A/N - Fresh story. ..Not much of a writer, so, please let me know with a review what you all thought of this, and if you'd like to see more. I have the second part wrote out already, actually. This is the first story I have taken the time to write in a long while, sooo! Also, if you spot grammar issues, make sure to lemme know and I'll fix it up. I've reread it/ran it through a few spellchecks, buuut you always miss something. xD Enjoy!

Nathan seemed.. more off than usual today. I can't figure out exactly what it is, but he's shaky. Like, really shaky. I'm kind of worried, if I'm honest.. His eyes are almost constantly on a clock, watching the time. Could he be in some kind of trouble?.. I hope not.

I shook my head, sighing after a moment. " I shouldn't be doing this, it's weird and.. stalker-ish. - I'm not a stalker! " That is what I told myself. ..But here I was, spying on Nathan from afar. ..Like I have been for a while now. He's interesting, and I've had my eye on him since the last Vortex Club party. It wasn't.. great, but he seemed cheerful at the time. ..For a while, at least. He seemed off towards the end of it, escorting uh.. Kate? I think her name is Kate, out. I might-have-sorta followed them out, but not far! I mean, I'm not -that- much of a stalker.. No, I'm not a stalker at all!

I shook my head a second time, huffing. I then realize that I had zoned out, and Nathan was making a move down the hall. It wasn't quite a jog, but his steps were fast, like he was in a hurry. Oh.. I should.. Yeah, I'm already following. I can beat myself up later, I'm just curious! ..Is what I tell myself. Cause I'm -not- a stalker.

I follow him down through the halls, keeping a safe distance to mix in with the crowd of students walking around. ..I am getting good at this, I thought to myself, before mentally faceplaming. That isn't a good thing, Kathlin! Fuck. Maybe I sh-.. Wait, he just went into the bathroom. The.. girls bathroom? What?

I step up to the door, eyeing it suspiciously. " I mean.. It's not like I don't have an excuse for going into the -girls- bathroom. What if I need to use it? It's only reasonable. " I state quietly to myself in reassurance, though took the moment to lean up against the door, listening. I can.. hear him talking. I can't quite make it out though, but it sounds panicked. Oh Nathan.. What have you gotten yourself into?

I lean in closer, trying to hear what exactly was being said. ..But then I stumble, I fucking stumble and the door flies open, forcing me through from the amount of weight I was putting on it. Fuck! I wasn't thinking!.. And now Nathan is staring at me, wide-eyed, shaky.. I'm frozen, staring like a deer caught in headlights. " U- Uh.. H-h-.. Hey, Nathan. Fu- funny meeting you in here, huh? " I say with a very nervous stutter. Damn it, Kathlin..

" Fuck! That blue-haired, punk.. bitch! " Nathan growled, slamming the door open to head into the bathroom. " She has nothing. She -is- nothing! I'm fucking Nathan Prescott! If I wanted to, I could blow this whole shithole to the ground! You're the boss, Nathan. Always have been, always will be! " He slammed his palms into sides of the sink, staring at himself in the mirror. " You've got this. You ca-.. " He stops, hearing the door fly open. He jumps back, expecting someone else as a red-headed girl stumbles in. " What-the-fuck? " He states without pause, glaring at the doe-eyed girl.

She looks.. frightened. Of course she is, she just interrupted a Prescott! I own her. This school. Everyone in it, even if they don't fucking know it. Admittedly, she was.. pretty, for being in such a frightened state, like she had stumbled in on some sort of crime. Her hair is dyed by the looks of it, almost wine red. It fits her pale skin well enough, even if it is on the longer side. Just past her shoulders, most likely. She has it pulled back in a pony-tail, though. Looks loose, kinda rushed. She wore a sky blue, button-up shirt. Very formal, almost like a uniform, though it was wrinkled pretty badly. The sleeves were just a little too long, ending half way down her palms. The end of the button-up was tucked into a pair of.. what looked to be black work pants, which was hugging her more than the loose shirt was.

Nathan blinked after a moment, realizing that she hadn't spoke up, and that he had been staring. Fuck. " Kinda fuckin' busy, here. What do you wa-.. " He asked hatefully, though cut himself off when he noticed her wide, bright gaze. He knew that face, those eyes.. Bright, almost orange. Like the shade of the sky moments before night. A.. brown-ish, amber color. Unique, strange. Which is exactly what he thought the last time he saw her, at the Vortex Party. Watching him. " Wait.. I fucking know you! " He shouted, stepping closer as she back pedaled against the wall. " You're that.. that fuckin' bitch that was following me the other night! Wide-eyed stalker! You even followed me out! " He advanced further, getting very close to her face. She just stared at him, frightened. Like she should be. " What? Didn't think I would fuckin' notice some red-haired shit staring at me all night? HUH?! "

I just.. stared, afraid to say anything. He has such an intense look, so full of hatred, and.. worry. The kind of look you would see when you catch someone doing a crime. Why was he scared..? " Na- Nathan! Please, I was.. I was curious! You were acting weird, an- and you helped that one Kate girl.. I just- I didn't know.. Nate, I only wan-.. " I broke into a stutter, whining in pain as I feel my back collide with the wall as I am shoved into it, and he takes a step back. My eyes go even wider, if that is possible, when he pulls a gun out. He has a gun, and he.. he is aiming it at me.

" Of course you don't fucking know! You don't know me! Nobody knows me! Nobody! " He shouts, his voice a strained mixture of anger and pain. He was so upset.. " An- AND NEVER! Fucking call me that, you stalker-bitch! " He growled, holding the gun in his shaky hand. All I could do was cower against the wall, staring at him. " Ple- please Nathan, don't shoot me. I- I just.. I was worried about you. I wanted to make sure you were alright, I swear! " I said, almost in a shout, but I couldn't manage to get my voice high enough. " Ar-.. Are you alright, Nathan..? " I ask softly, and for just a moment I can see that look in his eyes.. The hatred, the worry, the fear. It just.. shatters away like a barrier, his eyes widening, like my concern for his well-being was such a shock, such a forign thing.. But it was gone just like that, in just a second. The slightest glimpse of his feelings before the wall came back up and the anger returned.

" I don't need your fucking pity! I don't need anyone's pity! I am fucking NATHAN PRESCOTT! How dare yo-.. " He moved forward, gun still in hand, ready to pin me against the wall right as another voice echoed from behind him. " Na- Nathan! Stop! " - I heard it, it felt so.. distant though. I had tunnel vision on Nathan in his gun, but I could make her out. Short brunette hair, old camera in her hand, wide doe-eyes. She looked as scared as I probably did. And- No.. Nathan! " Don't! " I shouted, using all of my strength to push myself from the wall as Nathan turned to face the doe-eyed girl, gun pointed her way.

"WHO THE FU-.. " He started, only to have me slam into him from behind, my arms wrapping around his midsection. " Nathan, stop! " I whined, praying to the gods above that Nathan wouldn't fire. Then I hear it, the clink of metal smacking into something. I had knocked the gun out of his shaky hand from the force of my.. hug? I'm hugging him? I don't know anymore. It all happens so fast, I can feel his body weaken under my hold only to feel my entire body be thrown back with a powerful backwards shove, slamming me back into the wall. I slide down along it, sight blurred from the anxiety caused by it all. I can see him, looking back at me with a hateful glare, but I can see past that.. I can see the almost thankful look in his eyes. But it is only a glimpse, only the tiniest glimpse before the world goes back into motion. He growled. " FUCK! Another shitty fucking day! " He growled, dropping to the ground to grab his gun before either of them could make a grab for it, not like they would.

The brunette retreated back behind the stall as Nathan flashed a look her way, and I just sat there in a haze as he rushed past me, tucking his gun away as he pulled the door open and rushed out. My head fell back against the wall, my eyes still wide, my gaze hazy. What.. what just happened? What the hell did I just do? I.. fuck. I can see the other girl rushing my way, grabbing my arms and giving me a weak shake to try and get me to focus, but how could I do that? Not after that. My head is throbbing.. I think I might have busted myself against the wall, but.. I don't feel any blood. Would I feel it? My heart is pumping so quickly. Maybe I just..

And then it went black. I was out, unconscious from the rush of it all. I can hear a faint voice, shouting for me, but I can't make out the words. I just.. need to rest, for a minute.