Chapter Seventeen

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Kristie's POV

"You guys really broke up?" I asked not really believing his words.

"Yeah I missed you too much." I sighed a happy sigh and leaned my head against his shoulder.

"You have no idea how much I missed you." Nate looked at me with concern.

"Why were you crying?"

"Oh. It's nothing."

"Kristie." Nate could always tell when I was lying he got it right off the bat and no one else could catch on as quickly as he could.

"It's just been a rough day."

"I still don't believe you." I knew I wasn't gonna win this argument so I began to tell him.

"I met this kid Drake at seven eleven and got his number. He wanted to hang out with me today so I thought you know why not? But it turns out that he's been stalking me. I'm too afraid to tell you more because he threatened me."

"Hey now I wouldn't call it threatening you you bitch." What was drake still doing here?

"You better fuck off and leave her alone she's my girlfriend." Girlfriend?

"Not if I get rid of you first." That made me pissed.

"If you don't get out of here I will call the cops and have them beat your ass."

"No I'm not going anywhere. But please keep talking I'm enjoying your conversation." I looked at Nate with wide eyes.

"Lets go." I mumbled pulling Nate up and dragging him to my car. But instead of coming with me he stood in front of me protectively and glared at Drake.

"Leave her alone."

"No. I want her therefore I will get her one way or another. I always win Nate."

"You won't win this time. Ill make sure of it."

"Well we'll have to see about that buddy."

"Nate please can we go?" I asked wanting to go home to feel somewhat safe.

"Yeah I want to talk to you about something anyway." We walked back to my car, Nate taking my keys knowing I'm in no state of driving. After a few minutes of silence in the car he finally began to speak.

"So you know that I have something to tell you." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.

"Yeah. What is it exactly?"

"Kristie, I like you. Not like you but like you more then a friend. I don't even think that covers it, I, I think I'm in love with you."

"Don't mess with me." I said feeling like this is all just a wonderful dream."

"No Kristie listen. I've been thinking about this for awhile."

"Really? For how long?"

"About half a year now. Maybe more."

"I have to confess something too."

"I'm waiting." Nate said playfully but in his eyes I could tell he desperately wanted to know what I was thinking.

"Okay, so I have liked you for two in a half years now."

"Wow I feel like the biggest asshole now." Said Nate looking at me with sad eyes.

"You are far from a asshole. I was just so sure that you only liked me as a friend. I wanted to tell you how I felt so bad, just to get it off my chest you know? But I didn't want to wreck your relationship because I loved seeing you so happy no matter how much it killed me inside. But it looks like I ruined it anyway and I didn't even try to." I said frowning. I've been planing on saying these things for I don't know how long now and I felt amazed that they were actually said. I looked out my window not wanting to see his reaction.

"You could never ruin everything. My girlfriend and I broke up. Things happen, I couldn't be with someone I didn't love. That wouldn't be right to her. But you? I can't ever lose you. So I have I ask you something."

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