Keeping His Secret (Life is Strange/Nathan Prescott fanfic)

Chapter 4

7:45 am, Saturday

The one and only, Nathan Prescott.

"Holy fuck." I whispered to myself.

I didn't think I was that fucked up last night. I can't remember anything after I started drinking with Nathan. Damn, I wish I could remember if he was actually good last night.

Sitting up too when you have a hangover is not a good idea. I quickly got light headed and landed back down on the bed. I raised my hands up to my head and sighed.

If there were ever a more wrong person to sleep with, Nathan was him.

I felt the bed shift a bit. When I opened my eyes, Nathan was lifting his head up and looking over at me.

"Oh," He chuckled. "Uh, hey Alivia."

"Yea hey." I said annoyed.

"What? Was last night not fun?" He laughed.

"I wish I remembered so I could tell you off." I laughed as well.

"We could always have round two," he smirked. "I promise you'll remember it this time."

"Nice try," I said getting up."your offer is adorable, but I have class."

"Maybe another time?" I heard him say, putting on my clothes.

"We'll see." I said, grabbing my bag and walking out the door.

Sneaking out of the boys dorm wasn't that hard. Especially cause the pervy security guard is always near the girls dorm. I left out the back door, then climbed over the gate out back. Once I was over the gate I walked down the sidewalk to the main entrance of the school.

I walked to Jefferson's class and sat down at my table with Courtney.

"So where did you and Nathan run off to last night?" She asked, leaning over to me.

"Why do you need to know?" I asked.

"Cause I thought you hated him," she said flustered. "People don't usually run. Off with people they hate."

"No, I found out Victoria started the whole thing."

"How did you filing out about that?" She asked.

"Nathan told me. But I'm not mad, I frankly couldn't care less."

"Ugh, whatever." She said looking back to the teacher.

I had a feeling this whole thing was set up. Maybe a way to make me hate Nathan. It doesn't matter. Courtney obviously knows that I slept with Nathan, I know it. I just can't wait until she tells Victoria. Is she jealous?

Jefferson basically gave a lecture on the beauty of capturing your thoughts in a picture, something like that. I wasn't listening.

When the class was over I walked over to Max's desk.

"That was boring as hell," I said. "Any good places that won't bore me to death? I don't have any other classes today."

"We could go see a movie?" She asked.

"Sounds good," I said. "Also I have much to tell you.

On our way there I explained to max all that happened.

"Damn, do you think..." She trailed off.

"Think what?" I asked.

"That he actually likes you?"

"The only things that boy likes are drugs and sex, trust me. He wouldn't be messing with me if I didn't put out." I said.

"Yeah, but he wants to do it again."

"It's only for the sex." I said grabbing Max's popcorn.

"You sure you don't want anything?" Max asked.

"No, I don't like sweets." I said.

11:45 am, Saturday

When Max and I finished the movie we walked back to me dorm. I said goodbye and went in my dorm. Still being pretty hung over I flopped on my bed.

I wanted to fall asleep but I didn't feel like I could. I sat up on the edge of my bed, reached into my dest and pulled out my jar. I rolled myself a joint and lit it.

I reached over to the window and opened it. I'm pretty sure if Nathan's dad owns the dorms no ones gonna care, but I like to be courteous.

I finished half and put it out on my ashtray. Feeling pretty tired now, I fell asleep.

2:05 pm, Saturday

I woke up to the sound of someone knocking on my door. Shit I hope it isn't security, nothing like getting kicked out your first week.

I opened the door and saw Nathan standing there.

"How the hell did you get in here?" I asked.

"Oh please, my dad owns these dorms." He said. "Can I come in?"

I opened the door wider so he could walk in. I shut the door and turned around, immediately he smashed onto my lips and I was against the door. The kiss lasted a hot 10 seconds, then I pulled away.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"I can't stop thinking about you." He said. "I know you don't remember it. I don't remember much more but still, I felt something."

"What you felt was your blood alcohol level," I scoffed, sitting on my bed. "Guys like you don't feel thing, it's just sex."

"That's what I thought, until last night." He sat next to me. "Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn't feel something when we kissed."

"I'll admit, it wasn't entirely meaningless. But still, what are you suggesting?"

"Trust me." He said leaning in to kiss me.

Warning, Sexual Content.

As we were making out, it slowly turned more passionate. He slowly pulled me farther on the bed, getting on top of me. His hands slid around my waist hesitantly.

I could tell he was being careful not to have a repeat of last time. Did he actually care?

His hand slowly slid down to my hips and moved to the front. He paused, "You want to?" He asked.

I nodded my head and felt his hand slip down my pants. He started kissing down my jaw and neck as his fingers slipped inside of me.

I have to admit, this did feel different from other guys. And to my surprise, he was actually good.

Things escalated quickly. It was unreal, unlike anything I'd ever felt before, yet still extremely passionate.

I guess I was being loud, because soon enough I heard the door swing open. Looking over Nathan I saw Victoria standing in the doorway in shock. All of a sudden she bursts out crying, slams the door, and screams.

I may have just pissed off this schools queen bitch, oops.