The Demons In My Head

Chapter 23

These past two weeks have been incredible. Not only am I back with the boys, but I can finally walk on my leg, and arm is now free from the cast! Woo! I still have the stupid boot, but at least I'm not in that wheelchair anymore!

Everyone has been very kind and welcoming. Many fans have delivered flowers and 'get well soon' presents and treats the the fanmail address, and I have to admit, I got really teary eyes.

Today is a beautiful Saturday afternoon. The sun is shining bright and warm in the London sky, something you don't see everyday. I sit in the backyard, on the gorgeous patio furniture in my shorts, my "Love Life" crop top and my awkward boot. My hair is up in a messy bun, and my sunglasses sit firmly on my face. I hold my book in my hands, eager to finish The Faults In Our Stars book before the movie comes out, which I am dragging Nathan to.

"Good morning," Jay's voice greets from behind me. I turn around, looking at a very summery-looking Jay and smile. He's wearing a black tank top, which is quite low in the armpits, and his khaki shorts. A blue bandana a fan purchased for him is tied around his forehead, while another is tied on his left wrist. On his right wrist, homemade bracelets made by more fans are tied securely around them.

"Hello Jay, I thought I'd get some reading done," I say, marking my page and closing it, setting it down on the table.

"How's your leg?" he asks, taking a seat across from me.

"Oh, it's good, still a little achy, but I should have it off quite soon," I smile, "are the others still sleeping?"

"Siva took Nareesha and Mylo out to the park, Tom is at Kelsey's and Max and Nath are still sleeping," Jay answers, fidgeting with his bracelets.

"Oh, okay."

It's very awkward between Jay and I. We never really talk, and when we do talk, it never lasts long. The only boy, besides Nath, I really bond with is Max.

"I'm gonna walk to Starbucks, it might be good for my leg. Do you want anything?" I ask, breaking the awkward silence.

"Oh, no thank you, but wake up Nath, he'd probably want to go."

I walk back into the house, grabbing my book. Sadly, I still walk with a limp, but I mostly blame this clunky boot. I limp my way up the stairs, and open the door to Nathan's bedroom. He's just waking up.

"Well good morning sunshine," I laugh, hopping on the bed beside him, rubbing his messy morning hair.

"You're chipper this morning," he moans, rubbing his eyes with his fists. He stretches his arms above his head, and I quickly smack his belly.

"Yes I am. I want to walk to Starbucks, wanna come with me?" I ask, rubbing my lips back and forth against his.

"Mmm, okay, give me a few minutes so I can get dressed?" He sighs against my lips.

I kiss them before he gets up, grabbing a pair of shorts and a tank top. I never see him wear these types of clothes, but he should wear them more often, he looks sexy.

"Stop staring, you're making me feel uncomfortable," Nathan jokes as he pulls on his shirt.

"You're sexy, it's hard not to," I shrug. I hold out my hands and Nathan pulls me up. We make our way downstairs, and out the front door to Starbucks.

We walk hand in hand down the busy Saturday afternoon traffic. Every once in awhile, Nathan asks if my leg is okay, and I always answer yes.

We finally make it to Starbucks, and we stand in line.