thirty-one: love again at first sight.

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(Isabella's POV)

I pace impatiently throughout my dorm room, waiting for a call. The second I hear the first ring, I don't hesitate to pick up because I know exactly who it is.

"Did you do it?" I say into the phone.

"Babe, you already know I did. I'm on my way to pick you up right now. Text her you're not staying at the dorm tonight." Nate says; I feel his excitement.

I bit my lip, "I can't wait."


Nate and I have been hooking up on and off for the past 4 years. Whenever I was in New York, he was my go-to. 

We had stopped talking in early January when I moved back to New York. But when Kira introduced us again, something reconnected, almost like love again at first sight. We've been "together" ever since. We didn't want to put a title on anything until he and Kira are officially finished, which hopefully isn't for long. 

That girl is always with the why don't we boys anyway. It's always "Daniel this" or "Jonah that.", If I hear one of their names again, especially Zach Herron, I'm drilling a hole into my head. Don't get me wrong, I had my fair share of the why don't we fangirl phase, Corbyn and I hooked up for like 2 years straight. He stopped calling me one night in New York, after I asked him to come over and I haven't seen him since. I don't want my first time meeting him in a while to be with my "best friends" right there.


I don't want Kira to know because she'll piece together that Nate and I had a thing and it'll get a whole lot messier. So I blow her off, pretty often. 


I tell her I'm at the gym when I'm with Nate or studying, so I don't have to meet the boys. Her being annoying on top of the why don't we boys is so much for me to handle. I'm never in the dorm anymore because I cannot stand her. But now, she's never home since she got these new friends. I can't unfriend her because then when Nate and her break up, it'll be obvious that Nate and I had something going on. Yeah I might be not the best, but I'm not a monster.


Plus, Emerson's 5k apartment a month doesn't hurt.


I know I sound like a shitty person using her, but I know Nate is the love of my life. I can feel it. He's not happy with her the way he is with me; she doesn't do the stuff we do. He's my everything. It's like I can tell when something is wrong, even if he's a million miles away. He can read my emotions like a book and knows exactly what to do when I'm sad or I'm mad or I'm happy, y'know? I don't really care about Kira's forgiveness, I just want HIM.


 I walk outside just as his car pulls up. He rolls down the window, "Get in."

I hop into the passenger's seat, placing a kiss on his lips. "Hi Handsome." 

He reaches over, squeezing my thigh. As we drive off, his hand rests on my lap, "Nate?" I ask, looking up from my phone.

"Yes, Bella?" His eyes on the road.

"Do you love me?"

"Of course I do." He laughs. "We've talked about this. Once I can shake her off, it'll be the start of the rest of our life." He says, grabbing my hand. "You're my wife, the love of my life, whatever other cheesy stuff. I love you and only you."


My heart pangs a little. I know he lies to Kira about stuff like this. 


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