My High School Billionaire (Sequel to TMDG)

Chapter 1

The first chapter is here! This is my first time writing something other than high school romance so please be nice. And this chapter is the epilogue from Nathan's POV. Annd #TMDGsquad I looove you <3

Nathan:

The sound of the alarm going off makes me jump a bit. I've been lying awake the whole night. The thought that I'll finally be getting to see her today, didn't let me sleep. Its been 6 long years. I used to think that if there every goes a day when I didn't get to see her beautiful face, I wouldn't be able to live. But here I am. 6 dreadful years and not once did I see her. Obviously, she was always in news flashes and magazines, but never in person. Not once have I been able to see the blush rising up her cheeks, her beautiful brown eyes looking up at me, her hair swaying with the wind. Just 6 more hours, and then I'll finally be able to see her. Right in front of my eyes.

"Does she know about me?" I remember asking Alex. Over the months that we worked together, he had become more of a father figure and less of just a trainer. One day, he asked me to stop calling him 'sir'. He told me that he had finally found the son he always wanted.

"Not yet. I plan to keep you hidden and make an appearance when she least expects it, that is when she has very well settled in the market. Of course, that's only if you don't have a problem." I just shook my head, and left his mansion with no word. Did I have a problem? YES. It was tearing me in half to spend every moment, thinking that she would find someone who'll be doing things with her that I am supposed to do, giving her comforts that only I can give, but apart from all that it was stabbing me that I am hurting the only girl I've loved by not telling her what I truly feel, that I truly want to spend all my life with her.

Three knocks on my door brought me out of my train of thoughts. I moved my gaze from the ceiling to my door,

"Yes?" I ask, my voice coming hoarse than usual. Maybe its just because of the over-drinking and under-sleeping.

"Mr. Alex is here, sir" I hear Larry, the butler's voice. Why is he here this early? Its just 6:30.

"Make him some coffee" I order before sitting up on my bed. Moving a hair through my hair, I push the duvet off my body and step down. I walk into my wardrobe and put on my stripy shirt and sweatpants. Its unusual for Alex to be here. He always insisted that I meet him back in their mansion. I don't get what is it that makes him uncomfortable in my penthouse. I mean this is the costliest place to live in the entire USA! I once asked him this and he said that he cannot keep up with the smell of a young man, in lack of better words. Whatever that was supposed to mean. Well that smell of one young man attracts a dozen young women, you know that? I had smirked and he rolled his eyes.

I open the door of my bedroom and walk into the living room where I see him comfortably seated on the couch in his suit and tie as usual,with both of his arms spread on the top of the couch and one of his leg, crossed over the other. His eyes fall on me as I make my way to the center of the room.

"Ah, there you are young man!" He stands up to shake my hand and pat my back in a very manly manner. I smile at him and gesture for him to sit.

"So, are you ready?" He asks and I nod at him confidently. Larry walks in with a tray holding two mugs of coffee. We pick up our respective mugs and he walks out of the room again.

"What has gotten to you? You are unusually quiet." He remarks and I get up from the couch to walk from the center of the room to its far end. Pulling the large, thick gray curtains aside, I look down to the city of New York waking up, through the floor to ceiling glass windows. Even in the early hours, it isn't really the idea of solitude.