Who Can I Trust? - ( A Nathan Sykes Fanfiction )

Part 5 - ( I Don't Need To See Him After All That )

Violet's POV

As he pulls away from the kiss he looks at me with those beautiful green orbs. But, just as he does he looks away and gets up. He makes his way down from the stage and to the table with all his things. He fiddles with some papers just to make it look like he's busy as a distraction.

I still sit there at the piano staying in the same position I was in when he kissed me not moving an inch. I was still in a state of shock. Did Mr.Sykes.....er....I..mean..Nathan just kiss me?Would someone tell me what happened here? 

I finally came out of my trance when my clear folder fell onto the floor with a loud sound that followed. Thanks to my careless ways of not putting the folder properly I got out of trance world. If not, I think I might have been in a trance till tomorrow.

I picked it back up and put it with the rest of my other books which were on the piano. As I bent down to take the folder I felt a little dizzy probably because I was thinking too much and was worrying a little too much too. To be honest the silence was killing so I decided to just ask him something because I just couldn't stand being in such a tension filled situation."So........um......what do you want me to do next?" "Well I think we've done enough for the day so you may leave now." "Ok.....but your not going to give me any assignments or even some theory homework to do?" "Mmmm............. Ok I need you to find an assignment or a project for the music group to do and your going to assist me on that ok." " Sure Mr.Sykes......mmm sorry.......sure Nathan I'll come up with something." "G-Great so I'll see you tomorrow then." " Yeah thanks Mr.Sykes.......mmmm.....sorry again....thanks Nathan."

Phew! I'm so glad to be out of there. I'm so relieved that he ended it early and that I didin't have to be stuck in there with him for two whole hours! Though part of me was really sad because I really wanted to play a little bit longer on that piano since I don't have one back home but nevermind, after what happened I don't think anyone would've wanted to stay in there any longer.....except the girls in my school of course.

Well now that my session with Nathan has ended early I don't have to rush to my part time job like I always do. I work at a diner not so far away from school. Eventhough it's not that far from school the kids here don't go there because there's been a new shopping mall built two months ago a few miles away. The kids here either take the bus or a car ride there. It's only a fifteen minute drive there but I don't know how the shopping mall is cause I've never been there.It must be a interesting place considering that everyones going there.

Nathan's POV

What the hell! One of my students is just shoved and I catch her by the waist! What is wrong with me? I mean I know that she would've  hit her head on the edge of the table but why on earth did I just catch her by the waist? Look at her, she looks so vulnerable not to mention.........pretty. Poor girl,she must have been bullied all her life. I mean she looks that way to me. I'm just saying this cause I think she has no confidence I mean during assembly she didin't look up at all, not even when I came and sat next to her and then in class she keeps quite the whole time. I pity her cause I know she can have a very bright future ahead of her if only she had a little bit of confidence in her. I know that she's the most brightest student in this whole school because the teachers have pinned up some of her best works in the teachers lounge and the teachers are always talking about her.But, I've never heard the teachers talk bad about her.Then why are the students in this school being so mean to her?

We both head towards the auditorium soon afterwards. The clouds are covering the sky making the day seem very gloomy. But somehow I'm not in a gloomy mood at all, I'm in more of a ........happy state. While we're walking through the field the wind starts blowing. Her hair keeps blowing into her face and she keeps tucking it behind her ear. To be honest I really like the way her hair flows in the wind. The way her jet black hair flows in the wind seems effortless.