He Is My Weakness (A Nathan Sykes Fanfic)

Sleepy Awkwardness

Marisol's P.O.V

Oh God, I bet he thinks I'm an even bigger freak now! I ran my hand through my hair and leaned all the way back on the bench, covering my face from embarrassment.

"So where are you heading to know?" I just sat there staying at him. I just confessed my shameful life that I now have and he still wants to talk to me? I felt better after telling him though.

"Umm, I really don't know. I just bought this and came down here." I handed him my ticket. "Anywhere I guess."

I watched him as he pulled his out from his pocket and compared the two tickets. "Well what do you know, we're going to the same place." Nathan said with a warm smile.

"Why are you here?" I guess it came out kinda harsh because I saw his smile fade from his face quickly.

"I... I'll tell you later, yeah?" He was standing now, looking down at me with his arm stretched out waiting for me to take it and stand as well. I didn't even notice our train had arrived. We were on the Metro-North Railroad heading south from 33 Street to Spring Street. I practically ran in to find a seat near the door away from everyone. I sat on the uncomfortable blue seats and turned to look out the window, not caring who would sit next to me. Staring out the window always helped me keep calm, even if there was nothing but darkness to stare at. Of cause I got curious on who would ever think to sit next to me, and turned to find exactly who I had expected to find next to me...Nathan.

Nathan's P.O.V

Should I tell her I'm sorta in a famous British-Irish boyband? She looks so peaceful sitting there. I walked over and sat next to her. She turned to look at me. Damn, this girl. She has some beautiful brown eyes. The train began moving and we swayed to the side slightly, then sat up straight. She looks really happy, I guess it's because she's finally going to be able to escape from those people who captured and tortured her. She finally gets to move on with her life. Where will she go though?

"So I'm guessing you don't have a place to stay, huh." I saw her smile fade and she looked like she was going to cry. I'm such an idiot. Why did I have to bring that up?

"Oh yeah. I guess I don't." We stayed there silent for a moment, not really knowing what to say.

"Hey, smile. You can stay with me at the Trump Soho Hotel. I'm sure the lads wouldn't mind you staying there."

"The lads? And isn't the Trump SoHo a five star hotel?" Oh right, she doesn't know the lads. Then again, she doesn't even know me!

"Yeah, they are my best mates. More like brothers to me. And yeah, it is."

"Are you sure they wouldn't mind?"

"Trust me, they won't." Well, at least I hope they won't. They'll probably just ask a bunch of questions and assume we're dating or something. She smiled and continued looking out the window. I gues that's her way of escaping this hateful world, going to her own faraway land.

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Hey there, Sorry this took forever! I had it ready to publish already before but my phone deleted the entire part so I had to rewrite it. -.- So yeah, thank you so much for reading!

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