Chapter 14- Of course not, idiot.

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There’s a knock on the door. “Ariana are you okay?” Nathan says soothingly, and I realize it. How many times people have said that to me. Always look at me, small innocent me, and feel bad for me. They think it helps, but what if I don’t want people to feel bad for me? Because I don’t. I don’t do what I do for attention, I do what I do because it’s what helps me. Or at least helps me at that moment.

I stand up and wipe away my tears; I don’t need people feeling bad for me. Maybe if I change how I look, people won’t think I’m so innocent. Because let’s face it, my teary blue eyes and curly blonde hair really don’t help.

Nathan continues to knock on the door. I open it, and he’s obviously not expecting it. “Give me some money.” I say to him.

“What?” He looks at me confused. “Are you okay?” Oh, those three words.

“Just shut up and give me money.” I hold put my hand.

“What do you need it for?” He asks while reaching into his pockets.

“Shopping, what else?” I role my eyes.

“Well, um how about I come with you?” He takes his hands out of his pockets.

I huff annoyed. “Fine, but we’re going now.” We immediately start walking to the mall, walking because apparently the mall is close.

“So, what are we shopping for?”

“New clothes. I’m tired of always wearing sweaters and jeans. Also, I think I want to dye my hair.”

“Why? I love your hair right now. It makes you look, innocent.” I swear, I’m going to kill the next person who says that.

“Maybe I don’t want to look innocent. Ever thought of that?” I glare at him and he throws up his arms in defense.

“Sorry, I was just saying. So uh, what color do you want to dye it?” He asks awkwardly.

“Don’t know, don’t care. I just don’t want to be a blonde anymore. Does London have any Hot Topics?” I ask him.

“Hot what? I’ve never heard of that… whatever it is.”

“Hot Topic, it’s a clothing store. I guess it’s just in the U.S. I never had the guts to go in there. Not even to look, I just know that it has some cool clothes.” He looks at me strange. “What?”

“Why are you doing this?” He asks me and I stop walking.

“Why does it matter, and why would you care?”

“You know why, I still care about you. This just doesn’t seem like something you’d do. You’re not being normal.” He answers.

“I’ve never been normal Nathan. Never have, never will. But you’re right, this isn’t me. I just, I don’t want people feeling bad for me. I just want to be ignored, but I’ve realised everyone notices me.” We continue knocking, and I’m assuming he wasn’t taking me to the mall because we end up at park.

He leads me to a swing set and has me sit down on one, then sits in the one next to me. I push myself slightly, and I feel I tear fall down my cheek. Nathan reaches over to wipe it but I smack his hand away. “Why can’t you just forgive me?”

“Because Nathan, I trusted you with, well everything. But you couldn’t handle that responsibility, and I understand. I would cheat on me too.” I stare at a group of birds birched on a bench, just to avoid Nathan’s eyes. “I’ve lost everyone who might have cared for me, and it’s my entire fault. No one else, mine. You don’t know what that’s like, you have the boys, and your whole family. I just-” He cuts me off by kissing me. I pull away. “HEY!”

“Sorry, you just really needed to shut up. And that was the only thing I could think of.” He smirks cheekily.

“Oh Sykes, you could really get yourself in trouble one day.” I put my smiling lips up against his. For a moment he does nothing then stops kissing me.

“Does this mean you forgive me?”

“Of course not, idiot.” I laugh before kissing him again.

SO, I know it’s like REALLY REALLY short, but I just think that’s a good place to end. Sorry it’s been so long since my last update, I had a History project I had to work on, but now I’m done. Yay! :D Thanks for reading.

~Morgan <3

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