Concert Vibes || Natewantstobattle / Nathan Sharp

Chapter 4

Pulling up to Mark's house made you feel a certain way. Everyone in the back was asleep, but you woke them all up to get them into the house. At least that way, they would be able to relax a bit more. You saw three cars parked in front of Mark's house, not including your own. One was mark's, you knew for sure. You assumed the other two were Barry's and Nate's. Or Matt's, but you weren't sure who was in the house. One car seemed familiar, but you couldn't quite place why. It was a little unnerving. Maybe you just saw the car driving once? You were probably just being paranoid. Walking up to the house, you knocked on the door rather noisily. The door opens and a red headed man looked at you picking you up in a hug; very similar to how he did it before.

"Mark! Put me down" you squealed, trying to tell him between giggles. He spun you around and set you down in the house. The rest of your friends walk in rather lamely as you stood looking at them. Danny, Arin, and Suzy had sobered up a bit, and Ross looked at you with a look that you knew all too well. His words resonated in your mind. Suddenly, your stomach then felt a bit sick. Mark couldn't have had a thing for you, could he? You let it go; turning around you walk into Mark's house a bit more. Everyone else behind you was saying hi drunkenly as you walk into Mark's living room. It's just the same as you've seen it on Skype. It has been forever since you've been with him physically. You smiled, as the game system in his living room looks the same as the way it was set up the last time he saw her.

"There she is!" you hear a familiar voice say.

You turn your head to see Barry and Nate, both of them holding a beer bottle. You smiled at them, Barry pulled you into a side hug and you looked at Nate, who was smiling brightly at you. You could smell the alcohol on Barry as he pulled away from your hug.

"Everyone is staying here for the night, (Y/N), you should grab a drink!" Nate said excitedly. You thought about his offer for a moment. You didn't have work the next day, but you also didn't have your car. You could just call an Uber for the morning. That was cash you probably didn't have though. Well, tomorrow morning, Ross would have to drive you all back to the office anyhow to get to your cars. After contemplating for a moment you nodded smiling at him.

"What does Mark have?" you asked. Before Nate could even open his mouth to answer, you felt an arm warp around your shoulder.

"Mark does have many alcohol! Whiskey, Vodka, Wine, you name it I have it!"

You giggled at his speech and looked at him

"I'll just take a beer, then," you say nonchalantly. Nate looks at you with a smile. Mark also handed you a beer, freshly opened. Nate took this time to ask you about yourself.

"What's your job?" he asks first.

"Cashier at a Grocery store, but I also sell art," you reply in a rather lame tone

"You do art?" he says, his interest picking up.

"I paint, and I also animate," you say with a raised eyebrow. You hold and move the phone in your hand, half expecting him to ask you to see your art. And what does he do?

"Really? Can I see?"

You sigh, rolling your eyes jokingly and pulling your phone out to show him your art. You paint landscapes and you did a couple animations for Mark. You look at him with hopeful eyes. Showing him this he was utterly baffled.

"Those are some of the best animations of his channel! Why don't you have a YouTube channel?" Nathan questioned immediately. You sighed, having to get ready to explain why you didn't make a YouTube channel, and why you didn't want to.

"I don't have the time, with making art and working at the grocery store, I just don't have the time to make videos."

Nate looked sad, but why was he upset? Was he sad because he wouldn't be able to see more of your art? Possibly, but you weren't sure. You couldn't exactly read his mind. You took a sip of your beer, looking at him.

"So tell me, what do you do on YouTube?" you ask him. You knew he was a YouTuber, but what he did you weren't sure of.

"Oh! I sing, make music about video games and stuff, its kind of cool," he said, smiling to himself and flipping his hair. He was trying to mock being cool. It was enough to stifle a giggle out of you. That seemed to brighten him up a bit.

"You know, I still need to hear that voice of yours." Nate said, smirking mischievously at you. Your eyes widened and you shook your head, rolling your eyes in a pretty exaggerated manner.

"C'mon (Y/N)! We know you can sing!" you heard Arin yell, and the rest of them cheer. Have they been listening to us talk this entire time? God, you hoped not.

"You guys!" you said to them, blushing furiously out of embarrassment. Danny even giggled drunkenly at you. You knew the face he gave all too well.

"You did backups for 6969! You can do it (Y/N)!" Dan said, leaning his head on Arin's shoulder.

That made you groan. Danny would have never said anything to help them embarrass you. Danny knew how self-conscious you were about singing. The only reason you did backups was because of Danny begging you for hours upon hours. Drunk and a blabbermouth Dan however would tell secrets left and right, especially that one. This made Nate's eyes widen.

"You have to sing now, (Y/N)! Please?" he asked, basically begging you to sing. The rest of them cheered and chanted for you to start singing anything. Listening to them speak loudly made your head spin. It was almost like a sensory overload. You close your eyes and set your beer down. As they continued to coax you, you began belting out lyrics from Elvis Presley.

"Wise men say,"

You began singing, everyone instantly quieted. Mark turned his head, smiling in surprise. He knew that this was your favourite song.

"Only fools rush in"

You closed your eyes, feeling the lyrics, dipping your head to each lyric. Letting it move through you

"But I can't help"

These notes were low, stirring in the very reaches of your diaphragm. Resonating through your throat. The best part to come up was going to be impactful.

"Falling in love with you."

The last parts of the words fell of your lips as you continued to the next verse.

"Shall, I stay?"

These lyrics were stronger in the second verse. They reverberated through the rooms.

"Would it be a sin?"

You brought this even louder, feeling the lyrics even more.

"If I can't help."

These were low again, before the final impact.

"Falling in love with you"

This last part was vocalized loudly. You lifted your head to let the sound of your voice echo.

When you opened your eyes, you saw a spectrum of reactions. Danny, Arin, Suzy, Barry, and Ross's jaws were on the floor. They did not expect that. Nathan didn't have his jaw on the ground, but he was far more impressed than anyone else in the room. When your eyes drifted to Mark, he was just smiling proudly at you.

You then felt your face instantly flush red. After that you grabbed your been and took another drink.