Okay, peoplez. Here's chapter 5. Thanks for the feedback but I need like 3-5 reviews. I'm sorry, but I can't update so quickly anymore. School and piano lessons are finally catching up with me.
A week later:
Alex's POV:
Today's the day. Today's the day that I will start 'dating' Mr. Nate Grey. Today's the day where I can't date anyone else because of him. Today's the day. Monday. Of course.
I rolled off of my bed and walked to my closet. I picked out my clothes and headed for the shower. Thanks to showers, I can actually relax. I don't know why, but when I feel hot water against my back I feel as if someone's messaging it. Well… yeah it basically is right? My thoughts are free, the water and its trickling noise shield me from the outside. God, I love showers. Starting today, I'm going to have to shower 5 times a day I guess. I got out of the shower and put on black skinny jeans, plain pink T-shirt and a black vest over, and finished the outfit with my trustful white converse and headed out to the kitchen for breakfast.
I saw mom cooking pancakes. I might still be able to stop this. "Heyyyy, mom!" I said, cheerfully. "Hey, sweetie. Good morning," Mom said, keeping her eyes on the pancakes. "Mmmm… mom's perfect pancakes! Did I tell you that I just love your home-made pancakes? Well, now you know!" I said, trying to get her a little bit happier. "Aww, thank you, Alex," she said as she turned around. "What do you want?" she asked, smirking. I frowned. She knows me way too well. I fakely laughed. "Oh, mom. You're so funny!" "Do you honestly think that I'm kidding? What do you want?"Mom asked, laughing at how desperate I'm getting. "Uhhh… well mom… it's what I don't want. As in, really don't want to happen." I started. Mom nodded, "Sweetie you still have to go out with Nate."
"B-but Mom-"I started. "Honey, we've talked about this! You know you have to date Nate. It's going to save both your reputations," mom said. Mom gave me a plateful of plain pancakes. I groaned and plopped my face onto the stack of pancakes. "Honey, don't play with your food," mom said, laughing. "C'mon, we're going to the set in about 10 minutes. Justin and Max are waiting for you!" Max and Justin were giving me goofy smiles, practically saying "after all the years of torture, payback!"
Nate's POV:
Today's the day! Today's the day! Wahoo! I jumped off of the bed and ran straight to the shower. I have to impress Alex and the photographers. Mostly Alex. I ran out of the shower and put on a grey shirt, a black leather jacket over, and skinny jeans. I put on my white converse and checked out my outfit at the mirror. I nodded in satisfaction. I ruffled my hair because my hair looked flat. I escaped my room and flew down the flight of steps. I looked at my brothers, all 3 of them giving me a, "Good luck with Alex!" Too bad their faces had the hint of sarcasm though. I went into the kitchen. Mom was making eggs and bacon, and dad was setting up the table. "Good morning!" I said, happily. "Good morning, Mr. President," mom said, kissing my forehead. "Good morning, Nate," Dad said, surprised at how excited I was today.
Elvis, my puppy, came up to me and tackled me to the ground. He licked me like crazy. "Good morning, Elvis!" I said, getting up. Shane walked into the kitchen, smirking. "Well someone's happy," Shane said. Jason came in. "How 'bout ecstatic?" "Alex and Nate, sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G! "Frankie exclaimed, and ran over to Elvis. "Shuddup, guys!" I said. Mom and Dad came over. "So is that what all that noise was about from last night?" Dad said laughing. "Kevin, don't be so mean! Nate's just in love!" Mom, said. Shane pulled out his video camera and showed my parents the tape with my happy dance. The whole family cracked up, except me. Elvis came up to me. Is he smiling? I smiled, "Don't worry, I'll always forgive you Elvis." He's probably the only family member I'll forgive, though.
Mom put the eggs on a plate and centered the plate in the middle of the table. "Breakfast is ready!" I looked at mom. She winked at me; she was trying to end the conversation now. I nodded at her. "Thanks, mom," I whispered. "No problem," she whispered back. The rest of the morning came out normal.
Alex's POV:
We were on our regular route toward the set, but then Mom took another turn. "Mom, where are we going?" Max asked. "We're going to the Grey's house, we're picking them up," Mom answered. I frowned "Why? It's already enough that I have to fake-date one of their sons!" "You just said the reason, Alex. "You and Nate are supposed to enter the set together; the rest of the family will enter together." Justin laughed. "Oh shuddup, Justin! If you were the one who had to date someone unwillingly, I would be giving you feedback!" Justin and Max gave me a face. Mom raised her eyebrow. "Okay, no I wouldn't, but you would've just let that pass by. It's not passing by for me!" I admitted. "Okay, we're here!" Mom said. Their house was huge! It was an average 2 story building, but the width of the house was like, twice the size of our house. I bet that in the back there was a pool.
We exited the car, and walked up the pathway to their front door. Mom knocked on the door, and of course Nate answered.
Nate's POV:
As I opened the door, I saw Alex's face. My mouth slightly opened. She looked beautiful today, but then again she always will look beautiful to me. "Nate, who is it?" Mom asked and walked up to see who was at the door. "Theresa! It's been forever!" she said, as she hugged Alex's mom. I looked away from my Mom and Theresa and back to Alex. Her arms were crossed and were looking down at her shoes. I walked up to her. "Hi," I said, shyly. She looked up. "Hey," she answered. I sighed, we're not going anywhere. "So I guess-" I started. "We're dating? Yeah," Alex said, getting angry. She doesn't look like she's happy with that idea. I frowned and looked at my shoes. In the corner of my eye, I saw her look up to me and hold my shoulder. My head shot up. "Look, I know that you may be really nice but-""You won't like me?" I asked. "Nate, I didn't ask for this to happen," she said, looking straight into my eyes.
"Maybe we can be friends?" I asked, hopefully. She sighed, "I don't know." It was obvious that she was upset. I nodded. She needed some time. After our parents caught up with each other, we got into her large car and drove off. Alex and I exchanged glances the whole time. This was going to be interesting…
Alex's POV:
He seems so nice, but it's still his fault that everything is like this. Maybe we can be friends, or more… but I barely know him. I guess this week is when we're going to get to know each other. I guess… he has a chance… well the filming is going to be very awkward I guess. He keeps looking at me! I keep looking at him. My god he looks so tough in that jacket… snap out of it, Alex! Okay, I guess we can be friends… hey, I'm still upset!
At the end of the ride, everyone was looking at the two of us. Awkward silence. "Well? Aren't you gonna like… get all lovey-dovey?" Frankie asked. I laughed, and Nate smiled at me. "Ready?" Nate asked. "Ready," I said. We linked arms and as we exited the car, I rested my head on his arm. Photographers were everywhere.
"Aww, look at the young couple!"
"Alex, Nate! Look over here!"
"It's true that Alex stole Nate!"
I stopped walking. I stole Nate away from Miley. But I didn't! But it seems like it… Nate kissed the top of my head. Everyone awed at us. "Its okay, Alex. Don't let anything stop you," Nate whispered. I closed my eyes, and surprisingly I was able to shrug it off. I usually wouldn't be able to, but with Nate… I don't know. Nate smiled, and we finally entered the set. I sighed and unlinked my arms with his. Nate looked at me, smiling. He definitely knows that we just had a moment. Remember, I'm still upset. I looked across the set and found Dean. Oh my God, Dean! I completely forgot about him! I still… love him… I walked over to Dean and hugged him. "Don't worry, Dean. It was just an act. Dean smiled, "Oh cuz I thought that-""We were over? Nah. It's only for the press." Dean hugged back. I sighed. I still love him. I looked back. Nate looked broken. I hugged Dean tighter, wishing that none of this ever happened. I think- I love Nate and Dean. Love triangle? Oh yeah.