After driving for about an hour, you pull into the parking lot of your apartment complex. Turning off your car, you slump in the driver's seat. What a day. Though everything is completely fine and you've worked out just about every kink, there was one thing on your mind the entire car ride home.
What did Nate mean by his text?
You thought about it. What on earth would he want to do at midnight? Maybe watch a movie? It sounded like he had a bit more planned than that. Then what? Have sex? Doubt it, he hasn't even really hinted to it. Besides, you weren't really into sex. You enjoyed it, of course, but it wasn't mandatory. If you were in love, yeah, you would do it. Then the question floated around in your head.
Did you love Nate?
Well, you definitely had strong feelings for him. He was incredibly kind and sweet, and he protected you. You thought about him a lot, and he made you feel like you were some sort of unstoppable force to be reckoned with. Most of the time you were, but he just made you feel right. Maybe you did love him, you weren't sure. That was something that when the time came, you knew.
You pulled out your phone, still in your car and called Nate. The phone began ringing once you put it to your ear. It only rings once before a voice answers. It sounds like there's music playing in the background of the call. Where was he?
"(Y/N)! Hey!" He says, the music suddenly stopping. "I was working on the song. I'm telling you, this sounds amazing. I can't wait for you to hear it. Are you coming over tonight? Danny and Suzy are still here helping," He says, letting Danny and Suzy scream hellos into the phone. "Please, (Y/N)? Come over? You did say you'd spend the night!" You could just imagine his big, dopey eyes looking at you like a child begging to get ice cream. You nod as you speak, as If he could see you.
"Alright, I'll come over tonight. I'm in the parking lot; I'll be there in about ten minutes. See you soon!" you finish. Nate suddenly sounded nervous.
"Great, I can't wait to see you!" he said before abruptly hanging up the phone. What has gotten into that boy? You got out of your car and stretched, pulling the keys out of the ignition. You locked up your car and headed up to his apartment. Should you stop at your apartment first? Maybe to freshen up before you went over. Yeah, that sounded like a good idea.
You stopped at your Apartment on the way up, just to check on a rendering video, and touch up the makeup you had smeared away from your useless crying. Once you had touched up your makeup, you looked at yourself in the mirror. Your hair looked ratty. You brushed through it, getting the tangles out of it and styling it just a little. Once you were done, you locked your apartment's door and walked up the stairs to Nate's apartment. You received a couple of texts when you went to check your phone. I received one text from Nate, Danny, and Suzy.
Nate: you on your way? The record is almost finished!
You reply back to him first.
(Y/N): coming up now, be there in a minute!
Then you check the text from Danny, which was fairly similar to Nate's text. How incredibly odd.
Danny: (Y/N), you aren't coming to see me and Suz before we head out? You know we don't get to see you that much!
You texted him back.
(Y/N): I just told Nate, I'll be up in a second!
Then you check the text from Suzy, and it was strangely similar to Nate and Danny's texts. What in the world was going on?
Suzy: You're coming to Nate's to see us before we leave, right?
Then you finally text her back last, reaching the top of the stairs and walking down the Hall to Nate's apartment.
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Concert Vibes || Natewantstobattle / Nathan Sharp
FanficYou're with your friends at a concert. They tell you that they are meeting up with people to have a group at said concert. you didn't realize that one of these friends was going to be a cute, dorky guy that has a smile you can't forget.