Not just a fan..

Not our place

Karlee Pov

        After we walked down to the park we sat on the swings talking about random things. Nate walked over to the FroYo shop and got us each some FroYo bringing it back to the park. I sat on the swing eating quietly. I pushed mysef back and forth looking at the ground. Nate looked over at me and pulled my swing towards his. 

        "What's wrong babygirl?" Nate asked looking at me. 

        I shook my head and kept eating not wanting to talk about anything.

        "Karlee Marie Sanchez. Tell me what's wrong" His voice was stern and serious. I rolled my eyes and looked at him. 

        "I'm worried about Karlee and Sam. Kenny really likes her and I know she loves Sam. I don't wanna see anyone get hurt.. I don't like it. "

        "I know baby but it's best we stay out of this. It's not our place to intervine. "

        "But it involves my best friend. It's causing tension between everyone. The problem is having everyone turn against Kenny except Sam because he has no idea what's going on. " 

        Nate got up and stood infront of me kneeling down. 

        "Look babygirl I know you wanna look out for your best friend and you want everyone to be happy but things happen and you have to let them. You can only be there as support. Let Nirvana tell Sammy what's going on, let her talk to Kenny and set things straight if we have to we'll keep them apart. "

        I nodded and he kissed my head. I smiled a little and finished my FroYo. 

        

        We walked back to the apartment. When we got there everyone was sitting in the living room except  Nash and Kenny who were playing foosball. Nate sat down next to Sammy and I sat down on his lap. He grabbed a controller and joined some of the guys playing Madden. I laid back against him as he wrapped his arms around me. I hid my face in his neck and closed my eyes falling asleep slowly. 

        When I woke up I was laying in a bed. I looked at clock realizing i had been asleep for 3 hours. I changed into sweats and a tank top. I ran my hand through my hair and yawned walking downstairs. The guys were still playing their stupid game. Nirvana was in the kitchen making something for dinner. I kissed nate's cheek and walked to the kitchen to see what was for dinner. The smell in the kitchen led me to one conclusion...she was making my favorite, broccoli and chicken fetuchinni alfredo. 

        "Yummy my fave!" I grabbed a fork and reached for a piece of chicken to be rejected with a smack on the hand. 

        "No" she laughed ."Wait till its all done."

        "But I want fetuchinni nowwwwww" I whined hoping to win. She shook her head and pointed to the door. I pouted and hung my head back walking out. "You're mean !" 

        "I know."