Nate’s POV
I wasn’t sure what had come over me when I asked Rachel to stay, but I did it. I looked over at Rachel, who looked less and less star struck by the minute, and I was just waiting for her to realize that I’m not such a huge deal. Her voice interrupted his thoughts “I think we’ve iced it enough” she said, her cheeks reddening as mine did the same, my hand still on top of hers. “You sure?” I asked, but she had already stood up to go place the ice in the sink. However, when she stood, the bus turned and before I knew it, she was in my lap. “Well hello there” I smiled, as I looked down at the girl in my lap. “H-hi” she stammered. I smiled, I don’t know where the confidence came from all of a sudden, but it wasn’t a bad thing. “Let me get that for you” I reached for the ice that had fallen on the floor and slid her off of my lap. I dumped it in the sink and sat back down.
“So what did you think of the show?” I asked curiously. It’s one thing to get feedback from the crew and your friends and family, but fan’s are the best to get feedback from, and it’s not often that it happens. I waited anxiously to hear her response. “You guys were amazing!” she said. “So in tune and you’re great performers too” she smiled shyly. “You’re musicianship is what draws me to the band” she added, and my ears perked. Our musicianship? She’s a fan of our talent, not just us, that’s awesome. “Based on how you responded, I take it you’re a musician?” I asked her. It seemed like she was a musician of some sort, based on how she talked about the show. “Yea” she responded shyly. She was a musician! She’s hot, and a musician, what could be better. “What do you play?” I asked curiously. Her face became shyer and redder “I sing, and play a little bit of piano” she said sheepishly. That was it, I had to hear her sing, and I wasn’t taking no for an answer.
Rachel’s POV
Is he going to make me sing? I don’t think I can.. Not in front of him, he’s Nate Ruess. My question was answered in a second. “You have to sing” Nate demanded “I’ll sing with you, but I won’t take no for an answer, what’s your favorite fun. song?” he asked eagerly. There was no getting out of it at this point. I didn’t even have to think of my favorite song though “The Gambler” I said. Before I knew it, Nate had called Andrew in to play the keyboard and I had no choice to sing.
Slow down we have time left to be lazy
All the kids are bloomed from babies
Into flowers in our eyes….
We sang through the entire song, my heart beating a mile a minute.
So I’ll set the table
You can make the fire.
Nate’s POV
I really don’t know what came over me at that moment, but we were looking at each other, singing together. She had such a big smile on her face, it was really the first true smile I’d seen from her since she’d fallen. We put the r on fire and I couldn’t help myself, I put my hand behind her neck and pressed my lips to hers. Her voice was beautiful. She was an amazing vocalist, and I had to have her at that moment. Our kiss was disrupted by Andrew banging our chords on the keyboard, “Damn, get a room” he poked at us, before grabbing his keyboard and leaving the room again. I turned to look at Rachel “I-“ I couldn’t say anything “Sorry..” I trailed off, embarrassed, “I shouldn’t have done that.” I looked up down to her and saw a concerned look on her face. “Why are you sorry?” she asked. “Why shouldn’t you have done it?” she smiled, before wrapping her good hand around my neck and pulling me down towards her. “You’re an amazing singer” I managed to get out, before my emotions got the best of me and I kissed her again. I moved my hands lower to rest on the small of her back, as she let her bad hand hang on my shoulder, and her other hand explored my hair.
We felt the bus jolt to a stop, but we were too engrossed in our kiss to stop. Rather, I pulled her to the side, sat on the couch and pulled her onto my lap, where we continued to make out. Her lips were soft, smooth, and warm against mine, and the way her hands tousled through my hair drove me wild. I barely knew her, but I feel like I’d known her for years. After what had seemed like an eternity of our passionate kisses, the lights flicked off on the bus, meaning the driver had gotten impatient and shut the bus off. At the sudden darkness, we pulled our lips from each others. I leaned my forehead against hers and smiled. “Wow..” we breathed at the same time.
