Rule Breakers

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN - THE RETURN

After such an amazing night with Nate the idea of school was actually painful. It's not even because of the lessons, they're fine, particularly science with Nate. No, what's painful is having to be face to face with Natalie, Blaine and Ethan as they bombard me with questions about my date with milkshake boy - the date I made up so they wouldn't find out who I was really out with. I can't bare lying but I also can't bare the idea of loosing them as friends because I broke the rules. 

I've come up with the perfect cover story for what I did with milkshake boy, Aaron, so I won't have to think on the spot. I think I've come up with an answer to pretty much every question that they could potentially ask me. Where did he take me? To the cinema. What did we watch? Whatever horror is out right now. What did he wear? Jeans and a shirt. What did I wear? Jeans and a top. Did he bring me flowers? No. Did I have fun? Not really. Will we be going out again? Definitely not. 

But now, it was school time. Cry! As I open the door to leave I'm shocked to find a tall figure standing in the doorway. Their hand is up as though they were about to knock on the door. I didn't have time to figure out who it was before I walked straight into there hard chest. 

"You need to watch where you're going, babe." The voice chuckled. I look up to see who it was and then I was pleasantly greeted with those emerald green eyes. Nate. He came back! 

"What are you-" My words are cut off when I'm pushed up against the wall with my arms held at either side of my head by Nate's hands. He looks at me a moment before pushing his lips against mine and kissing me, hard. His hands slid up my forearms until they reached my hands. They instantly locked together as they met. I smile against his lips letting this out of the blue kiss happen without hesitation. 

Reluctantly, Nate pulls away at the sound of movement beside us. I look in the direction of the movement to see my auntie Emily standing there with a smirk on her face. At the sight of her watching, I turn bright red and try my hardest to cover my face with my hair. Nate's hands were still either side of my head but I had dropped mine to my side, too embarrassed. 

"Am I about to get my arse whooped?" Nate asks my aunt, red creeping onto his cheeks. 

"Oh no, don't mind me." She says, trying her hardest not to giggle as she walked up passed us to head upstairs. "Continue." She adds once she's halfway up the stairs this time allowing a little laugh to escape her lips. I groan. 

"Sorry." Nate snickered. "I just can't get enough of you." He smirks, my heart explodes. 

"That's more than okay," I reply with a smirk. "We really need to go to school though." 

Nate sighs. "I suppose so." He drops his hands away and instantly, I want him to be close again. 

"On the other hand, being five minutes late won't hurt." I quickly say, grabbing his hand. Nate's eyes lit up, letting me know that he was down. 

I pull him into the living room, making sure to shut the door behind us. Nate follows suite as I lead him over to the sofa and push him onto it. Quickly I'm straddling his lap with my hands in his hair and his on my waist. We're kissing again and it's amazing. I never want to stop kissing Nate. 

Unfortunately, our fun was cut short again when I spot yet another figure watching us. When I see who it is I gasp. 

"Mum?" My voice comes out in a whisper, she's frowning with her arms crossed over her chest. Nate looks up from kissing my neck with a frown. 

"Is this some weird fetish that I'm just now finding out about?" He asks, I shake my head and nod towards my mother. Nate and I shoot up from the sofa and stand next to each other like two naughty kids who have just been caught stealing sweets.