Nothing Left To Fear (Book 1 of 2)

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Brianna’s POV:

*Tuesday

Today was really boring. We did the same thing we do every morning: rehearsal. I loved the opportunity but I was getting bored with the normality at rehearsal. It was like someone sucked all the fun out of everybody. Everybody was strictly business all the time and I began to imagine what the tour would be like if things stayed like this. My mind definitely began to wander because I looked up and realized that I walked past the house. Luckily, I was only up the street so I just strolled back. When I got to the house, it was quiet which isn’t normal. I didn’t mind being home alone because it gave me time to think. I trudged up the stairs and got in the bath so I could relax. Before long, I was thinking about everything that came to mind, leading me to be in the tub for two hours. I liked being home alone because I could think out loud. However, once I started talking about Nathan, he appeared at the bathroom door. “What the hell Nathan! How’d you get in here?” I asked in complete shock. “You left the door unlocked and I thought there was a burglar.” He said nervously. “So, you walked in the house anyway?” “Well yeah, I wasn’t sure where you were since you weren’t responding to anybody.” I had no idea what he was talking about so I prepared to get out of the tub. “Uh, Nathan?” “Yeah.” “You gotta leave so I can get out.” I said softly. “Oh yeah.” He said and scattered out. I wrapped myself in a towel and went to my room. I guess Nathan thought that my room was the best place to go because there he was on my bed. I didn’t mind him being there so I just walked in, grabbed my phone, and sat down next to him. I opened my phone to see that everybody had called and texted. I felt bad having them concerned but before I could start replying to everybody, Nathan interrupted me. “I already texted everybody saying that you were home and didn’t have your phone.” “Aww, thanks Nathan.” I said before hugging him, while holding my towel. “You smell like vanilla.” He said after the hug. I didn’t wanna say anything stupid so I quickly said thanks and ran to get dressed.

I put on my jean shorts and black converse but couldn’t decide on what shirt, so I asked Nathan. I walked back into my room in just my bra and told him to pick out a shirt for me to wear. “Earth to Nathan! Pick a shirt.” “Oh yeah. Sorry.” He got up and walked into my closet. I waited for about ten minutes until he came back out with my “It's My Life” shirt. I hadn’t really worn this shirt a lot but I wore it because he picked it. Just for the fun of it, I pulled the shirt on slowly because I knew that Nathan was staring. Once I had the shirt fully on, I watched Nathan look in another direction. “Tease.” He said cheekily. “I know but I can’t help it. You make it so easy.” I whispered into his ear. I noticed him shiver and that made me giggle. I loved how I could make him nervous. Unfortunately he knew how to make me nervous. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I thought he was about to kiss me but instead, he started playing with the bottom of my shirt. Nathan not being forward with his intentions made me fall for him so much more because he kept things interesting. I started to feel weak in the knees because he was teasing me. I hated him getting the last tease, so I wrapped my arms around his neck before letting my hands run down his chest and end on his belt buckle. I knew he wanted more but I left him standing there because we had to go to the guys’ house.

“Come on Nathan. Don’t just stand there.” I said with a smile. He looked upset, so I grabbed his hand, entwined our fingers and walked downstairs to my car. What I didn’t know was that Nathan was hungry and wanted to spend time with me. So we ended up at Olive Garden. It was cute of him but the experience was a little awkward because the waiter kept staring at me. I knew that Nathan was getting upset so I squeezed his hand and he began to relax. After multiple interruptions, courtesy of Jeff, we started talking about the tour and how boring rehearsal has been lately. After some pasta and quite a lot of breadsticks, we left Olive Garden. It was getting late and Becca texted me saying that the girls were back at the house, so I dropped Nathan off and drove home. Once I got home, I got in the shower and then laid in bed. For some odd reason, I couldn’t go to sleep.  I decided to kill some time by checking twitter. It was the usual things about famous relationships, The Wanted, One Direction, and whatever else was big in the news now. There was one tweet that caught my eye: