Over Our Heads ~completed~

9.

~Cassidy~

Nash kicked me from under, sending us both to the ground.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I groan.

"I was really feeling the music." Nash laughed, rolling onto his knees. He then stood up, and outstretched his hand.

I grabbed his hand. "Well thanks for ruining my vibe."

"You didn't have any vibe to begin with, where as I was bringing sexy back."

"Ass, you're the reason it left in the first place." I stood up.

"At least I was doing better than you." He chuckled.

"You did better than me? You looked liked a cow having a sezuire." I began to walk to the couch, officially done with dancing. My foot gave way from benath me, making me tumble to the floor once again. That's when I felt the burning sensation in my ankle. I grabbed my ankle.

"Whats wrong? Are you okay?" Matt ran up to me and bent down.

"I'm fine. I'm fine. My foots probaby asleep or something." I reassure. I attempted to stand up, but I ended up falling down again.

"You're not okay. You probably have a sprained ankle." Shawn stated, also kneeling on the other side of me.

"This is what I get for dancing. Look okay, I'll be fine. It's a sprained ankle. So what? It's not like it's broken. But can I have some help getting to the couch?" They nodded and grabbed both my arms, I sat down on the couch, and placed my foot on the coffee table.

"You think we should take her to see a doctor?" Rylee piped up.

"You guys are making a huge deal out of this. For the thousandth time I'll be okay. I don't need any babysitters, and I don't need anyone to mom me. I'm...fine." I say.

"This is your fault!!" Matt shouted all of a sudden at Nash.

"MATTHEW! Chill. It's no one's fault. It'll probably go away in about an hour. I promise you I'm okay." Matthew sighed but went over to me and sat down.

"He's right. It is my fault. I'm the one who tripped you. I'm sorry." Nash apologized to me for the first time since forever.

"It's okay Nash. Part of it is my fault too. But if you we're a better dancer than none of this would've happened." I joked.

"Hey, hey who's the one with the sprained ankle here?" Nash questioned, smiling.

"Who's the one that made me have a sprained ankle?"

"And for once I thought you two we're having a nice conversation we're you two weren't trying to bit each others head off, I mean-"

"Sh, sh." I cut off Shawn. "I swear to god I heard someone whisper in the kitchen."

"Cassidy if this is a sick joke-"

"Why would I joke about this Ry? You know how I feel about ghosts." I say to Rylee. "Shawn..." He bent down beneath me, so I could hop on his back.

We all walked slowly to the kitchen. Something fell off the counter making us all scream and run. Shawn, Rylee, Cameron and I ran in a direction, while the rest of the boys went god knows where. "My bedroom!" I scream. Shawn ran into my bedroom and Cameron closed the door behind us. "What the hell was that?!" I shriek. Rylee turned on the lights and we sat in a circle, in the middle of my floor.

"It sounded like something falling onto the floor." Cameron stated.

I fakely gasped. "No."

Cameron glared at me. "Where did the other guys go?" He asked, changing the subject.

"I don't know. I think I saw Matt and Nash run into the backyard though."

"We'll now that we're all in here and no one wants to leave...Cassidy, what's going on between you and Shawn?" Rylee smirked.

"Shawn and I? Is there anything going on between us?" I asked him.

He shook his head. "Not that I'm aware of."

"But the pool-"

"The pool nothing, I was being stupid. I shouldn't have even done that. We're friends. Best friends and that's all we'll ever be." Shawn said seriously. Something inside me shrunk a bit. I didn't want to be more than friends with Shawn...did I?

"Yeah, best friends." I whisper. I cleared my throat and continued with my normal happy voice. "Anyways...Thats not the real question here. The real question is what's the deal between you two hm?" I flicked my finger between Cam and Rylee who both looked beat red.

"What are you talking about I-"

"Oh save it.." I cut of Cameron. "Don't think I didn't see when you touched her thigh...You should know me by now, I see and hear everything."

"Shawn can I talk to you for a second?" Rylee quickly stood up and dragged Shawn into my huge walk in closet.

I was left alone with Cameron. "I'll make this easy for you. You tell me what's going on with you and my best friend and no one gets hurt. Or it could be the other way around." I interrogate.

He sighed and looked at the door but back at me. "Okay fine. I like her. And I think she likes me too. I hate it when Jack is always around her. I know he likes her. And I know he'll try to take her from me. I will make her my girlfriend, if thats the last thing I do."

"Woah, slow your roll there Romeo. Are you really going to let a girl get between you and your best friend? What happened too bros before girls?"