NF Imagine

~Part 14- Resolution and First Day of College

Caroline's POV:

Nate and I pulled away from our hug and looked at each other waiting for the other to say something. And as I was about to say something Sammy came inbetween us, making us laugh. I pet him and asked, "You like Nate right?" Nate chuckled, "I would hope so, otherwise I think he would be barking at me." I giggled, "I know, I just thought because Sammy came up to us, he wanted our attention." Nate replied, "I think he is just a dog that wanted to be pet." I smiled at him softly and started to giggle to myself.

~Tomorrow~

When I woke up, Nate was smiling at me. I sat up rubbing my eyes and looked up and down seeing he is only wearing sweat pants. I started to get up and I tried to walk to the bathroom, but Nate stood in front of me holding my waist and I touched his chest smiling wearily at him. He kissed me, but I pushed him away walking into the bathroom, closing the door and leaning against the other side. I sighed and started to feel tears fill my eyes, but I forced them to stay back making my throat hurt.

*Later*

After getting ready to go to school Nate drove me to the college. I stared out the window the entire time, praying that my tears that tried to escape earlier this morning wouldn't come flowing out.

Finally, we reached the school and Nate parked in a space close to the building. I turned to him asking, "Are you coming in with me?" Nate nodded and undid his seatbelt while I got my backpack. He undid my belt too and walked around to my door and opened it for me holding out his hand for me to take. I placed my tiny hand into his and I stood up walking with him after he locked the car. We reached the doors to the college and Nate opened the door for me and we walked into the lobby. I turned to him and hugged him tightly whispering, "I love you." Nate sighed, "I love you, too." He loosened his grip around me and leaned back smiling sweetly at me. I looked down at my feet, feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks. Nate started to walk backwards, our hands leaving each other's and he turned around to walk out the door.

I deeply sighed and walked down the ramp to find my first classroom. I came to a large staircase and looked at the people walking down. As I was about to walk up I was pushed onto the stairs hitting my knees on the ceramic. People stopped and stared, making me look around and when I finally saw behind me I saw a guy that looked familiar. He gave me his hand and I reached out and took it, letting him help me up and I turned to him looking into his eyes. I gasped, "Brandon?" He nodded saying, "Yeah, it's me." I blinked rapidly staring at his entire body, seeing he looked slightly different. I hugged him and he hugged back, his arms wrapping around me smoothly letting me feel his muscular torso. I let go of him and asked, "Why didn't you tell me you go here?" He said, "I didn't think it was important, you never told me you were coming here." I looked at him smiling slightly and said, "Today is my first day." He looked shocked in a good way and asked, "Do you need help finding your classes?" I nodded, "I have no idea where these rooms are." He chuckled, "I think the first one is up here." He started up the stairs and I followed him close behind looking at his back seeing the muscles move underneath his t-shirt. I blushed at my behavior for staring at him in a way I should only notice Nate.

We made it to the floor of the classroom I was supposed to be in. I walked up to the door and I paused. I looked back at Brandon and said, "Thank you." He smiled at me saying, "You're welcome." I blushed again at his beautiful smile, shaking my head at the ridiculous thoughts racing through my head. I pushed open the door and turned around seeing Brandon walk off. I let the door close fully before I walked to my seat and waited for the professor.

~Later~

As the professor was still giving his lesson, I started to remember my miscarriage seeing every image of what had happened during that time. I started to shake and felt tears fill my eyes, making me put my head down. Soon, I heard my professor call my name and I looked up at him. I wanted to tell him I needed to be excused, but no words came out. I stood up and just ran out of the room hearing him shout my name, not turning back. I reached a bathroom opening the door and made it to the last stall locking it, sitting on the floor crying to myself in a corner.

Awhile later, I heard someone ask, "Are you alright?" I responded, "No, I'm not." She then asked, "Can I come in?" I stood up and unlocked the door, letting her in, relocking the door and sitting down in the corner again. She sat with me listening to every word I had to say, nodding along with me in response. After my story, she stood up and told me, "Your husband is right, you need to be strong and take care of yourself." I nodded and said, "I realize that, but I love him and being without him is tough." She nodded and responded, "I understand a miscarriage is hard, but you can't let it ruin your relationship." I stood up and said, "I won't let it, I will love him even when I'm dead." She looked at me with genuine sweetness hearing my determination to make our love last.

Soon, the girl unlocked the door and walked out, turning back to me saying, "C'mon, let's get you back to class." I nodded and let her lead me out of the bathroom back to my room. I hugged her and she hugged back, but then let go and said, "Bye, see you around." I was about to ask for her name, but she walked away too fast, so I walked back in the classroom.