We had just gotten into the car, headed home. I was not use to staying over at people's house, but Nate and Mateo made is all easy, I didn't feel like I needed to please anyone or impress anyone. When I touching them, or just with them, I felt something heavy in my chest, like without them, I would feel a huge weight drop, or something would be missing. I feel like they taken a huge part of my life.
"What are you thinking about over there?" Taylor interrupted my thoughts asking.
"I don't know I feel weird." I said, I'm utterly confused about what I'm feeling, anxious? I don't know maybe I am just overreacting.
"Feel weird? Do you feel sick?' Taylor turned to me more slightly, then reached a hand feeling of my forehead.
"I don't have a fever; I don't know I just feel weird." I said swatting her hand away.
"Where?" Taylor asked.
"What do you mean where?" I asked looking over at her like she was insane, what was she getting at? Very weird question. A phone started ringing.
"Mine or yours?" I asked Taylor she had mine because I forgot to put it on Nate's spare charger last night.
"Mine." She said bringing her phone up to her ear. "Hello? Who is this?" Taylor asked, then she looked over to me and removed the phone from her ear, tapping me with her elbow. Then she gestured for me to take the phone away from her, she looked utterly confused.
"What is it?" I asked her, I didn't want to take this call unless I needed too.
"It's Nick from the club just say hello." Taylor whispered waving the phone at me once more.
"Hello?" I said raising the phone up to my ear, my insides clenching. I have not heard good things about this guy.
"Hey, Grace, I saw your performance last night I just wanted to congratulate you." Nick's menacing voice answered me making shivers go down my spine. Taylor pulled into a gas station parking in a spot, I looked over to see her on my phone.
"Thank you?" I questioned.
"Why you're very welcome, when are you going to perform again, are you sure yet?" Nick asked. I started shaking slightly, I had a real bad feeling about this guy.
"I'm... not sure." I trailed off, looking over to Taylor. She waved in a gesture to cut the call short, if I could.
"Well, I really hope you perform again, you looked amazing." Nick pushed once again.
"Yeah, well, I'm not sure yet, maybe some time." I said, feeding him what I could. Technically I wasn't lying, I didn't know when I would be onstage, all I know right now is that I need to be taught more.
"Yeah, some times. Well, I'll maybe talk to you later?" He asked.
"Yeah, maybe." I answered quickly hanging up the phone. Just as a car pulled up beside us. It looked to be Mateo's car, both Nate and Mateo got out getting into our car quickly.
I was still shaking, I just put the phone in the cup holder my hand shaking, Taylor grabbed my hand. I jumped startled until she put another hand keeping my hand in hers. I took a deep breath in and out just as my therapist taught me before I moved here.
"Look at me." Taylor said to me, I looked at her, and mentally started counting to ten. She always knew it was easier for me to focus on a face to calm down.
"What did he want?" Mateo asked sitting behind me.
"Wanted to know when I would perform next?" I looked to both of them questioning.
"How did he get my damn number?" Taylor asked both of them furious. I saw Nate reach up clicking a button locking their car.
"Drive." He said simply, like we totally were not panicking right now.
"What the fuck do you mean drive?" Taylor asked her voice a little higher, all I knew right now was I just wanted to go home.
"Drive." I said looking to her, when I said it, she started the car once again pulling off, I guess Nate wanted to see if I was, okay? It also made more sense to talk about this at the house. I leaned over counting the buildings I saw, it helped me calm down.
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We Desire You (Book 1/2 of the Desire Duet)
Roman d'amourI just got fired, yay me. I need to find a job asap, so I can pay my way through school. My best friend Taylor has been trying to convince me for years to become a stripper like her at Vivid Desires. Should I? My best friend's boss, Nate, said I cou...