I sat there waiting for a few minutes as Nathan had left the room to take the phone call, he came back in, holding his phone and with a fairly neutral look on his face that I couldn't really read. He gave me a gentle smirk but in the back of my mind as I looked at him, I could tell something had definitely changed. He came towards me, throwing his phone onto the sofa as he went. He sat on the bench again, taking my hands as we sat facing each other. He leant forward slightly as I closed my eyes, this time being the one to initiate the kiss but Nathan was the first to pull back, letting out a sigh, not in pleasure but clearly in relief. I frowned at him turning my head questioningly. He smiled weakly,
'sorry babe, I'm not feeling too well, can we do this another time?' He looked at me with puppy dog eyes. I wasn't entirely sure whether I believed him as only a few minutes ago he had been fine and kissing me like there was no tomorrow. I shuffled backwards from him on the bench as he just sat there, obviously unsure of what he should say next. The moments that followed were completely awkward, and not the good kind, as neither of us looked straight at each other, only sat in silence. I tried to get Nathan to look at me but each time he only looked away in embarrassment. After what seemed like an age I finally cracked, unable to handle the tension in the room.
'If you want me to leave, I'll leave okay' I spat, slightly more harshly than intended. Nathan looked hurt as he finally looked straight at me, he reached out and tried to take my hand but I didn't let him, I shrugged it off and turned away, getting up from the bench.
'Sophie please, it's not-' he tried reasoning with me but I cut him off.
'I'm not stupid okay Nathan, you don't want me here so I'm leaving' I said in anger, picking up my bag. However much I wanted to turn around and kiss him again, whether he was into it or not, I wasn't going to be played around so I reluctantly left his house. As I walked out as confidently as I could I didn't once look back at Nathan, determined to make a point. In hindsight I shouldn't have left so abruptly like I had done but I didn't feel comfortable kissing him when he was hardly even kissing me back.
It was pouring with rain as I closed Nathan's door behind me and stood under the small porch. I didn't bring an umbrella or even a coat so I was just going to have to get soaked. I stepped out into it, the cold water battering against my skin. As I walked along the path and turned left onto the street I did something which I instantly regretted. As I turned my head more in curiosity than anything over to the window of Nathan's house I saw him, still sitting there just as he had been at the piano, he didn't look in my direction but as I turned away to carry on walking I would have sworn I felt his gaze upon me. I walked home quickly, running at points, I was on the verge of tears, soaked through and shivering on the doorstep as I fumbled to open the front door.
I went straight upstairs not saying a word to anyone, sitting down on my bed, I tried desperately to stay calm, tell myself I was being stupid getting upset but I felt awful for how I'd treated Nathan, I wouldn't even hear him out. I blinked away a lone tear that trailed my cheek but it was no use, I needed to let it all out so I sat there and cried. Cried my eyes out.
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