isabella's pov
"nateeeee, stop!" i laughed, clenching my hands to my sides to try and block his hands.
he was currently tickling me on his couch, and needless to say, i hate begin tickled.
"no, admit it already, babe! say that i make the best pasta you've ever had!" he said, smiling while standing over me.
i shook my head, laughing, and turned around so that i was laying on my stomach. all of a sudden, i felt a sharp pain in my chest, on my boobs.
"ow, wait! please nate, stop for a second." i groaned.
"oh my god, you okay?" he said, taking his hands off of me.
"yeah yeah, i'm just really sore right now, and i don't know why." i replied, my eyes still shut from the pain.
i let out a relieved sigh as the pain eventually went away, with me still lying on the couch. i turned my body so i was on my back. recently, i've been having the worst soreness in my boobs and my hips and i have no idea why.
"you good now, babe?" nate asked, looking at me from where he was sitting on the floor.
i nodded, smiling at him.
i'm going to continue this book yay!! but just so you guys know, there's NOT going to be a sequel.
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hair color // n.m
Fanfiction"why do you change your hair color so much?" "it really depends on how i feel, in a way it expresses my personality." story idea by cashidk; written by homiegilinsky cover by @iamnateslilmama
