Chapter 5:
We were kissing. Literally kissing. I didn't know how to respond at first but then my lips softened against his, but then he released. I slowly opened my eyes and saw Nate standing there with my lips slightly parted with his eyes wide open.
"What was that for?" I asked stunned of what had just happened.
"I uh... I thought I saw a paparazzi by the trees... we should go." He replied turning has back to me and made his way to the driver's seat door and shut it behind him. I returned to the passenger seat. The mood in to the car was silent, no sound what so ever, we could only hear the wind rushed past the car outside. When we pulled up at the house Nate slammed the door and hurried up the stairs and into the house not looking back. I myself was still gob smacked in the events that had just happened. I just entered the house and made my way to the kitchen and took a glass of water, I needed it, my head felt so heavy. Even though my bed is as comfortable as ever, I still get trouble sleeping. I think too much about what is happening back home in England. Thinking about whether my Aunt is okay, or my brother. But now it was going to be even harder for me to sleep because of Nate.
I walked over to the fridge and grabbed the jug of orange juice that was almost finished so I drank a little bit from the jug. I jumped up on the kitchen bench and leaned against the wall resting my head against it. I lifted my legs up so that the rested along the bench. If someone walks in here they would probably think I were a weirdo. I took more slips from the orange juice and just sat there thinking. Just at least trying to get my mind off everything that has happened in the past month or so. I would be going to college in a day but I didn't feel ready at all. I wanted to go home... but I couldn't, I have to stay. And even though I had only been here for a week, it had already felt like a year. And I was nowhere close to going home.
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I opened my eyes and found that I was in my bed. I was still in the same clothes as yesterday, but I remember being in the kitchen last, I certainly didn't come up to my room. I sat up in my sheets and looked around then got out of bed. Looking over to the clock it was already two twenty. I had a shower then put on a casual navy tank top and jeans then once again exited my room. If this was going to be my everyday routine it sure was boring. I checked my door but there was no note, of course there wasn't after what had happened yesterday. But there was something about today that seemed off. 'The Palace' seemed dark, lonely, quiet and empty. The walls in the hallway were white but seemed plainer and less light. I walked down the flight of stairs and looked around for anyone but there wasn't. I pulled out my phone and looked through the contacts and landed on Nate's name. My thumb hovered over the name but I hesitated but pressed it anyway. I brought the phone to my ear and waited. It rang five times and as I was about to hang up the other line connected.
"What?" He growled, and I flinched.
"I, um, just wanted to know where everyone was." I said quietly a little over a whisper.
"They won't be in today. I'm at work and you're disturbing me." Then the line went blank. Son of a bitch hung up on me.
I shoved the phone back on my pocket then walked into the kitchen to make breakfast more like a lunch breakfast. I walked over to the coffee machine and made myself a coffee. Coffee was going to be my new best friend since I never really had one before. I got out some cereal because I really couldn't be bothered making egg or anything. I took my fruit loops and coffee into the dining room and ate. I took my phone out and played some music pretty loudly. Boom Clap by Charli XCX
"Boom Clap
The sound of my heart
The beat goes on and on and on and on and
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