Why would he do this to me? I know I said he could move on but the looks of the date it’s only been two days.
‘Did I really hold him back like that?’ I asked myself.
By the time I reached home, my legs were achy. As I slowly reached my front door someone called my name. I turn around to see him running.
“Scott?” I said confused.
“Nat, what’s wrong?” Scott asked.
‘Really? Were you not paying attention? You were just locking lips with her.’ I thought to myself.
“Nothing.” I said dryly.
“It’s obviously something because you…” I cut him off with a kiss.
At first he was shocked then kissed back. I slowly broke the kiss wanting for air. I look up at him smiling, and then he pulled me into a hug.
“I thought you were over me.”
“I never got over you. I did find out who was starting the bullying.”
“Really, who?” I said happily.
“I will tell you but one condition.” My smile soon disappeared.
“What kind of condition?” I asked cautiously.
“Be my girlfriend again.”
“You were just kissing another girl just five minutes ago.”
“Nat, she kissed me. I know it sounds cliché but that’s what happened.”
“I don’t know Scott. The bullying would start again.” I said scared it would get worse.
“It’s okay. I’ll protect you, so please be mine again.”
“I…okay. I’ll be your girlfriend again.”
He smiled and kissed me gently on the lips.
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Guys I don't see this original going where I wanted it to go so I am going to end it here. I will post my Scirstie fan fic as soon as I can and I will not be posting everyday - it just puts too much stress on me. I will most likely post on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays with an occasionaly Saturday or Sunday. I hope you enjoyed my original. I might write another original but not for a while haha. Thanks for reading :)
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Curve Ball
RomanceNatalie Brooks just moved to Hollywood, California. She tries out for the varsity softball team and falls for the pitcher of the baseball team, Scott Russell. Will she get the guy of her dreams or will the catcher of the softball team, Lena McCarthy...