Nate's Prov

Our walk to the nearest coffee shop was silent, comfortable silent. I didn't mind at all it gave me more time to take everything in. She was right, we were like bar magnets. To be honest, I was only being a jerk earlier to cover what I really wanted to do when she spoke which was just to run at her wrap my hands around her waist and kiss her like there was no tomorrow. But then that would have blown my whole "I don't care about Caitlyn" act.

When we arrived we ordered and sat down, it was still quiet for a while, then she spoke.

"So, how have you been?" She asked quietly.

"I've been…a bit of a jerk." I confessed.

"I noticed." She giggled. I forgot how cute she was when she giggled. "But you do know there will be none of that when you're working for me?" She joked.

"I actually think that jerk might have left." I smiled at her.

"It's not going to be weird us working together right?" She asked quietly staring into her mug.

"No." I said reaching across the table and reassuringly rubbing her hand. I suddenly realised how much I missed touching her.

Caitlyn's Prov

I felt a surge of electricity flowed up my arm at his touch.

"Wow." I breathed.

"What?" Nate smiled cocking his head to the side slightly.

"Nothing." I lied quickly.

Caitlyn you're playing with fire here, my conscience warned making me move my hand away from his quickly.

"So, you took that record deal with Dave?" I said changing the subject quickly.

"Yeah, I didn't want to, but Shane and Jason worked hard for it and I didn't want to ruin that for them."

"Why didn't you want to sign with him?" I asked confusedly.

"Because you were right, about the whole Danielle thing." He said looking at his coffee cup now.

I rolled my eyes at that name, "And how is our dearest Danielle?"

"I've no idea." He shrugged "I told her never to speak to me before I left camp that year and she didn't."

I looked away the memories of what happened between Nate and I still hurt.

"Which leads me onto the next thing I wanted to do, apologise for what happened back then." He said quietly. "I'm so sorry, Caitlyn."

I felt my heart melt at his tone he was being so honest and I could tell he felt guilty still.

"It's fine." I smiled reassuringly rubbing his hand.

"Ow." He winced. "What's that?" He asked placing the palm of my hand upwards.

Oh flip.

His face went from shocked to hurt in a matter of seconds before he looked at me inquisitively.

Nate's Prov

My heart shattered into a million pieces when I saw the diamond and the finger it was on. Of course, I still loved her but I never took into consideration there would be someone else. I'm a bigger idiot than I thought.

"Nate..." She started.

"It's fine Caitlyn." I interrupted before pretending to look at my watch. "Wow, look at the time I should be leaving." I said getting up from my seat.

"Nate, please don't leave." She asked. "Let me explain."

"Caitlyn, I'm not stupid I know how these things go."

"Please stay." Her eyes were glistening with tears but I couldn't stay not when I felt hopeless and vulnerable.

"I can't." I said simply before I took off.

Caitlyn's Prov

I sunk into my seat and threw my head back against the wall. I couldn't have taking the stupid thing off, gawd I'm an idiot.

I pulled out my phone and dialled Ella's number, "Hi Ells. He knows."

Nate's Prov

I walked the whole way home not really taking anything around me in, she was getting married? I couldn't believe it, and then my dream came back to me. Was my subconscious trying to warn me? Like it matters now. There was a sudden pain in my chest; it physically hurt to imagine Caitlyn with anyone besides me.

Before I knew it I was in the elevator going up to my apartment. When the doors opened Shane, Jason and Ella were all in the living room.

"Hi, Nate." Shane spoke sympathetically.

This is what I didn't want, more sympathy I think I felt sorry enough for myself. So I did what I always did, started being a jerk.

"Where's the interior designer?" I frowned pretending to look around the room.

All three looked slightly confused.

"Shane, the interior designer I asked you to get last night?" I spoke slowly as if I was talking to a 5 year old.

"Dude, do you really want to talk about furniture and carpets right now?" Shane raised an eyebrow.

"What else would I want to talk about?" I said, playing dumb.

"The fact Caitlyn's engaged?" Jason said obviously.

"Why does that concern me?"

"I dunno, just that it was supposed to be you guys." Shane said.

"Supposed being the key word there we haven't been together for years. Anyway should I really be getting relationship advice off someone whose girlfriend is away on tour with a bunch of other guys?" It was low, yes, but it would get the spotlight of Caitlyn and me.

"Take it back dude." Shane said getting up from his seat.

"Why does the truth hurt, Shane? Mitchie hasn't even asked you to visit her since she started the tour."

O.k., very low now Shane and Mitchie's relationship had been very delicate, for a while, and Shane did nothing but worry she was going to break up with him.

"I should rearrange your face." Shane snarled making his way across the room.

"Guys, guys." Jason said moving between us.

I shot them both a glare, "I'll be in my room." I said walking away from them.