The Life Of Mia Parker

Chapter 30

"Please let me help you." I asked Nate as I watched him chop up some vegetables.

Once we made it to his house. Nate quickly got out ingredients and started cooking. At first I didn't bother to help him because I can't cook to save my life but just watching him I felt useless.

"No. You said you can't cook."

"Yeah but I'm sure I can peel a potato." Nate turned to look at me and debated with himself about me helping or not. But giving him the puppy dog eyes, which made him laugh, he gave in.

"Fine."

I walked up to him to grab the peeler and started peeling the potatoes. As I was peeling, Nate watched me closely.

"What are you doing?" He asked, looking down at me strangely.

"Peeling the potato."

"Are you?" He laughed as he picked up the little pieces of potato skin. I know I'm pathetic.

"Okay, okay, I know I'm slow but I'm learning."

"You're not slow. You're doing it wrong."

"What?"

He put his hands out for me to past the potato and peeler to him. He then started to demonstrate. "You're peeling upwards, when you should be peeling downwards."

"Oh." I said, embarrassed. He then past back the potato and peeler. I started peeling the potato again but the way he showed me. It was so much easier. Once he was satisfied with my peeling skills, he went back to cooking the chicken.

Putting all my concentration on peeling the potatoes, I didn't think much about me being alone with Nate. It felt like how it use to be, just two friends hanging out.

After we made the dinner and by we I mean Nate, we went to go sit in the conservatory to eat it. We could see the the little snow flakes covering the garden, which was beautiful.

"So what's your plan for Christmas?" Nate asked as he sat down on the chair opposite me.

"Well, we were thinking about going back to Dorton but because it's going to be our first Christmas here in rosewood, we decided to celebrate it here."

"That's cool." He smirked.

Why did he smirk? Does he want me to stay in rosewood for Christmas? Okay. I can't do this. I thought I could ignore these feelings and carry on as friends but I think I need to tell him how I feel. I've felt like this for a while now and I know my feelings aren't going away any time soon. Especially when we spend time alone like this. God, I love it when we spend time alone. He's smart and understanding, he just knows what to say. He doesn't judge me, he doesn't care when people judge him. And then there's the little things, his adorable laugh and his gorgeous smile and the faint dimple that comes with it.

"You okay? You look like you're having some intense thoughts." He laughed.

"What? Me? No!"

He looked at me suspicious. Like he knew what I was thinking. So taking a deep breath, I said it.

"I like you. Like, like you like you."

Nate just looked at me and said nothing. He then started smiling. Still smiling he got up and took both our dirty plates in the kitchen. He left me sitting here alone. Annoyed, I followed him into the kitchen where he was washing both dishes.

"Hey you can't just leave like that! That just rude. I mean you could have just said you don't like me back but walking away just leaving me to regret what I did, that hurts. I tried to hold it in for our friendship. I spent nights reassuring myself that me keeping quiet was the best option but because I have so much trust in you I thought that if I do tell you, you'll be nice about it or maybe even like me back-"

Nate then takes off the pink rubber gloves he wore and got hold of my face before gently placing his lips on my mine. When we pulled away from each other I couldn't help but be in shock. He kissed me.

"I do like you. Like, like you like you." He said with a smile.