(A/N- ALRIGHT! I didn't say I would update this night. _For me its night_ So HERE YA'LL GO)

Your eyes fluttered open. You looked around. The I.V. (I don't know if that's correct :P) A heart monitor. Very stiff bed. Hospital. You thought. You lifted your head and flinched slightly. There was a doctor on the other side of the room, and he was writing on a clip board. He had deep brown hair and brown eyes. He looked at you.

"Oh my! Your awake!" He said. He sounded like he wasn't from America. An almost Australian accent.

"No dip, Sherlock." You said. He chuckled.

"Nice one."

You smiled. He walked out the door. He came back in with another doctor and they chatted quietly. The man you had just spoken to frowned, but nodded.

"What's wrong?" You asked.

"You won't be able to see your friends until you get out." He said.

"But, why?"

"I don't know that, but, it's rule."

The second doctor left. "How long was I out?" You laid back as you asked.

"Two weeks."

"What!?" You sat up, ignoring the pain in your spine.

"Lay back, Ma'am, please! But yes, yes, you were." He managed to get you to lay don slowly. "We were worried. And we had to force your boyfriend, Nate, to leave every night."

You blushed. "He's.. not my.. boyfriend.." You said shyly.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" His face paled. "So, so, sorry!"

"Don't worry, it's fine Mr....?"

"Thompson, Ma'am."

"Alright. How long will I be in here?"

"Maybe a week. At most two."

You decided to go to sleep, then.

ONE AND A HALF WEEKS LATER

Mr.Thompson came in, looking happy. You had become pretty good friends and you now called him Jason, which is his first name.

"Who died and made you king of the world?" You joked. He chuckled.

"You're free to go!" He smiled while helping you get out. He handed your clothes. A/C T-shirt. Dark ripped jeans. And your A/C jacket from your sister. He left the room and you changed. Finally slipping on your blue converse and stepping out.

"Is there a car?" You asked Jason as you closed the door.

"Your brother's waiting." He replied and went off to a different room. 

You ran down the stairs and out the door. You saw Mark by his car and you instantly tackled him into a bear hug, all while shouting, "I AM BACK! FEAR ME!"

"Y/N!" He shouted. "So good to see you sis!"

"You too! How sucky have things been without me?" You joked, but mark replied with total seriousness.

"It's been rough. But, it hasn't been as bad as Nate.." He trailed off.

"Why, what's wrong?"

"He hasn't left the house. Barely eats or sleeps. His videos are boring as hell.. He's been so sad."

"Does he know I'm out today?" You wiggled your eyebrows.

"Nope! I wanted to surprise him!"

"Good. Then we shall." You laughed evily.

You hopped in the car and Mark drove you to Nate's house, where he was staying. Midna was in a corner of a room and instantly ran to your as you walked in, mewing her not-so-little-anymore butt off.  

"Sh, Midna." And she shut up. You took off your shoes and slowly crept up to Nate's room and checked the door. It was locked.

Nate must have heard the knob because he shouted, "Go away, Mark!"

You chuckled silently. You took a bobby pin out of your pocket and picked the lock. Mark couldn't do that, and Nate knew that.

"Now! Open this door mister or I swear I will come in there, because I picked the lock, and kill you 'till you die!" You shouted.

You heard fast footsteps and a messed up Nate opened the door. His hair was ruffled, his clothes wrinkled, but, he did smell good so at least he took a shower.

"What's up bed he-" You felt his strong arms wrap around you and hold you close, cutting you off. You hugged back and stayed there. You never wanted this moment to end. Ever.

You stayed there, silent, for at least ten minutes. Nate broke the silence by saying, "I missed you so much, Y/N." He, sadly, pulled away. You felt cold without his arms around you and you shivered slightly.

"I missed you too, bed-head!" He chuckled and you joined in.

He laid his hands on your waist, and you held back a gasp because it was so quick. He stared straight into your eyes, and you stared straight back at him.

"You.. you look like shit, Nate." You joked, but he stayed silent. He only smiled.

NATE'S POINT OF VIEW

All I wanted to do was kiss her. To pull her close and press my lips to hers. But I couldn't. I couldn't. She would hate me.

"You.. you look like shit, Nate." She joked. I just stayed there. To stop myself from leaning in, I smiled. Her cheeks pinked and I had a hard time keeping my head where it was.

BACK TO NORMAL

You smiled back and finally, and sadly, looked down, a light blush on your cheeks.

"Alright, mister!" You pointed your finger sassily at him. "You change and brush your hair! Then come downstairs or I swear-"

"I know, mom" He snapped. You both chuckled.

"Well, on with it, then!" You waved him off and walked down the hallway, swinging your hips so sassily. You heard him laugh and you turned quickly, glaring. He threw his hands up in defense and turned, walking into his room. You ran downstairs and hopped on the couch.

"Took you long enough." You jumped and turned, seeing Mark. "What the hell happened?"

"Long talk." You lied.

"M' kay." He sat next to you. "Heard you shouting. 'Mister'? Seriously?"

You punched his arm. "Shut up!" You snapped. You flicked your ears as you heard footsteps. Nate came down, wearing his glasses. He wore a green hoodie and blue jeans. His hair was good and he smiled at you. "Better!" You smirked at him.

He chuckled. "Good." He walked over and sat next to you. "It's great to have you back here, Y/N."

You smiled and responded. "It's great to be back." 

(A/N- I had so much fun writing this! I know its late for my fellow Americans, but, SCREW IT! HAVE A NICE DAY/NIGHT!)