As soon as it hit me, I knew I was dead. I knew that I'd never come back. As soon as the car hit me, I knew I was a goner.
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I knew Nathan and I were different from a lot of people for many reasons. I know we see the world differently from everyone else. Some people don't like us because we see goodness in everyone. People don't like that because they don't like to accept the fact that they are wrong. I believe that our hearts beat for each other, and for the goodness of other people. God brought us together for a reason, and I believe it's a great reason. Our relationship is different because we can have fun and be romantic at the same time. Not many people can have what we have.
It was a nice cool October morning. Nathan and I were laying in bed, my head on his chest, using it as my pillow like I always do. Our hands intertwined, knowing nothing could tear them apart. Our bodies were so close, not even an ant could wiggle between us. His body keeping me warm. A nice and gentle warm, not a hot and sweaty warm. Everything was perfect. We just lay there, enjoying the company of each other.
"Nathan?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"Was I your first?"
He froze and looked down at me.
"Yes, beautiful, you were."
"Why me? How'd you know you wanted to give yourself away to me?"
"Something about you told me that I wouldn't make any sort of mistake having sex with you."
I stopped and sat up to look at him. I think that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.
"That's exactly how I felt." I said smiling at him.
He smiled back and sat up to face me. I climbed onto him and sat in a spider position. I wrapped my arms around him and brought him into a long hug. He wrapped his arms around my waist and brought me in closer than closer could get. His body against mine, keeping warm. But this was a different kind of warm. It's the kind of warm that warms your heart. Nathan always keeps me warm like that. I love that feeling of warmth. I feel butterflies and tingles inside of me. It's the best feeling in the world.
"I love you Nathan Thomas Connors."
"I love you more Roxanne Dawn Hart."
I kissed him, feeling sparks shooting through my veins. I could feel mini fireworks going off inside of me. His lips are baby soft. His touch is tingly. He is just so perfect.
"So when are we going to your aunts house for your family reunion?" Nathan asked.
"Around noon." I said checking the clock hanging on my bedroom wall.
"We should probably get ready."
"I agree."
Nathan walked over to my dresser grabbing clothes from his drawer. Jessi Mae insisted that he had his own drawer for his things because he comes over so much. Nathan has three pairs of jeans and two shirts. Also he has dress pants and a nice shirt that he keeps here so when we go to church he has something to wear. He keeps a pair of dress shoes and a regular pair of shoes here just in case. And of course underwear, which are the cutest things ever. Five pairs of socks, and two pairs of compression shorts. Deodorant, cologne (which I bought for him for our four month anniversary), a comb, a tooth brush, and some hair gel. Nathan always combs his hair back and spikes it up in the front with the gel. It compliments him so much.
He walked over to his drawer and asked, "What should I wear?"
"A nice pair of your darker jeans, your navy blue shirt, you know the one that makes you look hot, black socks, your dark blue underwear, black socks, your shoes, and spike your hair like always." I said laying on my bed throwing a softball in the air and catching it.
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The Twist Of Fate
Teen FictionFourteen year old Roxanne Hart realizes who she really loves when she takes a "joy ride" with Brandon Willis. But what she doesn't know is that the joy ride will end badly. But also this joy ride will end up with her safely where she really belongs...