A/N-I DO NOT OWN THE NAKED BROTHERS BAND!

Hey guys!

Sorry it's taken me so long to get out this chapter. I don't know what's gotten into me lol. I've been sort of neglecting my writing this week for some reason.

But omg, today I read one of my poems in front of my entire class and I felt like I was gonna fall over, but everyone liked it so I was okay (:

Hope you enjoy the chapter!

"Well I mean you'd have to pay some type of money to help me keep up with the bills but that'd be it."

Nat looked at Alex and Rosalina.

Alex shook his head.

He looked back at his aunt. "We're not asking to be ripped from our house. We're asking for you to give us some kind of help."

"This is my help. You can live in this apartment for almost free."

"It's not that easy, Aunt Emma. I'm sure you know that."

"Why isn't it? You either move or I can't help you."

Nat was becoming frustrated. "Aunt Emma, it's our house. It's the band's house. Our apartment was practically custom made for our family. We can't just leave it. There are too many memories there."

Emma sighed. "Alright then. I'm sorry, I can't help you."

"So you're saying it's easier to make us move from our apartment than helping us find a will to get some help?"

"Nat, I'm sorry. I can't help you. You turned down my offer, there's nothing else I can do." Emma taped the box close and started walking out of the living room.

"It's too bad you can't help us," Nat called after her. "I doubt you'd want Child Protective Services getting your name."

Emma walked back into the living room. "Why not?"

"Because," Alex spoke up, stepping forward. "When Uncle Miles died, you became our legal guardian. If you move, you have to take us with you."

"You don't want to–"

"Exactly," Nat interrupted her. "which is why we're saying if you help us, we'll leave you to move away without bothering you again."

"Boys, I'm sorry. I can't offer you any more help. All my money is tied up."

"Yeah, I bet. That's why you're moving to Las Vegas right?"

"I never…how did you know I was moving to Las Vegas? I never told anyone that."

Nat shrugged, remembering his dream. "Lucky guess."

"Well if you three excuse me, I have a lot to finish packing. You should probably get going."

"I thought you of all people would understand. I thought you were different, Aunt Emma. But you're just like Uncle Miles, a lot more like him than you think." Nat turned and led the way out of the apartment.

They walked back to the elevator and Alex pressed the button for the lobby.

Nat leaned against the wall, keeping his gaze locked straight ahead.

Rosalina looked at him. "Nat–"

"Don't say anything," He warned. "Please…just not here; not now."

She kept quiet, but took his hand instead.

The three of them walked out of the elevator, through the lobby and out to Jesse's car.

Jesse drove back to the apartment without asking questions, and only nodded when Rosalina told her a thank you before they got out.

They walked up to the apartment, went inside, and Alex kicked off his shoes and was the first to speak up.

"You okay, bro?" He asked, looking at Nat.

Nat nodded. "I'm fine."

"Nat, when are you gonna realize that we know you're lying?"

"I'm not–"

"Yes, you are," Both Rosalina and Alex interrupted him.

"Nat just talk to us, please. We want to help," Rosalina said.

"My aunt is selfish. How can you help that?"

Rosalina sighed. "It's going to turn out okay. I know it is. Maybe we can talk to Cooper and get some more gigs in. We'll figure something out."

"Good luck because I'm done trying." He turned and stormed into his room.

"I think you need to handle this one…I'll be in the Fuzzy Room playing video games," Alex said, walking away from her.

Rosalina walked into Nat's room. "Nathaniel, you're seriously beginning to worry me."

He sat up on his bed, sighed and gave her a weak smile. "I'm sorry, babe."

She walked over and sat next to him. "Why do you keep saying things like 'I'm done' and 'I quit'? It's starting to worry me and Alex."

"Because I don't know how much more I can take, Rosie. I don't know how much longer I can put myself through this."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I'm tired of feeling stressed, I'm tired of being responsible for so much, I'm tired of paying bills, keeping tabs on Alex, going to school, getting good grades, keeping up the band, writing new songs, worrying about the paparazzi, worrying about whether or not you'll stay with me, worrying about you–"

"Wait, wait, hold on. Did you just say 'worrying about whether or not I'll stay with you'? Did you really just say that?" She interrupted him.

Nat looked down. "Um…yeah…"

"Nat, I'm not leaving you. How could I leave you?"

"Because you're dating a half-depressed fourteen year old who only complains about his problems. How could you want to stay with someone like that?"

"You're not half-depressed, you're just stressed. It's close, but it's not the same. And you don't complain you're just worried. I understand, Nat. I get it. That's why I'm here for you. I care about you and you're my best friend. I could never leave you. You need me and I need you."

"Rosie, you don't have to make up anything–"

"I'm not. I'm not lying. I love you, Nat Wolff, believe it or not. I'm going to stay with you no matter what. Face it Nathaniel, you're stuck with me.

He smiled at her. "I'm glad."

"Now about those other things, I get it. So we're going to work out a plan to make you less stressed."

"How?"

~NBB~

"Okay, so this is how it's going to work," Rosalina began.

The band was sitting in the Wolff's living room. They'd all come over because Cooper and Rosalina wanted to tell them all something.

"Nat, whenever you have too much work to do, or whenever you need help with anything NBB related Cooper will automatically get the job that's stressing you out. Or at least he'll help as much as possible."

"Why does Cooper get to help him?" Alex asked.

"Because Cooper's the only one I trust with band-related jobs," Nat said.

"What about us?" Thomas asked.

"It's not that I don't trust you guys, but I think Cooper's a little more experienced with this anyway," Nat said.

"Thanks Nat," Cooper said, looking at one of his best friends.

"Plus," the older Wolff brother added. "I had nothing to do with this. It was all Rosalina and Cooper's planning."

"And we already know what it's like when Alex is in charge so…" Rosalina said, referring to the time when Nat left Alex in charge of the band while he went on vacation.

The band laughed.

"Fine…point made," Alex said.

"I think that's it for now," Rosalina said.

"Except we're going to start rehearsals again soon okay? I know its fall break but we need to keep on top of our game," Cooper said.

"We're always on top, Cooper," David said.

"Yeah man, we don't even need to practice," Thomas joked.

"I'll be the judge of that," Nat joked.

"So we need to meet at the usual place, starting Monday," Cooper informed them.

The band agreed.

"Well, I gotta go. I'm supposed babysit my brother," Thomas said, standing up from the couch.

"Your mom trusts you to babysit your brother?" Qaasim asked, looking at the cello player.

Thomas shrugged. "Sometimes."

"I have to go work on that pound of homework we got over the break," David said. He quickly added, "At least some of it."

The guys left and Rosalina turned to Nat. "And as for school, you know you can come to me any time for help, right?"

He nodded. "I know, but I don't need help in chemistry."

"Why? Since when were you good at chemistry?"

"I'm not, but I know you and I have it," He joked giving her a goofy smile.

Rosalina laughed. "That's lame, but I love you anyway."

A/N-Cheesy, but that's okay cuz I like cheesy lol.

Yay for Nat! He stood up to his aunt! And Rosalina and Cooper thought of a way to help him YAY! lol.

What did you guys think of the chapter? (:

~NatalinaFanForever~