Guilty As Sin? (Nathan Prescott x reader)

10

We arrived at the dorms and me and Nathan were able to sneak in with our anyone noticing. When we walked into his room i noticed things I hadn't noticed before. Such as the projector he had and the pill bottles on the his desk. His room was honestly a lot  cleaner and tidy than you would expect.

He closed the door behind us, "what do you wanna watch?" He asks I shrug and say "whatever is fine" and I sit on his bed as he gets some sort of movie projected onto the screen. It's a comedy called American pie, not something I've watched before but it seemed interesting enough. When Nathan got the movie playing he sat on the bed beside me.

The more time that passed the more comfortable we had gotten. We were both basically laying down under the covers watching the movie. Though to be fair we did spend a lot of the time talking and getting to know each other a lot more. He opened up about his family and I opened up about mine.

"I'm suprised you haven't asked me for any favors" Nathan said and I looked at him confused. "What do ya mean?" I ask. "Most people just- hang out with me because they want something like drugs or money, but I don't know I guess I just don't get that vibe from you, but I've been wrong before" he tells me and my face saddens "trust me Nathan the only thing I want from you is your company" he smiles in a way where I can tell he was trying to hide it.

he talk about his drug abuse and I talked about mine too.  We even talked about our love lives,

"Why don't you have a boyfriend?" He asks me
"I've been asked that a lot lately" I tell him "but I don't know- I guess I just feel like that's something I'm not really suited for? Like most people just wanna hook up, but I want a future with someone yknow?"

"Yeah... I understand in a way" he tells me

We talk about school

"So what exactly are you trying to get from Blackwell?" Nathan asks with one of his arms resting behind his head. I sigh "I wish I knew, it changes all the time. For the mart part art, then theater, and then science. But besides that I don't really care for the other classes. I'd like to pursue art alone but that's not a very promising career" I tell him. My doubt about what I was going to do in the future was never something I've told anyone out loud. I don't know why but somehow I felt like I could tell Nathan anything.

"I like your work" he says plainly, "I only really care for photography but I do football and theater too mainly cause my dad makes me" he confesses

"Yeah I'm not at all talented when it comes to photography. You though, are probably one of the best photographers I've ever seen and I'm not just saying that- you really do have such a unique style I like the dark and mysterious vibe. You're good on the field too" I tell him in complete honesty.

"You've seen my work?" He questions as he looks at me and I look back at him

"Yeah, last year at the schools art gallery. Yours was the only thing that caught my eye" I reply and watch as he stares at me studying my face. "That- uh... means a lot" he finally says and looks back at the movie

"I like your painting, and you've always done good at the sets for drama" he compliments

"Thank you Nathan, genuinely it means a lot"  he looks at me again and it feels like he leaning in closer and closer but I wasn't sure if I was imagining it until his lips finally touched mine and we kissed. Just once though it lasted a while. When he pulled back his hand was still underneath my chin and we stared at each other for a moment unsure of what to say.

I guess Nathan decided it be better if we didn't say anything as he turned away and looked back at the projected movie on the wall. And eventually we both fall asleep.

When I woke up I forgot where I was but when the person sleeping with their arm wrapped around my waist reminded me. I smiled, me and Nathan kissed, I told him things I've never told anyone like how the only reason I was at Blackwell was because my mom wanted me to be because she never got accepted.

"I dont have a very good relationship with my mother, I guess she's just always seen herself in me rather than seeing me for me. Me and my dad get a long tho" I tell him

"I don't really get along with my parents either, my sisters the one in my family that i actually stand" he says to me

As I think about the night before my smile gets bigger and bigger. I carefully reach for my phone without moving too much so I don't wake Nathan.

Dad: hey honey, got your report. You're doing great! Can't wait to visit for the play!

Me: thank you dad I can't wait either, it's gonna be great to see you and mom!

I smiled at the text but when I saw the time being almost 3 pm I knew I needed to get up. I carefully slid out of bed and started to slip my shoes on.

"Leaving like some one night stand?" I hear Nathan say tiredly and I laugh. "No I just didn't wanna wake you. The days almost gone and I'm meeting Chloe and Max at the diner today" I try and explain myself and he yawns

"Don't worry it's okay, I had a good night"

"Me too, let's do this again. Bye Nathan" I say as I head out the door and I hear him say bye aswell.