You Saved me in the Moonlight

"Is she all right?"

"Of course she is, Nick, she's just bleeding from her head."

"Shut up."

A throbbing pain shot up in my head, making me gasp and open my eyes.

A trio of concerned brown eyes stared into mine.

I must be dreaming.

"You said I was bleeding?" I asked one pair of eyes.

"That was Joe. I'm Kevin. " He volunteered.

I reached my hand up to my forehead, where I felt warmth trickling down.

I felt something wet and brought my hand back down to my eyes.

Blood.

"Oh!" I said in surprise.

They looked amused.

"So when that lady hit me...okay. I get it now." I snapped my fingers as realization hit.

One pair of eyes looked even more concerned. "Someone hit you?"

"Well, let's just say that I had a battle with a chair, and I lost. Badly, I guess." I remarked, staring at the blood again.

Then the ground jolted, and I fell off of something, and landed on my butt.

I took in my surroundings.

I just fell off of a couch, in a small living room area.

And the Jonas Brothers were looking at me, trying so hard not to laugh at my clumsiness.

"Um...where am I?"

"In the Burnin' Up Tour Bus." Kevin supplied.

I got up, walked over to Nick, and poked his chest.

"Hm. Solid." I noted.

Nick turned pink, and Kevin and Joe started laughing.

This is an odd dream.

"You know, we should porbably clean up the blood." Joe said, after he had finished laughing at my actions.

"True." I agreed.

"Bathroom's on the right." Nick provided.

I followed his directions, and began to immediately clean up my head, which was oozing blood.

Head wounds bleed a lot.

This would explain me behavior earlier.

The cut was actually only the size of my thumb, which was smaller than expected.

I walked back in the living room area, where the guys were waiting for me patiently.