Does Hate Fade? -Nathan Sykes

Chapter 17

📝A/N) Not a very long chapter, but I wanted to get this published for you guys. It was my birthday yesterday and I'm celebrating it practically all weekend. I won't have time to update, So I thought I'd get it done tonight for you!

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~Thursday~

"Nath." I squealed, while laying in his bed. He was attacking my neck with kisses, the kisses pleasured me but tickled me. In case you hasn't noticed, I'm awfully ticklish. He was being really clingy lately. He hasn't left my side since I found the music room. I wasn't complaining though. His lips trailed up my jawline and then connecting with mine. His hands roamed my body and I knew he wanted to go further. I wanted to, but i'm scared. I'm scared that once he gets what he wants, he's going to leave me. That he's just going to dump me. I'm not even sure if there is an us? I pulled back slightly and looked him in his eyes.

"What are we?" I asked feeling a little embarrassed.

"What?" He chuckled slightly.

"Like are we together? Are we just friends that have feelings for each other? What are we?" I giggled.

"Well, you're mine. And only mine." he smirked at me before burying his head In my neck once again. I felt the smile grow on my face. I'm his.

"And you're mine." I replied as he began kissing my neck again.

"Nathan.." I moaned slightly as he hit my sweet spot. He groaned into my neck and began sucking and nibbling gently. I tangled my fingers in his hair and tugged every so often. He pulled away and smirked at me.

"I love giving you hickeys. It shows you're mine. My-" he pause for a second and smiled before carrying on. "Girlfriend." He said softly while brushing my cheek with his thumb "I like the sound of that." He winked.

"Nathan Sykes. My boyfriend? How will I cope." I giggled.

"Shut it Pond. You staying tonight?" He smirked.

"Why not? Don't forget we're going on that double date tomorrow."

"How could I forget. Let me just text mum a second." He got up off the bed and began searching for his phone.

"Why where is she?" I asked,
making conversation.

"No idea. Probably out with a friend." He shrugged. He started to get really frustrated because he couldn't find his phone.

"Nathan. Calm down. Where did you leave it?" He thought for a second before answering.

"I definitely left it right there." He said pointing to his desk. "Fuck sake." He muttered under his breath.

"Nathan, it's a phone. It'll pop up." He huffed at my comment and jumped back into the bed with me. His eyes met my neck and he chuckled slightly. "What?"

"You can already see it." His thumb brushed across my neck where he had left the mark, giving me goosebumps.

"Good." I smirked at him. He jumped on top of me, with one leg either side and lifted the blanket over us and connected his lips to mine. I've never felt like this before. I think I'm falling too deep, too fast.

~Friday~

"Anthony's here!" Lydia shouted up the stairs.

"We'll be there now." I yelled back. I looked back at a smartly dressed Nathan and smiled. "Ready?"