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a/n: due to getting so many reads on the last chapter, this is an early and small update for y'all...

A few days later, I gave Nate a call. He was ecstatic to be going out to the movies with me. He seemed kind of bland, but he was better for me in place of my usual disaster of a guy. I put on a casual dress with my converse and waited outside for Nate to pick me up. I was excited to meet his dog after the movie. Mary had French braided my hair. I felt great. Sort of. 

Nate showed up in a really fancy car. He was wearing a tee shirt and basketball shorts with really expensive looking sneakers. Then, I felt bad. 

“Wow, you look...like great.” Nate gave me a hand and led me to his car. 

That was when I began to feel guilty for not answering Justin’s several text messages he left me after the party again. I ignored the feeling. 

“Oh, uh, thank you.”

We arrived about fifteen minutes later at the theater. The movie was boring and I could tell Nate was bored too. I nudged him with my elbow and smiled as he turned to me. 

“Sour patch?” I gave him a few blue ones. I didn’t like those ones. 

After taking the sour patches from my hands, he laced his fingers between mine and held my hand for the rest of the movie. We began our walk back to the car hand in hand too. He opened my door and I stared at him awkwardly. I entered and Nate came around and sat in the front seat. He went to turn on the radio, but I stopped his hand from reaching the knob. 

“Listen Nate, I really had a lot of fun tonight. I just wanted to let you know that you’re a lot better than any of the guys I’ve ever been on dates with. You’re a good guy, Nate. I really like you.” I smiled widely at him. 

Maybe I did really like him. I got this strange feeling in my stomach. I couldn’t tell if it was a good or a bad feeling, but something was definitely there. Nate reached a hand over and pushed a strand of hair behind my ears. 

“You can kiss me now.” I said as I stared at at his lips.

Nate smiled really big and leaned in to kiss me. It was full on; he didn’t ease into it or anything. I ran a hand through his hair and then rested my hands on his shoulders. I kept telling myself to feel something but I couldn’t. I guessed the feeling in my stomach was a feeling of longing, but not for him. He deepened the kiss and his hands caressed my face. He unbuckled his seatbelt and put the car in park. I climbed over the middle and sat on his lap.

 Nate pressed my body against his and tugged at my bottom lip. Normally, that stuff would make me go crazy. However, all I could think of was how badly I wanted Nate’s lips to be Justin’s. I wanted to be with him right then. I wanted to kiss him as passionately as I had before. I wanted him badly. I just had to keep denying it until I didn’t want him anymore.

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