emptier → nate maloley

fifteen

there will be a lot of pov shifts in this chapter.

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the two days i spent with nate were great. we hung out with the guys, cuddled, nate smoked, and had sex of course and then repeated the next day. i loved being around nate and i didn't realize how much i missed him until he showed up on my doorstep a few months ago. 

unfortunately, it was time for me to actually go home. today was christmas eve aka the christmas dinner aka the day nate finally meets my father. 

"please wear something decent and not ripped jeans and vans." i beg nate as i'm getting ready to leave. 

nate slightly rolls his eyes at me. "i know mia. i'm not an idiot."

"and do something with your hair," i reach out and run my fingers through it. "i don't think my dad will like the man bun too much."

nate grabs me by my wrists, startling me a bit but he has my full attention. "mia, don't worry. i got this under control." he says before kissing my lips. 

i smile into the kiss, i couldn't help but always melt under his touch. "okay, okay." i nod, pulling away. i hear a honk meaning my uber was outside. "i'll text you when to come over." i tell him as i grab my suitcases. i give my boyfriend another kiss before struggling through the door as he watched and laughed under his breath. 

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"mia!" dad greeted me as soon as i stepped through the front door. i dropped my bags and hugged him. "i was getting worried you weren't going to come, usually you come earlier." he said when we pulled apart.

i flash him a fake smile, "sorry. i had some work i wanted to finish up before i came here." i lied. i looked behind him and saw bryan. 

"hey big brother," i made my way over to him. "long time no see."

he snorted, "yeah."

dad looked behind the door then back at me. "where's shawn?" 

i froze, turning to face him. "uh, he's with his family, but that's something we'll talk about at dinner tonight." i send bryan a nervous look and he just shrugs back at me.

dad looks at me furrowing his eyebrows like he wanted to say something. "well, um... okay then. you just get your stuff situated. bryan help your sister."

bryan groaned and i laughed, handing him the heaviest bag i had. 

"what the fuck is in here, mia? bricks?" he groans as we go up the stairs. i giggle. "so, is nate still coming over?" bryan asks when we are safely in my room. 

i nod, "i'm so scared. dad's not going to take this well at all. he really liked shawn."

"you're an adult mia, you're twenty one for fucks sake. you're not a teen anymore, you're allowed to do what you want." 

"yeah, you're right." i sigh. i feel him place his big hand on my shoulder. 

"i got your back mia dont worry." 

"thanks, ugly." i smile towards him. bryan rolls his eyes. "so, about this girlfriend you have..." i say with a smirk. 

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nate's pov

i looked in the mirror, fixing the tie around my neck. 

"all ready for dinner with your girlfriend?" i could hear the mock in swazz's voice but i ignore it.

"yup." i reply. 

"don't screw this up."

i roll my eyes, "shut up, i'm good with parents. mary jane's loved me."