FALLING in love

Chapter 11 - Casual or not

Nathan

Last night was fun. I must admit seeing fucking Vanessa made me want to wring her neck. But being a proud Texan with a strong matriarch I was taught from a young age to respect women above all and to never lay a hand on a woman, unless she asks. Still that girl needed a reality check. She is not all that. But meeting Vanessa was nothing compared to meeting fucking Andrew. Never in my life have I wanted to hit someone so much and so hard. It took everything in me to not get up and beat his ass. I mean seriously, that guy had it comin'. Luke reminded me that he's the QB for our rival team at UCLA. I gotta remember to tell our defense to annihilate him next time we play them. I can't believe Charlotte is dating that guy. The way he talked to her and looked at her made my skin crawl. I can't believe that she actually left with him. She clearly has no idea how she should be treated. How I would treat her if she was mine. She should be treated like a queen, my queen.

Spending Thanksgiving at Luke's has been bomb apart from meeting fucking Andrew. But now we have to get up at crack-ass-of-dawn in order to get back to Seattle by 9am. It's an almost 4 hour car ride and we're all quiet in the car. Hadrien's is in the back sprawling across the backseat trying to sleep. I'm up front with Luke who's driving. Luckily none of us had too much to drink. Well, Hadrien might have had a few too many, but he has the quickest metabolism known to man 'cause he's never affected by it or hungover the next day. He just wakes up, grunts and gets on with it. Luke and I went home before 11pm but Hadrien stayed behind with Nancy at the bar chatting away with the bartenders. It took a bit of convincing to get Luke to leave Nancy alone with Hadrien at the bar, but he relented after I reminded him that Nancy and him are 'just friends, right'. And Hadrien would never go there. Luke might be blinder than a bat when it comes to his feelings towards Nancy, but Hadrien sure as hell ain't.

Hadrien suddenly interrupts the silence in the car as if he's reading my mind.

"So... Pretty Face. Wassup with you and Nancy? Are you finally gonna nail that down?"

Luke's eyebrows shoot up, clearly taken aback by Hadrien.

"I don't know what you're talking about H. We're just friends," he scoffs, maintaining eyes on the road.

"Bullshit... just friends. Is that why you kissed her last night?" Hadrien continues teasingly, but there is an undertone of resentment in his voice.

"Kissed her?" Luke says, looking confused. "I didn't kiss her last night, dude."

"You did. You kissed her on the neck, dude. I must say that's not where I would kiss her. Seems kinda like a strange place to kiss someone, but I thought you just miscalculated your aim man and then chickened out." Hadrien is no longer sprawling across the back seat but is sitting up on the middle seat with his hands clutching the two front seats, so his body and face is visible from the front seat. Luke quickly looks back at him as if questioning whether or not Hadrien is for real right now.

"I did not kiss her like that H and you know it. That kiss was nothing, alright," Luke says defensively.

"I know shit Pretty Face, that kiss was not nothing and it was defo not innocent," Hadrien continues not backing off it. He seems displeased by Luke's dismissal of the kiss on Nancys' neck.

"It's true Luke, that kiss lasted just a bit too long to pass as innocent or 'just-friends,'" I comment, not being able to sit there quietly watching him clearly in denial.

"Why do you care H? What's it to you?" Luke continues looking in the rearview mirror at Hadrien, obviously ignoring my comment.

"Nancy's a pretty cool chick, and she's funny as hell," Hadrien huffs angrily.