*April's P.O.V*
I saw the door slam closed, it made no sound, but at the back of my head I could imagine the dramatic sound, cracking like a thunder.
He left, dissapearing little by little as he hit the road with his friends.
What have I done, I should go and lay down in the middle of the interstate road.
I tried to forget what had just happened. So I walked my thoughts to other places of my head.
Without noticing, my thoughts mislead me to think about the tanned paleness in his arms and the way his lips moved while he talked.
The way that his lips, as every word came out, uncovered the breathtaking smile he owned. In a moment I saw myself drawing an innocent smile in my temple as his picture walked across my memory.
I was perplexed by him even if I knew I couln't.
Fuck. He looks stupidly perfect.
"Stop it!"
A strong voice called me to earth. It was almost like a thunder bolt braking the ground as it crashed. I came directly from a perfect heart warming smile, to real life restaurant bright white eye burning lights and a mad face. Nathans mad face.
"What the fuck Nathan!"
I shouted, reflecting the madness I could see in his face. And in spite of a minute of realizing hes so changed and that its the first time I see him after a year im so mad at him for being so rude.
Nathan is one of my 4 bestest friends. Hes tall and clingy. Right now he is sixteen and has a thirty year old perfect beard; fucking literaly. Small dark eyes with awesome lashes I envy; really.
And is one hairy motherfucker, head , legs, arms. He has a bright smile, but he looks kind of stupid.
Its been a year without seeing him and right now puberty is starting to beat him up.
I still dont know how we ended up being such good friends since five years ago I was an asshole to him.
And from a moment he was the only person I could tell everything about me and act like it was no big deal, he comforted me and most importantly did not judge me. He made me feel better, like a brother.
He practically knows everything about me, more than the other three and more than anyone. And as well he cares about me and tries to take away all the rocks i might step on and fall on my face; but i seem to follow them and end up with almost missing teeth.(Metaphorically). More than the other three.
And today its the first time in a year that we see each other again; and hes being a dork.
"What are you doing April, get him out of your head; hes a player."
He said and in response I rolled my eyes trying to make him look wrong and stupid. But I know hes talking about Andrew.
Something else about Nathan is he can read me so easily. To him I cant lie even if I try to, at the moment he stares at my eyes im an open book.
Next man I find with psyquic powers like that and I swear he has to be the man of my life.
"What are you talking about?" I say trying to act oblivious. And I mean theres nothing wrong to talk to Andrew, hes just someone I met; right?
"Do not play the "I dont know what you are talking about game" with me you bitch. You know perfectly what am I talking about, and more directly WHO!" He says on a not-that-loud but defiant and scary voice. Looking directly into my eyes, and i know he read me. And he is serious.
