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

Hey guys!

Hope you all had a good holiday! (: I know I did! Sorry for not posting in a while, but here's the new chapter:

Nat's POV

"Very funny," She said, looking up at me. She went to stand up but winced. "Ooh, standing up is not an option right now."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about my ankle," She snapped. "I think I sprained it."

I groaned. "I told you!"

"You didn't say watch the sidewalks!"

"Can you walk?"

"I can barely stand."

"Alright, c'mon," I said, crouching down. "Get on my back."

"You mean like a piggy back ride?"

"Yes, but let's just get one thing straight. I am not a pig."

She cautiously jumped onto my back. "Yeah, I'll be the judge of that."

I moved my hands so they supported her legs as she wrapped her arms around my neck. My back hurt slightly, but I sucked it up and started walking anyway.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"I'm taking you home."

"No!" She protested. "I wouldn't have gotten on if I knew that."

"Exactly why I didn't tell you," I said, continuing down the street. "We have to get you out of here and off your feet."

"I can't believe you…wait, how do you even know where I live?"

"I have my ways."

I walked the rest of the way in silence and when we reached Rosalina's house, I made her give me the key to unlock the door. I carefully kicked the door closed behind us and gently let her sit down on the couch. "Where's your kitchen?"

"I'm not telling you," She said, crossing her arms over on her chest.

I rolled my eyes and walked away from her.

"You're being ridiculous!" She shouted after me.

"Says the girl who won't tell me where her kitchen is!" I called back.

Rosalina sighed as I went into her freezer to get an ice pack.

I walked back in the living room and stood next to the couch. "Lie down."

She stared up at me without saying a word.

"Rosalina."

She obeyed and turned so her foot would be supported on the couch.

I gently put ice on her ankle. "Now stay that way."

"Whatever."

"Does it hurt?" I asked, glancing at her ankle then at her.

Rosalina shrugged.

"I'll be right back." I turned and walked out of the room.

Rosalina's POV

As soon as Nat was gone, I kicked the ice off of my ankle and pulled my ankle towards me. Just that action alone sent a sharp pain up my leg. I covered my mouth to keep from crying out. If Nat heard me, he would just have all the more reasons to say he was right and that I should've left him alone.

"You don't listen to anything I say do you?"

I jumped and looked up at him.

He was standing over the couch, looking down at me.

"I just wanted to see it."

"See what? See it getting swollen? Put the ice pack back on it."

"I don't need it."

"Yes, you do."

"No I don't."

"Okay," He said, taking a large step away from the couch. "Then walk towards me."

"Maybe I don't want to."

"Maybe you don't want to admit your ankle is sprained," He shot back, giving me a smile that was beginning to irritate me.

I sighed and rolled my eyes. I slowly got up from the couch, trying not to wince. I was just about to take my first step when I put pressure on my ankle and another severely sharp pain ran up my leg, causing me to cry out again. I fell back onto the couch. "Fine, you win. Are you happy now?"

"Yes, yes I am." He walked back over to me and kneeled down so he was looking at me face to face. "Are you okay now?"

I shrugged again.

"Rosalina, I'm being serious. I'm not trying to be right or wrong or anything. Are you okay?"

"It really hurts," I admitted, looking at my ankle.

"Then put the ice back on it," He said, doing it for me. "Now stay here." He turned and began walking out of the room, but stopped when he heard me.

"Wait!"

He turned to face me. "Yes?"

"I don't get it."

"What don't you get?"

"One minute you tell me to stay away from you and the next your being nice to me and taking care of my ankle. What's up with you?"

"I told you my reasons."

"Nat, please."

"We can't be friends, Rosalina. Okay? We just can't."

"Can we at least be…acquaintances?" I asked, looking at him.

He gave me a confused look.

"It's not friends, but we don't hate each other."

He rolled his eyes. "Maybe, I'll think about it."

I groaned. "Nat, c'mon please! All I want is for us to be friends!"

Nat stormed over to me, and kneeled down so that we were face to face. "Rosalina. I'm telling you right now. We cannot be friends. I have my reasons. They're good reasons. They're important reasons. So please, just leave me alone. You used to hate me anyway. Just go back to doing that. I don't even care what you do, just leave me alone!" He snapped.

We stood in silence for a few minutes, until I glared at him as I tried to hold back tears. I didn't want him to see how much his words hurt me. I stood up without thinking and bit my lip to try to bear the pain. I moved to walk away, but two things stopped me. One, my ankle would not support even limping right now, and two, Nat grabbing my arm.

"Rosalina stop," He said, holding my arm.

"Let me go," I said, pulling my arm away from him.

"No, you're in pain and you're mad at me. You're staying here."

I refused to even look at him. "I'm trying to leave you alone, Nat. So do me a favor and leave me alone." I took a step away from him, but the pain was too much for me. Tears slipped down my face, despite me trying to hold them back.

"Okay, come here." He bent down and picked me up bridal style, sat on the couch and gently pulled me onto his lap.

Nat's POV

She leaned into my chest and cried.

I felt really bad about everything, but what could I say? "I'm sorry," I whispered, rubbing her back. "I'm so sorry."

"I don't get you, ever."

I grinned slightly. "Good. Keep it that way."

"But I'm serious," She said, sitting up and looking at me. "A few minutes ago, you were yelling at me to stay away from you, and now you're comforting me?"

"Do you want to know why I don't want to be friends with you Rosalina? Do you want to know why I keep trying to distance myself from you?"

"Yes, I really want to know," She said, wiping her tears.

"I like you Rosalina. I really, really like you," I admitted. "Actually, I love you. But I don't want you to get hurt, because I care about you. So I can't be with you."

"You…you like me?"

I nodded.

"Why would I get hurt?"

"A lot of people hate me, Rosalina, which I'm sure you know. If I was to date you, someone would see it as a way to get back at me. I don't want to put you in that position and I don't want you to get hurt. So I tried to distance myself from you so that maybe I would stop…liking you."

"Wait…so you could be with all those other girls, but you can't be with me?"

"I was only with those girls because I wanted to try to stop liking you."

"So you slept with all of those girls so that you'd stop liking me?" She asked in disbelief.

"I didn't sleep with those girls," I assured her. "All of those girls just got mad when I dumped them so quickly that they spread those rumors around."

"Why didn't you try and stop them?"

"I thought it would help keep you away from me."

"You wanted me to hate you?"

"To keep you safe," I told her.

A/N-Aw how cute(:

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