Nathan Sykes-Becoming a Part of my Life (Nathan Sykes fanfic)

Chapter 13- Don't Listen to JOE

SAFFIRE'S POV :)

As soon as I had locked the door, and put my back against it, I faced my brother angrily.

"Your ridiculous," I told him sincerly.

"Oh really," he said sarcastically walking away.

"Come here," I argued, following him into the kitchen.

He opened the fridge, pulling out a soda and taking a glance at me.

"What?" I asked frustrated.

"What happend with Trey?" he asked suddenly.

"You shouldn't care, you don't even like him," he winced when I said those words.

"That's not true Saffire. There was no like and disliking him," he said seriously.

My brother's grey eyes pierced into mine, and I sighed.

(HER BROTHER LOOKS LIKE A CARAMEL LIAM HEMSWORTH)

"Why don't you want me to be happy?" I asked quietly.

"Saffire, I'm being honest with you. Your really beautiful, and your my sister so I'm letting you know you need to watch out for guys like that. You know what happend last time. I can keep your secrets forever, but you shouldn't keep making the same mistakes again. Are you trying to get hurt?" he questioned pathetically, taking a sip of his soda and sending horrible memories through my brain.

"No, I'm not trying to get hurt!" I argued, he cut me off.

"Saffire please, just don't date for a while. Until your thirty," he suggested.

I laughed fakely.

"Until I'm thirty? I say nothing about you dating! Why are you always in my business?" I scoffed, folding my arms across my chest.

He finished his soda, and threw it away.

"Because your my sister, I'm older, and I know how to look out for you," he said before walking out the kitchen.

(SOMEWHERE IN THE TIME NATHAN and SAFFIRE WERE TOGETHER, THEY EXCHANGED NUMBERS)

1 HOUR LATER

My phone buzzed and I looked down to check it as I sat on my queen sized bed.

(PICTURE OF SAFFIRE'S ROOM ON SIDE)

1 text message from Nathan

IT READ: Hey Love, you busy tomorrow?

I smiled immediately and text back saying: Hey, :) We'll I have school, but anytime after three thirty?

I reminded myself that I was a Senior. I'm eighteen. I need to get my act together.

He text back immedietely, saying; That's perfect. Where should I pick you up? And I just took the car to the shop so they gave me a nice rent a car ;)

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NEXT MORNING

I awoke to my horrible alarm of a brother banging on my locked door.

"Saffire open up! It's 7:30!!" he yelled, and I shot up immediately, unlocking my door, and running half naked to my bathroom.

I rushed to take a quick ten minute shower, brushed my hair into a high curly messy bun, brushed my teeth, washed my face, lotionized, and then got dressed into some ankle high boots, black skinny jeans, and a blue cookie monster hoodie.

I looked in the mirror making sure everything was in place as I added some mascara and chapstick to my look.

My brother walked in as I grabbed my back back.