(A/N- Second Chapter today! I'm so bored right now!)

You sat in the chair provided for you. Nate sat at a piano. Mark did as Nate instructed him to do, how to set up the lights and camera and microphones and all that. (A/N- WARNING: Don't get mad at me, I know Nate already did a cover with someone else on this, but, I love this one. I changed some of the lyrics as well to fit the people singing. Sorry :/) You and Nate had gone through the lyrics a couple times, so you knew what to do. Nate started first, playing the piano as well.

Nate:

Baby don't cry, I know,

You're trying your hardest,

And the hardest part is letting go of the nights we shared.

Ocala is calling

And you know it's haunting my

Compared to your eyes,

Nothing shines quite as bright.

And as we looked at the sky,

It's not mine, but I want it so..

You:

Let's not pretend like I'm alone tonight,

Nate:

(I know he's there and..)

You:

I'll be hanging out and making nice..

Nate:

(While across the room he stares..)

You:

I'll bet he gets the nerve

To walk the floor,

And ask me to dance.

And I'll say yes.

Nate:

And these words were never easier,

For me to say,

Or her to second guess.

But I guess

You:

That I can live without you but..

Nate:

Without you I'll be miserable at best.

You:

You're all that I hoped I'd find,

In every single way.

And everything I could give,

Is everything you couldn't take.

Nothing feels like home..

You're a thousand miles away,

And the hardest part of living is just,

Taking the breaths to stay.

I know I'm good for something,

I just,

Haven't found it yet.

But I need it..

Nate:

Let's not pretend like you're alone tonight

You:

(And I know he's there and..)

Nate:

You're  probly hanging out and making nice

You:

(Across this room he stares..)

Nate:

I'll bet he gets the nerve, to walk the floor,

And ask my girl to dance..

And she'll say yes..

You:

Because those words were never easier,

For him to say,

Or me to second guess..

But I guess..

Nate:

That I could live without you but..

You:

Without you I'll be miserable at best..

Both:

Ladada

Ladadadadada

Ladada.. Ohhhhhhhhh

You:

And this'll be the first time in a week

Nate:

I'll talk to you and I can't speak.

You:

It's been three whole days since I've had sleep

Nate:

And I dream of his lips on your cheek.

You:

It's at that point that I should leave you alone

But we both know I'm not that strong, and

Both:

I miss the lips, they made me fly..

Let's not pretend like (You're/ I'm) alone tonight

(I know he's there and..)

(You'll/ I'll) Be hanging out and making nice..

(Across the room he stares..)

I'll bet he gets the nerve,

To walk the floor,

And ask (My girl/ Me) to dance.

And (She'll/ I'll) say yes..

And these words were never easier,

For (Me/ Him) to say

Or (Her/ Me) to second guess..

But I guess..

You:

That I can live without you but,

Nate:

Without you I'll be miserable

And I can live without you but,

You:

Without you I'll be miserable

And I can live without you

Both:

Ohh,

Without you I'll be miserable at best...

(A/N- ALL RIGHTS TO THE ORIGINAL CREATERS: MAYDAY PARADE)

You let out your breath and looked at Nate. He smiled at you.

"I'm out!" Mark shouted. "Need food!" Mark left the basement you were filming in and you heard him leave the house.

Nate kept staring at you.

"No reason to be worried! Just picture it as memories!" He said, seeing your worried face.

"Memories that over 800,000 people will see.." You muttered. You stood up, your heart beating rapidly. As you walked up to the living room, you felt Nate's strong hand grasp your shoulder, keeping you in place.

"Hey." He said softly, "What's wrong?" You turned around.

"It's just.." You wanted to tell him. You wanted to tell him you loved him. You wanted to tell him that the song was the definition of what you felt. You wanted to apologize. But you couldn't. You couldn't bring up the nerve to tell him. "I don't want to talk about it." You finished.

"Y/N.." He grabbed your hand and you blushed. He ignored this and pulled you to the couch. "You can tell me anything."

"I can't, Nate." You said.

"Why not?"

"It would ruin everything.." You looked away from his piercing stare.

"What would?" His voice was soft, and so was his expression.

"I can't.." You whispered.

He pulled you close. He ran his hand through your hair. "I get it.." He whispered back. He kissed you on the forehead. "Hey.." He pulled back and reached behind the couch, pulling up a large box wrapped in red and black paper. "Happy Birthday!"

"You remembered..." You smiled. "Took ya long enough, jeez." You took the box and opened it. It was a stuffed tiger. A black tiger, with red stripes. Your. Logo. "Oh my god! They make these?!"

He shook his head. "Nope! I had it made." He said simply.

"How much was it?" You looked up.

"Doesn't matter. It's a birthday present. Now, you can sleep. I seem to be a good luck charm, so.. Bam." He did jazz hands.

"Thank you!" You hugged him. Before you could stop yourself, you kissed him on the cheek. You realized what you did and quickly stood, blushing. "S-Sorry.." You stared at your toes.

"No, no." He was blushing too. "It's fine. Words sometimes can't show how thankful you are! He heh.."

You looked at your phone. "Shit!" You cursed. "I should go. Sorry I can't hang out! Bye! Love ya!" You mentally face-palmed at what you said as you gathered your things and ran out the door. You slipped in the car and face-palmed physically.

"What the hell did I just do?"

(A/N- I know it's late for some of you, but, yeah. Count this as tomorrow's update because I have a lot stuff happening. It's locker day. Gah! Don't want to go back, but, have to! Sorry I won't update tomorrow. Love ya'll! have a nice day/ night!)