"hey baby," nate groggily answered the phone after i accepted his FaceTime call, one hour after mine. "sorry i didn't answer. i took a nap."
i smiled once seeing his sleeps face. "it's okay. do you want me to hang up so you can get back to sleep?" i suggested nicely even though i was lying and didn't want to hang up.
nate shook his head, wiping his face. "nah. i think swazz and i are gonna head out to the club soon."
i frown. "a club?"
"yeah," he nods. "it's kaitlyn's birthday and sam suggested we go to the club and turn up for her birthday." i press my lips together and nod.
"cool." i say.
"aw baby don't be mad. i promise i won't do anything, you got my heart and you know it."
my lips instantly go up into a smile and my heart flutters at his words. "i miss you." i slightly pout.
"i miss you too. you coming out for christmas right?"
i nod. "i have to explain to my dad why shawn's not with me. fun!" i sarcastically add.
nate's eyebrows furrow, "you still haven't told your dad?"
"how can i? he loved shawn like his shawn. he honestly loved shawn more than i did." i slightly chuckled but nate's face remained unamused. i sighed. "it's not easy nate, i'm sorry. i'll tell him when i go down there."
"thank you." nate nods.
"and that's when you'll meet him."
i watched as nate's eyes quickly widened. "what?"
"you have to meet my dad sometime nate." i say. "i'm not a teen who sneaks out to meet her boyfriend. i can't avoid it anymore.
"i know," he says. "your dad hates me and i didn't even do shit to him."
"he was a real harass three years ago but i think he's lightened up. i think maybe he was just wasn't okay with the fact that his little girl was in love and i think shawn kinda introduced him to the idea, so he's okay with it." i shrug.
"whatever, man." nate shrugs. "look ma, i gotta go. i'll call you tomorrow."
"bye." i mumble as the call ends and i'm met with a blank phone screen. i bite my lip as my mind goes back to alyssa's and i's conversation earlier this evening. as soon as the call ended, i felt dull again, washed out even. my happiness comes back when i'm talking with nate... i can feel it.
maybe it's just the long distance. long distance relationships truly suck. hopefully when i see him face to face for christmas, things will go back to normal.
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emptier → nate maloley
أدب الهواة"nate, what are you doing on my porch at three am?" "we gotta stop meeting like this huh?" - SEQUEL TO EMPTY