Zacky's POV*

I woke up on the couch at home. It was dark and quiet, except I could hear the shower running which meant Nessa was home. Slowly I sat up. I could feel the soreness all over my body. What happened? I mean, I know what happened, but it was all so fast. Hopefully, the person who crashed into us is okay. I'm lucky they even released me from the hospital but they said I only had some blood loss and to be careful not to do too much for a few days. That's going to suck ass. We have a deadline and I have to stay in bed. Well at least the guys can't bitch at me for this one. I got up off the couch and limped my way into our bedroom. This is the second time since Jaymee was born that me and Nessa have alone time and this wasn't necessarily by choice.

A part of me wanted to just lay down and go back to bed, but who knows how long I've been sleeping. The other part of me wanted to join Nessa. She's been going through so much lately. I wish I could take away all this stress for her. I do know one thing, that girl is amazing.

"Zacky put me down!" She laughed.

I was swinging her around in my arms. I was at the point where I was dizzy as hell, but she wouldn't stop laughing so I couldn't stop.

"Come on! You're going to make me throw up!" She yelled out to me.

"Calm down Nessa. You'll be fine. Just don't throw up on me or I might have to throw you up into the air. No guarantee I'll catch you though." I teased her.

I could've kept going but I was starting to feel a bit sick to my stomach so we both fell onto the grass. I was laughing my ass off. But I could hear Nessa trying to catch her breath. I rolled over to look at her. She was gorgeous. I mean she had always been pretty to me but she's one of the guys. Besides I can't date her. It'd be weird. But I could definitely feel a connection with her. For a moment our eyes locked and I can see her blush a bit but then she turned her face away.

"Geez drooling much?" She laughed at me.

"What me? No, I was waiting to see you throw up." I laughed. Then she punched my arm.

"Zack come on we have practice dude, and I swiped some beer from the fridge." Matt yelled at me. "Vanessa, your dad's looking for you by the way."

"Thanks!" She yelled. "I got to go Zack." She turned to me and smiled.

"Don't throw up." I teased. She began laughing again as she walked away.

That was the first day I realized that I really liked her, and well now love her. and her laugh, that was te best music I've eer heard, and I know good music. I smiled to myself thinking back to that day. It was easier then. I got up off the bed and decided to go join Nessa. I walked in only to find her sitting in the tub with the water pouring down on her and her fully clothed.

"What the fuck? Nessa are you okay?" I panicked. I'm sitting here daydreaming and she
could have been seriously hurt.

"Why?" She barely whispered.

Despite my soreness I picked her up out of the bathtub and sat her down on the toilet. I grabbed whatever towels we had on the towel rack and wrapped her up. She's been crying. I held her for a moment. I dodn't care about getting wet or anything. Right now all I cared about was if she was okay.

"Why?" She repeated.

"What's the matter baby?" I asked her.

"Everything. I almost lost three people I truly love today. All because I'm stupid." She began crying hysterically.

"You're not stupid. These things happen." I told her. Wait, did she say three?

"No Zacky, they don't just happen. Jaymee was choking because I didn't keep a super close eye on her and you lost alot of blood. Maybe not a fatal amount but enough to where you had to be in the hospial for a couple hours." She said through her sobs.

"Whose the third?" I asked.

"My dad."

"What happened to your dad?" I asked surprised.

"He's the one who crashed into us. Therefore making this all completely my fault. Because I am stupid." She said wiping away her tears.

"No you're not baby. You're stressed out is all. I mean the doctor said that its common for babies to have acid reflux, so that is not your fault. We got into a car accident, those are never predicted at all. They just happen. And how were you to know your dad as in town? He could have been doing something for his fiancee. So, none of this is our fault at all babe. These things just happen. You're going to be okay. All of us are okay? Now lets get you into some dry clothes and lets go to bed because lets face it, we need the rest." I said helping her up and leading her to the bedroom.

She stood there dripping wet still and sad. I grabbed one of my big t-shirts and a pair of her underwear and then began to strip her down. As tempting as her body is to me, right now the only thing on my mind was having her get some rest. I helped her put on her clothes and then took her wet ones out to the dryer. I'm the one who just came back from the hospital and yet I'm taking care of her. I don't mind it though. My intentions are to make her my wife, so this is already something I'm prepared to deal with. I walked back into the room and she was already laying down, so i crawled into bed next her.

"Hold me?" She asked.

I wrapped my arms around her and we both fell asleep. Tomorrow we'll deal with everything. Right now I just want to be in the moment with her. It's been a really long day.

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