abused & rescued ↣ nathan sykes

Moving (Part 1)

Nathan's POV:

Kayla was blow drying her hair in a fluffy light pink towel in the bathroom. Her towel was being held up by a pastel green hair clip. I very quietly tip toed behind her while she finished curling her hair. She set her curling iron down and I wrapped my arms around her waist. She wrapped her hand around my wrists and rubbed tiny circles in them,

"Hello." I whispered. I kissed her neck as she giggled,

"Hi." She giggled back. She pulled away from me and turned off her iron. She walked into the bedroom and opened her wardrobe. She rocked herself back and forth before picking an outfit made out of a pastel lace yellow long sleeves dress, white tights, and white heels she walked back into the bathroom and gently pushed me out. She moved her finger back and forth while she smiled,

"No peeking." She giggled. I pouted then ruined it with a smiled as she shy the door. I myself just kept the same trousers and trainers on as yesterday then slipped on a black tshirt. I fiddled with my hair and fixed my fringe. Kayla came out of the bathroom looking as beautiful as ever. She pulled her long, curly brunette hair over her shoulders and touched herself up before grabbing her phone an coat,

"Ready?" I asked her as I grabbed the keys, coat and my phone. She nodded and put on her glasses as we walked through the door and into her car. We drove to the house and parked. We walked inside and he boy helped me pack. Us being boys just threw my clothes in my suitcase.