Disclaimer: I do not own JONAS.
A/N: Thanks so much to the people who reviewed the story. I was nervous about writing in a new fandom, especially since there wasn't a lot of material to work off of yet, but you were all very kind and supportive. I hope it is not too rushed.
"So tell me again why we're rushing over to comfort the girl who put you in the hospital?" Nick asked.
Kevin sighed. He might as well just tell them the truth because honestly his head hurt too much to try and make up a believable lie. It would be the 'attracting bees' thing all over again, and he'd just end up looking stupid and telling them the truth anyway. "Look, Macy and I are friends, okay, and I'm worried about her."
"Since when have you two been friends?" Joe asked with obvious confusion.
"Saturday," Kevin said simply.
Nick looked over at Joe and raised an eyebrow. "And what happened Saturday, Kevin?"
"Everyone else was gone and I tried to message Stella. But it wasn't Stella; it was Macy on Stella's computer. And we've been talking all week except she doesn't know it is me." Kevin explained.
"Who does she think it is?" Nick asked skeptically.
"I have no idea. I never told her my name, and she never asked."
Nick gave his oldest brother a penetrating look, "You're not messing with her, are you Kevin? Cause that's not cool."
"No!" Kevin said indignantly. "She's really great when you get to know her. She 's funny, and I don't know if you've noticed but she's hot."
"I hadn't noticed," Joe said with a smirk. "I'm usually too busy ducking for cover whenever she's around."
Kevin glared at his brother.
"Hey, is this the right house?" Nick asked as Joe pulled the car into a driveway, trying to distract his brothers. Kevin looked down at his phone and back up at the house in front of him.
"This is the address Stella sent us."
"So what's the plan, Romeo?" Joe joked. "Do you want us to wait for you?"
Honestly, the last thing Kevin wanted was to have this play out in front of his brothers. He loved them, but if it went wrong, he would be hearing about it for months. He sent Stella a quick text asking if she would drive him back to the hospital if he needed a ride. He was relieved when she said yes.
"Thanks, but I think I'd rather do this by myself. How about you two go run interference with Mom and Dad?" Kevin asked. He knew his parents were not going be to be thrilled that he checked himself out of the hospital to go see a girl. Honestly, he couldn't blame them. It probably wasn't his brightest move ever, but it had seemed like a good idea at the time. When his brothers didn't respond right away, Kevin added, "Stella's here. She said she would take me back to the hospital when I'm done."
Nick and Joe exchanged a worried glance before nodding. Kevin gave them a grateful smile and opened the car.
"Hey, man, good luck in there," Nick said. Even though Kevin hadn't said it out loud, both of his brothers knew there was more to this than comforting a friend; he obviously liked this girl a lot.
"Thanks," Kevin replied gratefully. "I think I might need it."
He stood in the driveway and made sure they were really gone before turning and heading towards the front door. He rang the doorbell and waited nervously for someone to answer. He heard footsteps and then the door swung open.
Macy was still in her softball uniform. Her face was splotchy and her eyes were red and puffy. Before Kevin could say or do anything, Macy let out a squeak and slammed the door. He stood on her doorstep in shock, grateful that the door hadn't hit him.
He thought that maybe once she got over the surprise of finding him in front of her house she might open the door again and let him in, but five minutes passed and he was still standing outside. So he rang the doorbell again.
"Who is it?" Kevin heard Macy's muffled voice through the door.
"It's still Kevin," he answered.
"I'm really sorry about hitting you with the ball," Macy yelled without opening the door.
'I know you are. I'm not mad." Kevin yelled back.
"Oh," Macy said sounding relieved. "Great. Go away then."
"What?" Kevin said in surprise.
"I said, go away!" Macy repeated. She opened the door a crack and peaked out at him. "Kevin, I practically killed you today. You and I need to stay as far away from each other as possible, so just leave." And she slammed the door shut.
He frowned. This wasn't going like he had hoped it would. And now his head was pounding from all the yelling. He sat down on the doorstep and put his hands in his head. He was contemplating giving up and calling Joe to come back and get him when his phone rang.
"Where are you?" Stella demanded. "Macy is back upstairs in her room crying."
"I'm sitting outside. She won't let me in because she's afraid she's going to hurt me."
Stella paused. "She does have a point. I'm not sure how many more blows to the head you can handle. You were already a little spacey to begin with."
"Hey, that's not nice." Kevin said. "I understand most of what's going on." When Stella didn't respond, he added, "Just let me in. Maybe we can sit on the couch or something. How much damage can she do with couch cushions?"
"Knowing Macy, you'll end up suffocating," Stella muttered more to herself than to Kevin. "Fine. I'll come down and let you in. I'll just tell her that otterwithatrumpet is here and wants to see her in the family room."
A few minutes later, Stella opened the door and gestured for Kevin to come inside. "Okay, she's in the family room," Stella whispered pointing to the right. "Just be nice. She's really upset."
Kevin nodded nervously and walked in the direction that Stella had indicated. As he neared the family room, he could hear Macy sniffling. As soon as he stepped into the room, she looked up.
'What are you doing here?" she asked angrily, wiping tears off her cheek. "You're not supposed to be here. Didn't I tell you to go away? And where's otterwithatrumpet?"
Kevin swallowed nervously. "See, Mace, the thing is, I'm otterwithatrumpet."
Macy just stared at him with a blank look on her face. "Of course you are," she said sounding almost defeated. And then her eyes started to well up with tears again. "What was it, some kind of joke? Were you laughing at me the whole time?"
"What! No!" Kevin exclaimed. "Why do people keep asking if this was a joke?" he muttered to himself. He was genuinely offended that anyone would think he would do something like that.
"I don't know," Macy said sounding angry again."Maybe because it is the only logical reason someone would want to get to know the person who injures them on a daily basis." She paused for a moment before adding, "Unless you're a masochist. You're not are you? Because despite how it might seem, I'm not into that."
"What?" Kevin burst out. All of a sudden it dawned on him what she was implying. "No!" He squeaked. Clearing his throat he tried again, this time lowering his voice in an attempt to sound manly. "No! Not a masochist."
"Well, then it doesn't make any sense," Macy insisted.
Kevin swayed a little and blinked his eyes to try and refocus. His head really hurt, and this conversation was not going as he had planned. "Can I sit down? I'm not feeling that well," he finally said.
Macy's eyes widened and she began to babble. "Oh, I'm so sorry. Here, sit down." She stood up and stumbled against the coffee table in her haste to free up a seat for Kevin.
"Macy, relax. Just sit back down. There's plenty of room for both of us." He glanced over at the huge sectional sofa. "And several monkeys playing the cymbals too," he added trying to lighten the mood.
She gave him a weak smile and sat back down, as far away from him as she could get. He sighed and settled onto the couch. Somehow he needed to make her understand what had happened – how much he had enjoyed talking to her. "Look," he said, "when we first started talking I didn't know it was you. And then when I figured it out, I realized how much I liked chatting with you so I kept doing it. It wasn't a joke, and I never meant to upset you."
"Why didn't you tell me who you were?" She asked quietly.
He had been hoping he would be able to avoid that question. "Honestly?" She nodded. "I really like the regular Macy. She's funny and smart and cute." Macy blushed at the compliments. "But JONAS' number one fan sort of freaks me out."
Macy looked indignant for a moment, but then her eyes focused on the large purple knot on Kevin's forehead. She let out a sigh and scooted towards him. She reached out and gently brushed her fingers against his bruise. "That's fair, I guess."
Kevin's eyes widened and his heart started racing at Macy's touch. She gave him a sad smile and pulled her hand back. He was still focusing on the feel of her fingers on his skin when he heard her groan and say, "It totally sucks that it's you."
He blinked. "Huh?"
"It's just my luck that the guy I've committed to staying away from and the guy I want to spend time with and get to know better are the same guy," Macy announced, sounding frustrated.
Kevin grinned at her. "You want to get to get to know me better?"
She rolled her eyes at him, "Of course I do. Well, not Kevin Lucas the rock star, but the guy I was messaging all week. Him I want to spend time with. But I can't because it's not safe."
He couldn't believe what she was saying. They both wanted to spend time together and get to know each other better, and here she was telling him it couldn't happen. There had to be a way.
"What if we're just really careful – remove all blunt objects. I think if you spent time with me, it'll be okay. I'll just be a regular guy, and maybe you'll be able to just be yourself around me," he pleaded.
She looked hopeful. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you again."
He looked at her warm, brown eyes and smiled. "I think you're worth the risk."
She smiled back and they both began to lean in towards each other. And banged noses.
"Ouch!" Kevin exclaimed involuntarily.
"I'm so sorry!" Macy cried, reeling back. "See, there's no way this can work."
Kevin wasn't giving up that easily. He reached for her hand and pulled her towards him. "Macy, relax." He let go of her before placing a hand on either side of her face. He looked her in the eyes and said, "Just stay still, okay?"
She nodded. He used his hands to gently tilt her head, leaned forward and kissed her. At first her entire body was rigid, but he could tell the exact moment when she stopped thinking and just kissed him back.
And kissing her was way better than a chimpanzee playing drums.