Secrets...

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Rikki's P.O.V:

I was drawing silenty, wearing my PJ's, which consisted of a yellow waves are free vest, cropped black leggings, my Stich slippers and a eray of rubber braclets, from sesame street to Bob Marley. As i was saying I was drawing silently, i draw a lot better in the night because thats when all my emotions come out. As i draw, my little sister pops into my head, so sweet, so innocent. A picture of an angel turns into . A stray tear escapes from my eye, i miss her so much. Just then a hand touch my back lightly. 

I put my head down knowing exactly who it is, i dont want him to see me cry. So i fight back the tears, 'what do you want?' i ask bluntly trying not to let out any emotion. ' Why do you always do that' he asks grumpily but only whispering. ' What', ' Your attitude towards me, you never have an emotion, its always, blunt and sharp.' he says a little bit louder i quiet him down. ' Lies, the worlds built on lies, so to prevent me harming anything, or anyone to that matter i keep all my thoughts to myself.' Now i really feellike Katniss Everdeen. ' You dont have to be like Katniss Everdeen, your not the only one who's read them. He sits down next to me, we get talking, i feel like i can tell this boy anything. Before, i knew it I was telling him about my dad, my sister and my mother. ' He he he, he killed her'  i stammer, whilst i bring my knees to my chest and my head to my knees. He touches my arm, the first sort of contact i have had with a boy since i was little.

I've never had my first kiss, only ever hugged a boy once, a boy touched my cheek once aswell. But im eighteen and i have never kissed a boy. I am sad, i shift over to my left a bit only for him to follow. My head is still buried between my knees, Nathan senses the unease and releases his arm from mine. ' Whats the matter with me touching your arm' he asks so suttle ' Bad experience'  i say quietly ' You can tell me' he says his voice so warm. Again i can't stop myself from speaking, so i tell him. Whilst i am talking to him, i am so distracted by his eyes, them lovely green eyes, i didn't even notice his arm strech round me. I notice, like it and snuggle up to him, his eyes light up. ' Your warm' he whispers, i can practically feel his breath on my neck. 

I look up at him and stare into those beautiful green eyes, its like our minds are connected, because ou heads both lean in and we kiss. Its quite romantic actually. ' I have to go to bed now,' he whispered in my ear. His breath warm, he wonders off to his little cubby hole. That night i stay up drawing, A girl with firey red hair, with her heart in her hand, and a boy, with the same green eyes as Nathan, sewing it back together. It has meaning, and isn't going to be shown to anyone.  I feel a connection between me and Nathan. I fall with my headphones in, not in the cubby hole though. I get real claustraphobic. 

I am woken up by someone poking my arm. I guess its Demi so i just slap who ever it is round the face. What comes out of supposdly Demi's mouth isnt her voice, its a Bolton accent, i immeadiatly open my eyes ' What do you want' i growl ' Well thats no way to greet a person, you have just hit in the face.' he said. ' Sorry, what time is it' i ask. ' 7am' ' What why did you wake me up this early' i moan ' Well you need to get ready, into something comfy, we have to do alot of walking today.' he says and pushes me towards my suitcase, I get changed, in the room at the end, like i did                                   yesterday.

I got changed into skinnies, my cropped ATL top, Dirty Work dog tag, ATL rubber wristbands, a denim waistcoat and american flag converse. Demi is wearing a BVB t-shirt, a leather jacket, black skinnies and supras, Nessie is wearing faded grey jeans, a white hollister top,black converse and a Come to the dakside, we have cookies hoodie. Demi is trying to impress Tom, Ness Max and i guess im trying to impress Nathan, a little bit, its just I cant help but keep thinking of that kiss last night. I wonder what today will bring...

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