You saved me, now save yourself

<P>''Nathan.'' I moaned loudly, wanting him to quickly remove the pain he was sticking inside of me.<BR><BR><BR>''Stop struggling.'' He ordered in an annoyed manner, paying all his attentionto my lips.<BR><BR>I winced in pain when he removed the needle from my bottom lip, making me tremble slightly.<BR><BR>''I can't believe I let you pierce my lip.'' I groaned, keeping my mouth open at the taste of blood. </P>

<P>He chuckled and turned away from me making me roll my eyes, he turned back to me with a stud in his hand. Never let anyone pierce your own lip, I'd rather have payed £20 pound at a piercing shop than let my boyfriend leave my lip in pain, but he insisted, like the good hearted person he is he jumps at the chance of sticking a needle through a part of his girlfriends face.<BR><BR><BR>Nathan smirked as he pulled my lip further to him, only making my face ache even more than it already did, I swear to God if my face turns out demented I will end up pushing him off a cliff, head first. ''Shit!'' He spat, his face looking worried, I widened my eyes in panic. ''Joking.'' He laughed, winking straight at me. <BR><BR>''I really do wonder why I don't hurry up and dump you.'' I joked, pulling away from him when the stud went in.<BR><BR>''Because you love me.'' He sang like a little kid who just got his favourite ice-cream. I watched as his eyes formed into sad ones and he sat down in front of me on my bed. <BR><BR>''Does Jelly not love NatNat?'' He asked, tears coming into his eyes. I hated him for that, he could make himself cry so easily I guess it's a gift.<BR><BR>''No.'' I said sternly, obviously joking.<BR><BR><BR>''Jelly make NatNat sad.'' He whined in an upset tone and fell back onto my bed. He always called me Jelly, weird I know. My name's Angelica but Nathan calls meJelly for some odd reason, who knows what's going on in that boys mind.<BR><BR><BR>I sighed and pushed myself up from the chair I was sat on and fell down on top of Nathan.<BR><BR>''Jelly loves Nathan forever.'' I told him, pushing a hand through his mess of blonde curls, which automatically fell back onto his pale face. Nathan was always quite a pale person which I teased him about a lot, he's tall as well with a smile to die for and acid blue eyes. He's not the mot hottest guy in the world il admit but im blessed to even have him as a friend, yet alone a boyfriend.<BR><BR><BR>''Does Jelly love NatNat more than swiss roll?'' Nathan interrupted my serious thinking with his lame question.<BR><BR>''Jelly thinks NatNat's a weirdo.'' I replied, a laugh escaping from my lips. Nathan frowned which only made him look so much more attractive than he did before.<BR><BR>''If Jelly doesn't love NatNat more than swissroll, NatNat may have to tickle Jelly all over.'' He whispered, pulling my body further to him. <BR><BR>I dropped my hand from his hair and pressed my head into his chest. ''I love you more than swissroll.'' I declared, Nathan knew I had an obsession with swissroll it's like my drug so he was probably honored to hear I love him more than my drug, it's silly realy but we always act like this were not really the serious type of people. Nathan's like a child, he could make the mot saddest, serious news into something funny. He never takes anything seriously but that's what I love about him, I need someone like that to save me from my serious ways. <BR><BR><BR>Im sort of a people pleaser and a bit of a rule follower, ok so a lot of a rule follower. I never stay up past 9pm, I dress appropriately, I pray 3 times a day and im always organised. Im not really the type for parties or even celebrations like christmas. I play along though, try my best to follow the crowd, Nathan's the only person who actually knows the person I hide inside of me, he's like the extra chocolate to my swissroll if that makes sense. He seems to make everything better and if you knew me you would know that it takes a lot to make me feel better. Nathan's actually the only one who knows about my past, people in my college just think of me as the serious, quiet type of person but I really am a happy creature inside. </P>

<P>Infact I was Mrs happy go lucky until I reached year 11 in high school and that's all because of one person. My Dad's ex-bestfriend, I remember him doing things to me when I was little but I never thought about it until he became a supply teacher at my high school. My Dad moved our family away from our old neighbour hood when I was 10because of his bestfriend Alfie, he babysat me when I was younger and that's when things started to happen. Like when we played 'dress up' and he purposely watched me strip down to an inch of clothing, or when he touched me in places and told me who ever made a noise first lost the game but that's only because my parents were in the house, of course me being about six at the time how was I supposed to know what Alfie was doing was wrong?<BR><BR><BR>My Dad walked in on him 'playing that game' with me and Alfie never talked to my Dad again, my Dad's always been over protective since then. But in year 11 Alfie made his way into the school and had a fake teacher's job, I told Nathan everything since he was my friend at the time and I have never seen Alfie since then.</P>