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

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I don't really feel well...but I wrote this chapter for you guys...please excuse mistakes(:

I don't know if I like this chapter much...

When the brothers got home, Rosalina was doing work at the table.

"Alex, start on your homework. I'll be right back," Nat said, dropping his backpack by the door and walking out of the room.

"He's mad at me, isn't he?" Rosalina asked, as Alex sat down at the table.

"I'm not supposed to say," He said, pulling out his books. "But I can tell you that he's not happy."

She sighed. "Well…we're on a break, if you didn't know."

"Oh I knew and I think it's stupid."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, it's stupid. You guys obviously both still love and care about each other. So why are you giving up?"

She looked away. "I guess you're right."

"Of course I'm right," He said. "You may be book smart, but I'm love smart."

Rosalina laughed. "Of course you are." She looked down the hallway towards Nat and Alex's room. "Should I go talk to him?"

"As a former cupid, I say yes," Alex said smiling.

She smiled and shook her head at him and walked towards the bedroom.

…

Nat was standing in the bathroom, staring at his reflection in the mirror. He looked himself over. He lifted up his shirt and saw the beginnings of what looked like a large bruise forming.

"That looks like it hurt," A familiar voice said from behind him.

He looked up in the mirror and saw Rosalina standing in the doorframe of the bathroom. He quickly pulled down his shirt and turned to look at her. "It's…it's nothing."

She walked over to him. "It didn't look like nothing."

Nat sighed and looked down. "I don't think that right now is the right time for this."

"Nat, you're hurt. I don't care whether or not we're fighting."

"But–"

Alex's call from the kitchen interrupted him. "Nat! Can you come help me?"

"Yeah, Alex! Just a second!" Nat called back to him.

"So what about our break?" She asked.

"We'll talk about that when I get back from helping Alex, okay?"

She nodded and watched him walk out of the bathroom. She followed him out in to the bedroom, and sat on Alex's bed. She kept thinking over and over what she would say to him. She felt bad for fighting with him already. And it didn't help that he wouldn't trust her to help him. But she knew why, and she couldn't blame him.

Nat walked back into the bedroom. "Rosalina, look I feel really bad about keeping it from you, and I feel even worse about lying to you and having Cooper lie to you, but I had to do it."

"See this is where you lose me, I don't know why you would think you had to do it."

"I told you…it's stupid."

"I won't know until you tell me."

"Well…I thought that maybe if I fought Jake and didn't get hurt then maybe you'd know for sure your nightmare wouldn't come true." Before she could respond, he quickly added. "Don't worry, Cooper already told me it was ridiculous and wouldn't work, I know it's a bad plan."

"Then I guess I don't have to tell you again."

"But I wish you'd trust me."

"I just…I don't know…I…I just really don't know. I wasn't thinking, and I was just scared because I kept thinking about my nightmare and everything was happening so fast. I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry too."

"So I forgive you and you forgive me, right?"

He nodded.

"Then will you please let me help you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your bruise?"

He sighed. "It's nothing, Rosie."

"You wouldn't look at it every chance you get if it were nothing."

He only looked at her.

"Do you trust me to look at it?"

Nat nodded, walked over to Alex's bed and lied down.

She sat down next to him. "I promise I won't touch it or anything, I just want to see it."

He carefully lifted his shirt so that she could see his bruise.

"Does it hurt?" She asked, glancing at him.

"Only sometimes. If I bend over or something, yeah it does."

"Does it hurt when you're standing or just walking?"

"No."

"Okay," She said, standing up. "You should probably put ice on it before it turns into a serious bruise."

"I have to ice my stomach?" He asked, pulling his shirt back down and looking up at her.

"If that's what it takes, then yes."

"You're crazy," He said, shaking his head.

"I care," She said, leaning down to kiss his head. "So are you going to do your homework, or are you going to lay there?"

"I'll be out in a few minutes, I promise."

She walked out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen where Alex was still sitting.

"So how'd it go?" He asked as she sat down.

"I think we're okay," Rosalina said. "But if anything even more minor ever happens again, I don't know what we're going to do."

"Where's Nat?"

"In the bedroom."

"Rosalina, I don't know what love is. I'm only in seventh grade. But I do know that Nat really cares for you. And I can tell that you really care for him. Don't let Jake split you guys up just because he's…an idiot," Alex said.

Rosalina smiled at him. "Thanks Alex."

"Anytime."

~NBB~

"So what happened?"

"We're okay now, I guess," Nat told Cooper over the phone.

"You guess? You're not sure?" The band manager asked worriedly.

"I am, but…I don't know. I just feel really bad about everything."

"You should do something to make it up to her."

"Yeah, but what could I do?"

"Have you written any new songs lately?"

"A few…why?"

"Well…why don't you surprise her with one?"

Nat thought it over. Could that work again? "I think I have an idea, Coop. Thanks. I have to go; Rosalina told me that I should ice my bruise."

"You have a bruise?"

"From Jake."

"Oh…right. Good luck with that."

"Thanks…I might need it." Nat hung up the phone and walked into the living room.

"Hey," Rosalina said, noticing him walk in. "Are you going to ice your bruise?"

"A bruise? Where do you have a bruise this time?" Alex asked.

"On my stomach," Nat said, sitting next to Rosalina. He looked at her. "Do I have to?"

"You really should, or it'll get worse."

"Is it bad that I'm willing to take that chance?"

"Yes, Nat. Please, I promise you if you put ice on it, it will go away quicker."

"Okay, fine…" Nat sighed and walked out of the room.

"He doesn't seem very excited," Alex said, turning his attention away from the TV.

"He's just…Nat."

…

Nat walked into his bedroom with the ice pack, but didn't put it on his stomach. Instead, he grabbed his notebook and started writing. The bruise would go away by itself. He didn't need to worry. What he really wanted to worry about , was finishing this song for Rosalina.

A/N-Will this end well? Do you think Rosalina is worrying to much? Or is Nat caring too little? Does that make sense? lol

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