Honey, I Dare You!

XIV.

A/N: Nathan ^^^

(p.s. I'm working on a Nathan Maloley fanfic!!! So tell everyone who loves them Omaha/Nebraska Boys!!)

*.*.*.*Olivia's POV*.*.*

"I can't thank you guys enough for letting me and my sister stay here for a while." Brett says. "Yeah, I'm kind of disappointed that this is our last day here." Sarah giggles. What a fake. 

"I'm actually going to stop by our house to get everything in place. I should probably get going now because if I don't I'll never do it." Brett says and my mom laughs with an agreeing nod.

I walk Brett out to his car. "Are you sure you don't want me to go with you?" I ask holding a death grip on his arm.

"Babe, would you quit worrying? He's gone and I'm fine. I'll be back in an hour. Tops." Brett says. It takes a minute but I release his arm. "Okay." I whisper. He pecks me on my lips before getting in his vehicle and driving off. 

As I am at the threshold of the front door I hear another vehicle pull up and watch as a familiar face steps out along with another older man. I notice the older man is holding a prosthetic leg, assuming its his own when I realize he only has one leg, and a cane in his other hand. I'm sure he's still not used to using one just yet. "What's up, Olivia?" The familiar guy greets. Dammit what was his name..."Hi, Nichol-" "Nathan..." "-Yeah, I was getting there, I was uh asking for a nickle. Nickle, Nathan?" I try to laugh it off but I just make it more awkward so I turn to the older guy, "So are you here for my dad?"

"Leati?" He looks straight pass me. Rude.

"Yes, in the flesh. Come inside, John." My dad waves 'John' inside to join him. "Olivia, do you mind keeping Nathan company?"

"Sure thing, dad." I smile to him. Once my dad and John are gone into the gym I take a seat on the sofa patting the spot next to me for Nathan.

"Hello, again." Nathan says before taking a seat.

"Hi. Uh- Why are you fidgeting so much?" I ask.

"Right. You noticed. I need to ask you to do me a huge favor." he smiles as if he wants me to commit a crime for him. (A/N: If you're in love with Nathan Maloley you are probably melting right now at the thought of that dimpled smile of his.)

"Oh God. If you're sick and you want me to keep it from your dad, I'm not going to! I'm telling him, right now." I spring up but he quickly grabs my wrist bringing me back down to the couch. 

"No, it's not that! I'm extremely healthy." he laughs.

"Okay...then what do you need me to do?"I ask and he blushes.

"So I have bit of anxiety when I talk to pretty girls, hence me shaking talking to you," he winks and I slightly blush. "and I want to be able to talk to this girl I like without looking like a complete dumb ass. I really like her and I want to ask her out and-"

"-And you need someone to practice with?" I ask and he nods.

*.*.*.*Sarah's POV*.*.*.*

I lie here, on my belly, in this comfortable bed thinking about what all has happened. I get so infuriated with the situation involving my brother being shot, because it was all that bitch's, Olivia's, fault. "Breathe Sarah, breathe." I need to go outside for some fresh air. I grab my phone and slip on some sandals. At the bottom of the stair case I hear Olivia talking to some guy that sure as hell isn't my brother. I take my phone from my pocket and video record what's happening.