This Means War

Nathaniel & Nancy | A Hidden Past

Nathaniel & Nancy | A Hidden Past

I swallowed hard, looking away from her I concentrated on the ripples surrounding our legs as they expanded before fading completely. "Please tell me Nancy..." She begged.

"I first met Nathaniel eight years ago. I'd only been in America maybe six hours. Emma was the girl I shared a dorm room with. Nathaniel lived in an apartment close by and apparently it was like party Central or something. Emma managed to rope me into going with her, I literally turned up in a Beetles crop top and distressed jeans. Like it'd just hit up a rock concert or something." I had her complete attention as I began the lengthy saga that was my and Nathaniel's one sided love story...as in me loving him and him not loving me back.

~ Eight Years Earlier ~
[NEW YORK]

"Are you positive that my being here won't be intrusive?" I turned to Emma wondering if it would be rude of me to turn up uninvited.

"God, your accent is like a freaking aphrodisiac...so sexy." I smiled. "It'll be totally fine, it was an open invitation. It always is, Nathaniel Hughes throws the best parties...he even out does the frat parties." I nodded fiddling with my late grandmother's diamond ring. It was all I had left of her and a family heirloom, which had incidentally skipped my own mother as my grandmother didn't feel that she was worthy.

We entered a huge loft like apartment. It had a masculine urban type of feel, the industrial decor defining the open floor plan and emphasising the all-around bachelor pad aura surrounding the place. People were practically spilling from the windows, I was defiantly violated by several different pairs of hands as we pushed our way through the crowd of people on the makeshift dance floor. I felt a large hand cup my ass cheek before squeezing.

Turning abruptly I caught the bastard's wrist with my tiny hand. "Excuse you love." I snapped glaring at him. He smirked.

"Ow ow! Baby that accent is hot...wanna dance?"

"I'd rather not, gropie-McGropatin." I released his hand and turned to leave, his arm shot out to wrap around my waist and I let out a panicked gasp. Seething I broke out of his grip. "Are you bloody dense?!" I barked, the smirk he'd been sporting twisted into a snarl. I took a step back, bloody hell...should not have done that love, he has a good foot on you. "Hah!" Gasping I looked over my shoulder to the solid body I'd just collided with.

He looked down at me with his dazzling eyes and I was mesmerised, there was something so rugged and yet tamed about him. My attraction to this man was undeniable. "There you are babe, I've been looking all over for you." He smiled, cupping the base of my neck he dropped his lips to meet mine in a quick kiss. I was speechless, Americans were either incredibly forward or impossibly lacking in the chivalry department. Less than seven hours in the country and I'd already been groped and kissed by two random strangers.

He pulled away leaving a sweet peck on my bottom lip, shooting me a charming smile he looked up at the dog who'd just grabbed my ass. "Sorry bro, this one's taken."

"For now." He grumbled before stalking through the crowd. I shuffled away from the guy and he ran a hand through his gorgeous hair, I couldn't help but stare.

"Sorry about that, it's a party otherwise I would have clocked the guy. But you have to admit my drama skills are on point." He smirked smoothing his hair back. I burst into a fit of laughter and he smiled back at me. "Nathaniel Hughes a.k.a your knight in shining armour." He bowed before extending a hand.

"Nancy Williams a.k.a not your damsel in distress." I chuckled taking his outstretched offering.

"Cece." He smiled.