Emma shot back.
"I don't mind." I shrugged.
Caitlyn laughed, "Bye Nate. Thanks for the passes. I can't wait for the show."
Emma began to drag Caitlyn away as I waved goodbye. Jason came back with a towel and began to wipe the drums off.
"What's gotten into you, Nate? These are expensive drums!" Jason scolded.
Shane jumped on the stage and flung his arm around me, "He was totally jealous that you were teaching Caitlyn how to play drums."
"I was not!" I whined.
"Whatever." Jason sighed, "Let's hope you didn't ruin these drums."
I sighed and walked backstage. Since when do I have jealous fits? I know Jason would never dare to…I can't even bring myself to say it. And to have Caitlyn mad at me for something stupid I did? Seriously, I'm beginning to wonder if Caitlyn's making me crazy.
Shane quickly joined me backstage.
"You were jealous." He said it as more of a statement than a question.
I sighed, "Yeah. Has that ever happened to you with Mitchie?"
"Ah, no. Not with Mitchie." Shane confessed, "But I know what you're going through. You just got to trust her."
"I do trust her and I trust Jason. I just don't know why I snapped. They weren't doing anything." I groaned.
Shane shrugged, "Yeah…you're weird."
"Thanks Shane." I rolled my eyes.
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"I know we get a little crazy
I know we get a little loud
I know we're never gonna fake it
We are wild, we are free
We are more than ya think
So call us freaks
But that's just the way we roll"
I was in front of a sold out arena singing and sweating my heart out for every fan. Jason and Shane were in their own zone while they played around with the crowd. I glanced up to the nearest balcony where Caitlyn and Emma were dancing up a storm. Behind them was that security guard and his cute redheaded daughter enjoying the concert. I was enjoying that fact that Caitlyn was wildly acting out like a fan. It was funny to see.
"New York!" Shane yelled. The screams reached a new height. "Are you ready to hear a brand spankin' new song?!"
I frowned and gave Shane a look. We just finished play our final song and we were expected to say thanks and wait for the encore, if there was ever going to be one. Jason shrugged it off while I was having nervous break down.
"C'mon Nate, put that guitar down and get your pretty voice ready." Shane smirked at me. I closed my eyes as Shane grabbed his tambourine. Damn it. I knew exactly what song he was pushing me to sing.
"We have one more song before we have to go and our little Nate wrote it so I hope you all enjoy it." Shane announced.
I was going to kill Shane after the show.
The stage lights dimmed down and I had a single spotlight on me. Great. Did they plan this with out my consent? I nervously laughed as I took Shane's mic.
"You've been great New York." I thanked, "This song didn't make it on to the album because, it was a last minute thing and…you know how things work. It was way too late to put it on sooo yeah. Here it is and I hope you like it."
"…Thinking about how we're gonna say our vows
It's cool we're just friends
She walks down the aisle I see all my friends smile
Cause now we're more than friends
Everyone knows it's meant to be
Falling in love, just you and me
'til the end of time
'til I'm on her mind
It'll happen
We've been making lots of plans
Like a picket fence and a rose garden
I'll just keep on dreaming
Just keep on thinking of when we used to be just friends."
"New York you've been great!" Shane waved before he ran off stage. I scooped up my guitar before I ran out as well. We were attacked my a posse of stage crew the moment we were backstage. They were working meticulously around us as they took off our microphones and ear pieces. Once I was free of any technology I raced over to Shane.
I lightly punched him.
"What the hell Shane! What was that all about?" I cried.
"Dude, it wasn't my idea 'kay?" Shane defended, "Jason mentioned it to dad and he thought it was a great idea."
I frowned, "I wondered who gave Jason the idea…"Shane cracked a smiled and I knew it was him who suggested it.
"Why?" I asked.
Shane snorted, "Cause. All is fair in love and war."
"Shane, you can't be serious. This is not the way I want to tell her." I raised my voice as we neared our dressing room.
"Nate, you're not thinking about telling her at all. What's wrong with a little push?" Shane rolled his eyes before he ultimately disappeared to his dressing room. I stood outside as Jason joined me.
"Great show bro." Jason patted me on the shoulder.
"Jason, did you tell dad about the last song?"
Jason nodded, "Yeah, he said it was a great idea."
I groaned, "Why didn't someone tell me about the change?"
Jason eyes widen, "You didn't know? Well that explains why you looked surprised."
I was going to add on to my complaint when I heard Caitlyn. To be honest, I had no idea what she was yelling out. I just knew it was her by the ring of her voice when it echoed in the lobby in front of our dressing rooms. I averted my attention to Caitlyn who was running at full speed at me while Emma was trailing far behind. Caitlyn flung her arms around me and my past worries melted away. Jason rolled his eyes at my love sick smile as he walked away.
"You were great!" She squealed.
I think I slipped in a thanks, somewhere. I'm not sure. I've been focusing on what happened after Caitlyn told me what she thought.
I'm not sure if I can explain this right. While Caitlyn was hugging me tight, I was trying to put my guitar down so I could hug her back. It's been a while since I had her around. Might as well join in on the fun. I shifted a bit and thats when I felt a small hand wipe away some sweat on my cheek. I was going to tease Caitlyn. The last time I was sweaty she was completely grossed out by me. I didn't take any offense. She was a neat freak, it was only natural. Moving on, I was confused at the fact that she just touched my cheek. I looked down at her and…
I mean it was my fault, if I would have waited two more seconds I wouldn't be in this position. You see when I turned around I was in a perfect angle…and she, well we…
Caitlyn and I were hugging and I assume she was aiming for my cheek, which is why she cleaned my cheek before she leaned in. And I had to ruin her little gesture by looking at her the second…
We kissed. Cait and I kissed.
She froze and her eyes flew open in shock. We stared at each other as our lips were still…touching. I had a feeling that Caitlyn didn't mean for this to happen which is why I quickly hid in my own dressing room. I was mad. Incredibly mad that I enjoyed that more than I should have. I would have thrown my guitar across the lobby just so I could actually show Caitlyn that I was waiting for a moment like this…except that this moment was totally accidental and WRONG. The worst part is that I think what I felt was one sided. I don't think Caitlyn felt was I was going through. Besides the shock I experienced, I felt at home. I know home is an odd way to explain a kiss. But Caitlyn did feel like home. Have you ever been away from home for so long that you ache to get back and when you finally get there there's this feeling of peace that comes with sleeping in your own bed? When we kissed that's how it felt. Home.
And I'm not talking about our beach house out in California or our cabin in Aspen or our regular hotel room in New York.
Home. Back in New Jersey, before any of this, where all my kid memories rushed back to me. Those long summer days and warm nights topped with apple pie with a sprinkle of cinnamon and ice-cream. Those fall mornings when the air was crisp and the leafs were piled high out in the front lawn. Caitlyn felt like the snowy days when all you wanted to do is curl up by the fire after a long day of play out in the snow. She reminded me of the spring days when all the flowers began to bloom and the pollen gave Shane bad allergies.
I was beginning to see what Emma was talking about. Caitlyn did have this child like quality to her. She isn't able to turn me into a kid but she sure reminds me of all those times when life was simpler.
Yeah, there is no way Caitlyn felt everything I was feeling.
"Nate?"
I snapped out of my thoughts and saw Jason poke his head in.
"I heard."
I groaned, "What did Emma tell you?"
"She said it was delightfully sweet." Jason grinned.
"What about Caitlyn? Did she think it was awkward?" I asked.
"I'm not sure. Emma asked if Caitlyn could use my bathroom and before I could say yes, Caitlyn was in there. I thought she was sick but Emma said she was…umm." Jason tapered off, "Hey you left your cell phone in my dressing room. Some Kendra called while you were busy making out with Caitlyn."
I sat up as Jason tossed my phone to me. As much as I wanted to wallow up in self pity, a call from my movie stylist was a perfect distraction.
I waved Jason off and I rang up Kendra.
"Kendra? It's me Nate, what's up?" I quickly said the moment I heard the phone pick up.
"Nate I'm so sorry, I completely forgot you had a show. I think I called five times when I decided to check your tour dates online and I realized you where at a show and I'm so sorry about that." Kendra rambled.
I laughed, "It's fine, I'm just surprised that you called. It's been months."
"Oh gosh I know! Anyways, the studio called some time ago asking the stylist to call our stars and ask if they have a stylist for the premiere. I didn't want to bother you because I thought you probably already have your own personal stylist but Rose and Carla pushed me to call you. So, I guess I want to know if there's anyway I can make you handsome for this premiere?"
"Sure. I would love to have you back." I said. In the craze of our tour, I almost forgot I had a movie to promote on it's opening day.
I heard Kendra let out an exasperated sigh on the other end, "Oh gosh, I worked myself up for nothing. I was convincing myself that you wouldn't need me."
"I would never say no to a friend."
"Great, so do you have any idea on how you would want to be dress? A tux? Classically underdressed? Prim and proper?"
"Woah, woah, woah. Isn't the premiere months away?" I said, almost laughing at how rushed and silly Kendra was.
"Trust me Nate, those months are going to fly by like this." I heard Kendra snap her fingers.
I sighed, "Alright I trust ya."
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I really had no idea how fast those months were going to sizzle out. I guess after the countless concerts, the radio interviews, promoting the movie via YouTube, handling the beginning process of a new album, and thinking about Caitlyn and her kiss… months really do go by faster than expected. Before I knew it was spiffy in a set of relaxed formal wear while my dad drove me and my brothers to the New York premiere. I was staring back at my reflection on my cell phone as Shane and Jason were being obnoxious and loud. I was dying in my car seat. After that 'accident' I haven't gotten a call from Caitlyn. I worried that she felt really awkward after the kiss that she resorted to avoiding me. A fear settled in me. I knew I wasn't afraid to go through the interviews or see the crowd of screaming girls. I was afraid to see Caitlyn. Would she pretend like nothing ever happened? Would she ask me to forget about it and say it meant nothing to her?
I fidgeted in my seat once again. I don't know how I'll react once I see Caitlyn again. I'm just crossing my fingers that she'll let me near her. The car slowed down and Dad turned to look at me.
"Ready Nate?" He smiled from the drivers seat.
I nodded.
"Awesome. I can't wait to walk the carpet!" Shane looked out the window eagerly. "I invited Mitchie."
"Shane, you and Jason have to wait. Nate has to walk alone." Dad informed. "You and Shane will stay in here. I'm gonna drive around the block and then, you can walk the carpet."
I gulped. Great. Not only am I afraid to see Caitlyn but I have to go through this alone. Dad parked the car and ran around to open the door for me. I stepped out to a sound of screams. The flashes were blinding but I merely smiled and sighed.
"Here goes nothing."
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So they kissed! It wasn't suppose to happen but it did and Nate is feeling awfully grandly depressed. Can you blame him? So he's now moments away from seeing Caitlyn after the accident and nervous as ever.
So, I want to hear your opinion on Nate's POV on this kiss. Personally, I think it's sweet but then again, maybe I think that because I wrote it. Let me know what you think.
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