Catching love notes

Chapter 5 part 2

Chapter 5 part 2

We have almost finished the work our maths teacher set. Nathan thought it would be easier to lye down on his bed to fill the sheets out. I decided to sit up next to him so I could see his answers clearly. we have to put the same points as part of the project.

Turns out Nathan is a surfer, he goes down to the beach regularly, even during winter and do what he loves best. I've never been myself, but he describes it as an incredible feeling. from the passion in his eyes and voice, I believe him.

Surfing must be something very important to him. it's like when I dance, although I'm a one trick pony and can only do ballet, when I dance it feels incredible, I get a rush of adrenaline, desperate for my applause.

He has a range of boards. he's told me about the ones he got and the ones he's sold on. he has a real talent for story telling. his words are almost as captivating as his eyes.

" So what's your hobby?" his eyes flickered to my milk chocolate ones.

"Well, I dance ballet." I smile at him.

He stretches his arms up, settling them behind his head with a quick flex.

"Don't stare at me"

"Sorry" i squeak out, I then blush and fluster around settling my eyes upon the old, blue dream catcher above.

He notices my sudden interest.

"I've had it since I was five years old."

I turn round to look at his face. his beautiful structure was facing towards the dangling blue object in reminiscence.

I let out a soft girlish squeal, kinda like and awrrrrwww. I said girlish, I never claimed it was attractive.

"That's really sweet. it looks old."

"Yeah, I used to get nightmares- he said with a dark undertone.- it works, I've never had a nightmare since"

He paused for a moment, still deeply transfixed with the dream catcher.

" I don't really dream at all."

He then abruptly got up. causing the bed to shift slightly, but just enough for me to loose balance. I spread my hands out to save myself.

I'm constantly falling around this guy. he must think I'm some weirdo, as I don't even have an excuse.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Yeah, sure, what have you got?"

A bit of a dumb question, on my part, as usual as all dorms come with complimentary cartons of apple, orange and black current juice.

"Apple, orange or black current juice?"

"Apple please."

He tosses the carton directly at me, scrambling and clawing at the air I manage to catch the carton. feeling pretty pleased with myself I pop the hole and take a victory gulp.

"You know you gulp a lot."

Nathan came and sat down beside me.

I blushed at his remark. do I really gulp a lot? there's no way. -I gulped- oh crap I just did it then.

"Even when you're not drinking anything, you're a strange one."

Damn his observational skills! Feeling brave I did a sneak peak at his expression. To my surprise I find two intense orbs staring directly at me.

My blush deepens.

He slowly shuffles closer.

I can feel the bed shift as he nudges forward.

His warm hand rests, supporting himself, on my knee.

His face is no more than a couple of inches away from mine. The other hand slowly reaches up to cores my cheek, it soon trails down to under my chin. a slight tug forces my eyes to meet his.

I feel like I'm in a dream.

His blonde tips brush against my face, slightly tickling me as he leans in closer.

My heart beat has reached the point of near explosion. my palms feel sweaty and I can't seem to process any simple thought to distract myself. only him. I can only think of him. I can only imagine the scarlet blush burning across the whole of my face.

His lips part, warm breath temps my thoughts to trail into dangerous territory.

I close my eyes, our noses touch. the tension is almost suffocating, but I still couldn't move. I was like a deer in headlights.

"Do I make you nervous?"

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So sorry it's late and full of mistakes. it's really really short as I've got exams and stuff to do :( I love you so much I hope you like it regardless again I'm so sorry xxxxxxxxxxxxx