Chapter 7- I hate makeup

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"Ben I need to go now" I said as I put my shoes on.

"Ok bye Tay-tay" he said as he hugged me goodbye and kissed me on the cheek.

"Tell mom that i'll come home before 11" I said as I shut the door behind me.

"Really?" Nate asked raising his eyebrow "Tay-tay?"

"He was two and it stuck!" I exclaimed

"It's cute" he said with a chuckle as he bopped my nose

"Don't bop me" I said in a disgruntled tone as I opened the door into Nate's car and got in.

"You look really pretty by the way" he said as he planted a kiss on my cheek

"Thanks" I said blushing

"So how are classes?"

"Um...good I guess. You?"

"Pretty good"

"What do you want to be in the future?"

"An actor" he said proudly.

"Really?" I asked intrigued

"Yea. I love acting"

"Aren't you nervous?' I asked concerned

"Nah. It's fun. Just two more years" he said happily

"Oh yea. I keep forgetting that you're a Junior" I said with smile

"Yea"

"Is there any parts that you really like acting out?"

"I like acting out a bunch of stuff. Mainly stuff that's full of passion"

"So like love stuff?" I asked casually as I awkwardly looked out the window.

"Yea that's pretty easy for me considering..."

"Considering what?" I asked sounding harsher than I intended

"Considering that...um..." Nate said stuttering

"Nevermind" I said with a sigh

"No Taylor, I'm sorry I want us to last. So i'll be honest" Nate said looking at me with deep eyes as he parked into the restaurant which made my heart flutter much to my discomfort.

"Ok" I said complying to his wish unhappily.

"Yes I've been in a lot of relationships, but that doesn't mean anything about us, about how I feel about you" he said grabbing my hands.

"Nate, how do you feel about us?" I asked as I looked at him.

"This is different than what I usually do" Nate started "but I want to change and I'm hoping that you'll be one of the few people that'll be here to do that" He said as he squeezed my hands in assurance.

"O-oh" I squeaked totally not expecting him to say anything like that.

"Come on let's go have dinner" he said as took off his seatbelt.

"Ok" I said happily as I got out of the car.

"So what do you think?" Nate asked as we sat down and picked up the menus.

"It's really...fancy" I said as I struggled to find the right word for the restaurant. It really was a fancy restaurant. It was so beautiful with the chandelier right above us as well as the candle in the middle of the table. "What's wrong?" he asked sensing my discomfort.

"I don't know. It just seems a bit too much for me" I said as I looked around feeling as if I didn't fit in at all. The men around us wore suits and the women wore elegant dresses with their hair done beautifully. I was just a little girl pretending to be a grownup.

"Do you want to go some place else?" he offered his face full of concern

"No it's alright. I'm sure that this took forever for you to do" I said

"Taylor, if you feel uncomfortable we can go"

"It's fine, besides I want to have new experiences" I said my voice flaring a bit.

"Ok" he said looking at the menu trying not to start a fight with me

"Thanks" I whispered as I finally took a look at the menu for the first time. It didn't surprise me that I didn't really know how to pronounce the items. What surprised me was that I didn't understand what anything was.

"Nate"

"Yea" he said as he peered at me over the menu.

"What are you getting?" I asked hoping that I could just order the same thing

"Why?" he asked with a smirk.

"Umm...because-"

"I'll order for you, don't worry" he said with a playful smile as he called the waiter over. I smiled as I realized how relieved I felt. It's stupid really, how nervous I get by stuff like this. I don't know what Nate ordered for me, but it tasted really good. There were so many things in it that made it taste amazing. We talked about everything. From our favorite jokes all the way to the things that made us cry. Well mostly me for the crying part, Nate denied the fact that he cried. I also learned that he had an older brother in college. Nate may be a total idiot at times, but at least he was mine. The date wasn't what I expected, but it was at least something I enjoyed. He dropped me off and said goodbye. I walked into the house still smiling from his goodbye hug only to see Sam in front of me.

"Sam, what are you doing here?"

"Jess forgot her sweater her" Sam said with a shrug

"When you come?" I asked nervously.

"A few minutes ago"

"Oh" I simply said

"I see your date went well" He said as he took a look at my outfit

"We don't have to talk about it" I said quickly as I tried to change the subject.

"Where did he take you?" he continued totally ignoring me.

"A fancy dinner" I said quietly

"Hmm, did you like it?"

"I guess"

"Did you really?" he pressed

"No, not as much as I wanted"

"Did you guys at least have fun"

"Yea" I said with a slight smile.

"Your dress is pretty. I really like the blue" he said as he eyed the lace on my arm

"Thanks" I said with a bigger smile.

"I didn't know you wore makeup" He said

"I got it from mom" I said my smile turning back into a frown wondering why he had a sudden interest.

"Do you really like him Taylor?" Sam asked looking at me as he ran his fingers through his hair his eyes looking darker than it's usual green.

"Why are you doing this?" I asked confused by his questions.

"Doing what?" He asked innocently.

"I don't want to hurt you" I said furrowing my eyebrows in concern and confusion. ' "Don't worry you're not hurting me."

"I'm not?" I asked perplexed

"Not anymore" He said in some form of content

"What do you mean?" I asked as I tried to figure out the meaning behind his words.

"The girl I fell in love with isn't like this. She would never do all of this just for a guy. She would never wear makeup. She would just say screw it and watch a movie in sweats with him instead. She wouldn't change. She would spend most of her time actually having fun. Taylor you're no longer her. You're no longer the girl I love."   

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