Amour Doux (Nathan Prescott)

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"—and he said 'get in the car, Robin.'" I say as Nathan and I approach the hallway to his dorm room and we both laugh to the not-so-funny joke I recently heard on some anti-joke website. He opens the door to the hallway and we both suddenly stop as we notice two girls standing there, Max and Chloe.

"What the fuck are you doing in my dorm?!" Nathan yells out, stomping forward. The girls begin to back away with no reply and scared faces as Nathan approaches. "You're such a nosy bitch, Max!" Nathan grows angry.

"Nathan!" I yell in a weak attempt to stop him.

"Stop right there, Nathan!" Max yells to him, Chloe jumping in front of him and holds him back.

"Make me, ho!"

I begin to walk to Nathan, thinking maybe I could intervene and stop him, but Warren, wearing a shiny black eye, suddenly pops out and pushes Nathan back, defending his queen Max. "Max, I got this." he readies himself for an inevitable fight.

"Get the fuck outta my face." Nathan hisses as he gains closer to Warren, who takes a deep breath, grabbing Nathan by the shoulders and smashing his head against Nathan's nose, knocking him to the ground. Warren stumbles back some, holding his hand over his forehead and groaning in pain.

"Enough!" I shout, but to no avail as Nathan pulls out a gun.

"You are so fucking dead!"

"Nathan!" I yell in shock just before Warren kicks the gun out of his hand, jamming his foot into Nathan's side multiple times.

"Get off me!" Nathan yells, but Warren falls to his knees, smashing his bare fists into Nathan's Face. Shock had already taken over at that point leaving me to helplessly stand and watch.

"You like to hurt people, huh?" Warren began to speak, Nathan holding his arms up in an attempt to defend himself, grunting and moaning in pain. "Like Max? Like Kate? Like me? HUH? Feel this, Motherfucker!" Warren shouts. Once neither Chloe or Max stopped him, I pushed myself out of this frozen stance and forced myself to Warren, screaming, tears coming to my eyes as I watched Nathan's helpless, pained look. I dug my nails into Warren's shoulders and eventually pried him off, which left a downed, bruised and bleeding Nathan rolling on the ground in pain.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I screamed out, looking to the group of three, holding Nathan's face between my hands. "Get the fuck out!!" I shout, turning back to Nathan. Chloe grabs the gun Nathan dropped and they all scurry out.

"Shit man, this really hurts...!" Nathan whines.

"I know... I know, i'm so sorry. Fuck..." I carefully as possible caress his cheek as he begins to cry from the pain. "Shh... come on, let's get you to your room. Come on, baby." I help him stand and he wraps his arm over my shoulder as he limps his way to the room, falling on his bed once we make it inside. I had to take a moment to look at everything inside, it was all so dark and twisted, but i'm not surprised to see it inside Nathan's room.
I sigh, turning on the lamp and plopping on the bed neck to him as he curled up against the wall, covering his face.
"Come here, let me see." I pull his hands away and examine the wounds. My face cringes as I look at all the swelling and blood. "Fuck..." I whisper aloud.

"Fucking burns like fire, man. And it's throbbing." he whimpers out.

"I know, let me go get some ice or something. Do you have a fridge in here?"

"No but I think the dude across the hall does. He gives me beers all the time."

"Alright, I'll be right back."

I walk out, knocking on the door across from Nathan's greeted by a tall boy with dark hair. "Hi." I smile.

"Yo, Sophie! What're you doing here?"

"I'm with Nathan, he's really fucked up. Could I possibly get something cold?"

"Sure thing." he opens the door allowing me to enter. "So he's fucked up again, huh? What'd he take this time?"

"Nothing, he was beat up..."

"Woah, Nathan Prescott got jumped?"

"Kinda. Warren went total ape shit on him and beat his face to a pulp... I just froze and couldn't do anything... I feel so fucking guilty."

"Oh shit, dude! Here..." He reached down to the mini fridge and pulled out two beers. "One for his face, and one for you, lady. So, you and Nathan a thing now?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Well, for one, you two are like, always together, and y'know... that." he points to a hickey on my neck.

"Oh..." I laugh nervously. "Yeah I mean, I guess so. I'd like to think so." I begin to blush.

"Awww, you really like that weirdo, dont'cha?"

"Maybe a little." I laugh. "Hey, thanks for the beer. I owe you."

"Yeah, tell that to Nathan next time I ask for a score." he says as I walk out the door, back to Nathan. I hand him the beer and help him position it over his face as I crack open mine, taking a quick sip. I lay on my side, propping my head up with my arm and watch Nathan as he struggles to hold the bottle up.

"Thanks." he says with his eyes squeezed shut.

"It's no problem."

He sighs. "No, seriously, thanks for everything. You've always been by my side, as corny as that sounds. Just seeing your cheesy little smile and hearing those dumb jokes and that fuckin' sexy accent everyday makes me... fuckin' horny." we both laugh. "Kidding, but it all makes me... really fucking happy."

"That's so sweet, i'm glad I can make at least you happy." I smile.

"Oh, is that what you think of me? Sweet?"

"Pft—no, you're bat-shit crazy! But I feel the same."

"Seriously? You're not just saying that to make me feel better?"

"No way. I really really like you."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Shit, you're the first."

"I doubt that." I laugh, picking myself up and scooting closer to him, leaning against the wall beside him.

"I must be lucky or something." he laughs, then looks to me. "Hey, so... I've been meaning to ask..."

"Shoot."

"Do you wanna, er, maybe like, date or something?"

AHHHH!!! My heart is beating like crazy! It feels like it's about to jump out of my chest to drown Nathan in kisses! Of course I want to date you, stupid! OH MON DIEU!!!

"Sure." I simply reply, Nathan unable to see due to the dim light and swollen eye, but my cheeks start burning with passion as the blood quickly rushes to them. Nathan laughs nervously with a goofy smile.

"Cool." we both smile, sitting awkwardly in silence for the next few peaceful and joyous moments.