Hate, Depression and Nathan Sykes.

Chapter 23

LUCYS P.O.V

"Lucy" I heard a quiet voice called from besides me. I was so tired, so I chose to ignore it.

"Lucy" I heard again.

"WHAT?" I replied. Very harshly to Nathan.

"what's wrong with you?"

"Whats wrong with me? Fucking hell nath. What's wrong with you? You told Jay last night about me. You completely embarrassed me. Then when I asked you about it last night. You were horrible to me about it Nath." I told him, sadness filling me.

"what are you on about?"

"so you don't even remember? Great. You got so drunk you can't remember. What are we going to do if this happens again nath? And you get drunk again? You scared me the shape you were in."

"Lucy. I'm so sorry. I can't even remember any of it. But you do know I wouldn't do that deliberately right? You mean the world to me. I almost lost you once. I'm not loosing you again."

"then why did you get so fucking drunk?"

"because i hate seeing you hurt yourself. I'd rather you hurt me. Lucy? Could you imagine me hurting myself? How would you feel?"

"doesn't mean you had to get as drunk as you did" I felt a small tear fall down my cheek. "You really hurt me"

He grabbed my cheek and he also had a tear fall down his cheek. "i'd never want to hurt you."

I watched the tear falling down his cheek. I smudged it away with my thumb.

"the last time I saw you cry was the day I.. You know. Went" feeling my eyes blurring up again.

He placed his head again my forehead and closed his eyes. Still holding onto my cheek.

"I missed you so much Lucy"

"I missed you more Nath"

"do you want to know what kept me strong?" he then asked.

"what?"

"Siva. He told the truth. Everyday he would tell me that we were going to find you. He kept reminding me how strong of a person you are and you can get through anything."

"really?"

"yeah!"

"I've never, ever felt like this about a girl before." he then came out with.

"what do you mean?" i asked.

"I've never felt this feeling before. I feel so happy with you." a smiled spread across my face.

I couldn't wait much longer. I placed my lips against his. He moved his hand from my cheek to the back of my head. Pulling me closer to him.

We had one more slow kiss and we pulled away and he once again put his forehead again mine.

"I love you" he whispered.

I took his words in.

"I love you more" I said.