Getting on campus, I headed straight to my professor's office to submit my assignment with Jace still at the back of my mind. I still had been trying to reach him on my way to school. By afternoon, I was done with my lectures. I sat on a bench under a tree to check if he had called back but he still hadn't. Many thoughts ran through my mind; most of which were bad but I dismissed them.
Just when I was thinking of what to do next, i raised my head and saw Nathan –Jace's best and closest friend– heading my way.
I let out a breath I wasn't even holding. I was partly relieved. At least, I had seen Nathan. This feeling was short lived when I saw the look etched on Nathan's face.
Now, he was walking at a slower pace in my direction. He seemed to also be thinking as his brows knot and unknot. For someone who is so jovial and amiable with a contagious smile usually plastered on his face, something was 'really' wrong.
I had a bad feeling. He was almost always usually with Jace.
When he got to where I was, I could saw his eyes glimmering with moisture. I prepared myself for d worst, but what came out of his mouth was not nearly close to what I could have expected......
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How Much He Means To Me
Teen FictionNathan laid on the loveseat with his leg hanging out of the chair arm. It must be really uncomfortable since he is 6ft5... Strong jawlines, long lashes, pink delicious looking lips and a nice haircut. his arms looked strong with twitching muscles cl...
