My Best Friend, The Sex God

03

It's Monday morning. That means I have to go to school today, which sucks.

Let's just say that I'm not a big fan of the whole high school, making memories, drama and popularity scenario. Mainly because I'm a big 'no' in the whole popular thing. Nate, on the other hand, is like a god in our campus. It's weird because he's kind of a nerd, and you'd think the girls wouldn't like that about a guy. But I guess, when brains and beauty battle, beauty would win all the time.

And Nate was one beautiful boy.

One late, beautiful boy.

It's like he doesn't even own a clock or something. He always comes to pick me up late, which explains why I have a big tardy mark on my attendance record. And on fricking senior year, too.

The past three years, me and Nate went to a different school; one that was near our neighborhood. My dad used to take me to school then, that's why I was never tardy. But then his and my parents decide to send us to a school that is 8 hours away from home for our final year of high school. Mom said it's to prepare us for college or something like that. Nate immediately liked the idea - probably because it meant no curfews, no parental guidance and parties every day - while I thought it was stupid. And that's the main reason why Nate drives me everyday to school now.

I decided to wait for him outside to spare me at least some few minutes before the school bell rings. I never get to hear that anymore, though, because we always arrive after it does.

After five more minutes of waiting, the so-called god finally arrived. "What took you so long this time?" I rolled my eyes as I enter his car.

"It takes time to look this good, babe." he said smoothly, winking at my direction.

"I told you to stop calling me that," I hissed, crossing my arms. "It's annoying."

"Sure.." he replied, his famous smirk plastered on his face again. "Babe."

I groaned and turned to face the window. I swear once senior year is over, I'm going to work hard and buy myself a car so I'll never have to drive with egoistic jerks ever again.


*****


Mrs. Gonzalez made me wipe the board again today for being constantly late. This happens on a daily basis so I really don't mind anymore. But it drives Nate crazy because he always wants to go home early. He watches this show on TV that starts right after class and it only lasts for 30 minutes so he doesn't want to miss more than 5 minutes of it.

So for payback, I wipe the board as slow as possible.

"Can you be any slower?" he groaned. He was sitting on one of the chairs in the room, right behind me, his foot tapping in annoyance.

"I'd be faster if you'd arrive early every morning," I replied.

"I told you," I could hear him stand up from the chair. What is he planning? "Looking good takes time and... BOO!"

Scream, scream, scream. Drop eraser. "Nate! What in the world? Go back to your fucking seat."

"Ooh, big bad words from ms. goody two shoes," he teased. "That's new."

I ignored his comment and bent down to pick up the eraser. He makes life so much more complicated.

"Cute bears."

"What? What are you tal-" Oh my god. I didn't wear a fucking belt today. And I was wearing my fucking loose pants. And my underwear... has fucking... bears... "You pervert!" And the eraser went flying across the room, hitting him right in the eye.

"Oh shit, Nate. I didn't mean to."

He took a few steps closer to me and smiled. "What is with you and bad words today?"

"I just hit your eye and that's the thing you're worried about?"

"I- I just don't want you to be a non-goody two shoes, alright?" Pause. Silence. "I like you just the way you are."

I felt my cheeks go red. I hate it when they go red. What game is he playing at?

"Shut up," I murmured. "Can you take me home now, please?"

He chuckled and then here comes that smirk again. "Alright, milady."

"Milady, that's cute. Where'd you get that?"

"Barbie."

"I'm serious, Nate." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm serious, too. Remember when you watched that Rapundel thing? The girl called the old woman milady. And you said I don't learn by watching."

"It's Rapunzel," I corrected. "And I was reffering to those stupid wrestling shows that you watch. I mean, all they do is press their bodies together while their sweats mix. It's disgusting." 

"It's fun to watch," he shrugged. "Well, funny."

"Whatever," I rolled my eyes at him again, which made him chuckle. And then we both started laughing again and I buried my head in his shoulder. 

I loved these moments with Nate. Us laughing our buts off for no reason at all and it would be just like when we were little.

"Hey, random thought," he said, breaking our laughter. His hand was around my shoulder now, mine was wrapped around his back and we were walking together to the parking lot. 

"What is it?" I asked. raising my eyebrow at him.

"How come you're always so shy to show me your body?" he said it so simply, like it didn't even sound the slightest bit perverted for him.

"What?" I pushed him away, laughing a bit. "Why would you suddenly think about that?"

"I told you," he rolled his eyes, annoyed that I wouldn't answer his question. "It's just a random thought."

I thought about it for a while then my eyes widened at my actions. Why was I even thinking about it? That perverted jerk doesn't deserve an answer to a question like that! "Now you have me debating against myself. Why did you ask that?!"

"Calm down, I was just asking," he laughed at my behavior, patting my head to mock me because he probably thought I was acting childish again. "I mean, we've like.. taken baths together when we were little or something.. and you still..."

"Nate!" my eyes widened again and I smacked him at the back of his head. "I told you to never bring that up again! It's awkward.." I murmured and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder again, still laughing.

"You're so adorable, Alli," he said, talking to me like I was some sort of puppy and tickling my sides.

When we finally reached the car, I was so grossed out by our earlier conversation that I didn't even realize the blonde bimbo that ran up to Nate and clung onto him like her life depended on it. I scoffed at her actions and she gave me a quick glare before turning to Nate and flashing him a slutty smile.

I entered the car with no intention of listening to them flirt whatsoever and grabbed my iPod and plugged in my earphones, putting each one in each ear and pressing play.

I walked across an empty land

I knew the pathway like the back of my hand

Nate and I love this song. 

I felt the earth beneath my feat

Sat by the river and it made me complete

I heard the engine start and I felt one of the earphones being pulled off my ear. I glanced to my left and smiled at Nate as he started driving.

Oh simple thing..

"Where have you gone?" he sang, winking at me. "I'm getting old and I need something to rely on."

"So tell me when you're gonna let me in.." I sang quietly, rolling my eyes at the loudness of his voice.

"I'm getting tired and I need somewhere to begin," he finished the first verse and nodded towards me to signal the start of our very amazing duet. We sang the next few lines together with him still driving and me looking out the window, grinning like an idiot.

"And if you have a minute why don't we go?" he sang.

"Talk about it somewhere only we know!" we shouted together, and then laughed throughout the rest of the song and ride home. Except, we weren't driving home.

I paused my iPod. "Wait, where are we going?"

"Somewhere only we know," he smiled at me. His genuine smile. The smile I grew up with and came to love. As a brother, that is.

"Great, that cleared up a lot, thanks," I replied sarcastically. 

Soon enough, we came to a stop. We both exited the car and as soon as the smell of peppermint grass hit my nostrils, I knew exactly where we were.

"Are we-"

"Yes," Nate answered my question before I could even finish it.

"We haven't been here in-"

"Eight years," Again, he cut me off. I rolled my eyes.

"I miss this place," I sighed, sitting down on the grass and inhaling all of it's peppermintness. If that's even a word.

"The place only we know," he added, sitting down next to me. "And love."

"And love," I repeated, smiling and closing my eyes.

A pair of lips soon met mine, and I pushed them away, whoever owned those lips, I pushed them away. Instinct, I mused.

"What?" Nate asked.

"Why do you keep kissing me?" I asked quietly, burying my face in my knees.

"I don't know," he rested his head on my shoulder. "Could you tell me, Alli?"

"I can't tell you shit," I mumbled. "I don't know what's going on in that head of yours anymore."

"Again with the bad words," he reprimanded.

"Sorry," I apologized. "But could you stop, please? You're like my brother. It's disgusting because.."

"Because I'm like your brother?" he chuckled. "Incest," then he laughed real hard and I punched him in the shoulder.

"Because you're so good at it, idiot," I said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Experience," he shrugged.

"Stop it with the one word answers," I said, laying down on the grass. He followed my actions.

"I keep getting drawn to you, Alli," he whispered, playing with strands of my hair.

"Because you know me so well," I flipped over so we could face each other. "Come on, Nate. I'm not your girl."

He sighed. "You're probably right."

"But there's something you're not telling me," I frowned, noticing his hesitation.

"Y-yeah, about that," he stuttered. "I think I like someone."

"Is that someone the girl you bought jewerly for yesterday?" I raised my eyebrow at him.

He nodded and that was the only confirmation needed to know that Nate's really crazy about this girl. But what was he doing kissing me while he was crushing on some other girl?

"I do that because I want to forget about the other girl," he whispered. Did I say that out loud? Oops. "You're the only girl in my life.. besides mom. And I think because we've been together for so long,  I look for your presence during everything. Like, even when I'm moving on from someone, you have to be there. You know?"

"I seriously did not get any of that, Nate," I laughed a bit, but seeing how serious he was, I stopped.

"I think I'm too attached to you, Allison," he said, closing his eyes. "Everything I think of doing, I imagine doing with you. It's weird, isn't it?"

"What kind of things are you thinking of doing with me?" I questioned him.

"Lots of stuff," he answered quickly. "Like even.. sex."

My mouth dropped that very moment and I hit him in his chest. "You pervert!"

Eventually, we both ended up laughing after everything and after his confession, which was all we needed to go back to normal. But after today, I doubt I'm ever going to be able to avoid not thinking about all of that.

We headed home after that and at around 9pm - which was pretty early for us - he went back to his apartment.

Let the day end.


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I understand if that whole confession thing with Nate did not make any sense to you guys at the moment but I swear you'll understand soon enough. There will be an event in their lives which will explain every single thing he just said. And I swear, after that, you'll understand how this confession thing fits into the story and it will actually give away the true meaning of the title.

So keep your heads up :)
I love you all for waiting. I'm really busy because of my summer job but I'm trying real hard to keep up with this story. Sorry though if this chapter is short.

xo, bubbiruthless