Concert Vibes || Natewantstobattle / Nathan Sharp

Chapter 19

Your body froze the longer the call went on. You couldn't believe him. You couldn't FUCKING believe Dan would tell him all of that. Why would he do such a thing? That isn't his position to do so. Nate had put his arm around you, realizing that the longer the call went on, the more uncomfortable and upset you got.

"Would you like to know a bit more information you didn't know about, Mark?" Dan asks. It bothered you he told him all of those things in the first place; that you and Nate had already started seeing each other.

"What," Mark said steely. He was angry. you didn't know why, or who at. Was he mad at you for not telling him sooner? Was he mad at Nate for not listening to him? Was he mad at Danny for calling him out and confronting him?

"They've heard every fucking word of this conversation." Dan replies, hanging up the phone and shoving it in his pocket. The entire conversation had made you upset; not only at Mark, but at Dan too. Why would he treat him like that? It infuriated you.

"(Y/N), are you okay? I'm—" Dan starts. But you cut him off by abruptly leaving the room Nate designated for recording and promptly walked out. You were in the kitchen, walking towards the open living room when Dan, Suzy, and Nate ran after you, worried expressions on their faces. Dan grabs your shoulder but you brush him off. "(Y/N)! Please, I'm—" Dan starts again, but you cut him off.

"You were right, Dan. You were fucking right," you start, creating confused looks on their faces. Tears welled up in your eyes and you tried your best to blink them away.

"You were right about everything you said to him. About how he's making me make choices out of fear, how he's controlling me, how he's really fucking clueless. You were right." You continued. That made Dan's face relax a bit. He began to speak but you put your finger up, which made him tense back up.

"But, what you said about me and Nate to him? Should have come from my mouth; my fucking mouth, Dan. No matter how much bullshit he's put me through these past couple of months, he still my best friend. It should. Have Came. From. Me," you finish, turning back around and walking quickly to the door. Nate runs and blocks the door from you, frowning down at you, his eyes pleading almost.

"Where are you going?" he asks gingerly. You push him out of the way, opening the door that was just behind him, you turn back and look at the three. Danny can't look at you. Suzy looks at you with confused eyes, frowning ever so slightly. And your eyes land on Nate. You don't know why he's getting so incredibly flustered, but his eyes are welling up with tears. You shake your head, and sigh. Don't cry, you plead to him in your mind, don't cry. There's no need to.

"I'm going to Mark's house," you finish, closing the door rather loudly behind you.

As you begin to walk down the hallway, you hear feet patter up behind you. Beside you now was Suzy. She was a kind soul.

"Do you want me to come with you?" she asked gently. You quickly shook your head in response.

"No, this something I have to do on my own," you state quietly.

"Dan said he was sorry. He hadn't realized it was bothering you. You know Dan wouldn't have done it if he had realized—" But you cut her off, just not with as sharp of a tone as you gave the other two.

"I know he's sorry, I just wish he would've realized it. But what's done is done and I have to talk to Mark now to get all of this straightened out."

Once you both get to the stairs, which you take, and prefer, over the elevator, you hug her tightly and look at her. Her gorgeous eyes look back into yours and you sigh.