Chapter Five

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Natalie's P.O.V

I wasn't going to lie. The things David had just said sparked something in my heart and I liked it. However, I ignored the feeling.

I kept one of my hands in David's and used the other to wipe the tears that were rolling down against my will.

"I love you, David," I said, not finding any other words that would be a suitable reply more than these.

I pulled him into the tightest hug ever, and he whispered in my ear, "I love you, Nat."

It hurt my heart that our I love you's both had different meanings.

David really was my source of everything. My happiness, confidence, they all came from him.

We pulled away from one of the warmest embraces I've been in for while, and David got up. He grabbed the pile of clothes I was holding earlier and smiled at me.

"I'll take care of those," He said, "You go out today. Call the girls or something, have a girls day, just get your mind off things," He continued and then left the room.

I was stunned. How didn't I notice that Dave had feelings for me earlier? He cared about me so much it almost scared me. Even I don't care about myself like that. I felt my stomach twist at the thought that I might break his heart someday. I'd honestly rather die than have that happen.

I sighed and walked out of the room and into mine. I grabbed my phone and dialed Corinna's number.

Laying down on my bed, I asked her if she wanted to hang out and she eagerly agreed. I then called Carly and Erin and they were down as well.

I threw my phone across the bed and slightly smiled to myself, maybe today will be a good day.

David's P.O.V

"Are you down to swim with sharks for a vlog?" I spoke into my phone as I placed the clothes in the laundry basket.

"David, are you still drunk?" Zane replied.

I walked out of the bathroom and into the living room. Then I sat down on the couch, "Don't worry, I did my research, apparently if you don't threaten them, they won't eat you."

Zane just laughed, "I mean, fuck it, I'll do it."

I laughed along and then I talked to him about details for a couple of minutes. After a good 10 minutes had passed, I hung up and went to check on Natalie to see if she had made any plans.

I knocked on her door and barely a few seconds passed before she opened it. She had her purse across her shoulder and her phone in her hand which probably indicated that she was going out. I smiled knowing that she decided to listen to me.

"Going out with the girls?" I asked, and she nodded, "Where are you going?" I asked again. I felt like I always needed to know where Nat was going to be at. It gave me mental relief. It made me feel like I was her protective boyfriend or something, but a man can only dream about having that label.

"Well, we're going to go eat, that's a first, then we'll hang out at the mall, and maybe we'll go to the carnival at night," She replied, "It was decided that if we do go to the carnival then we'll call you guys to join us."

I moved out of the way so she could walk to the door, "Sounds like a plan," I told her.

She put her shoes on and stood in front of me for a little while. She stared at me deeply, as if wanting to say something, but she kept silent. Then, to my surprise, she leaned in and kissed my cheek, then mumbled a quick goodbye before she rushed out of the house.

I was astonished, not that I was complaining or anything. I was used to being so close to Nat all the time, I've even kissed her cheek numerous times before, but this is the first time that she's done the same. As shocked as I was, I knew that I could definitely get used to this.

The feeling of her soft lips lingered against my cheek, only making me blush harder and harder the more I thought about it. Did the alcohol kill me last night? Am I in heaven now?

Natalie's P.O.V

I met up with the girls at the fast food restaurant not too far from the mall.

"Hey, Nat," I was greeted by Carly as soon as I walked up to the table where she and Erin were seated. I guessed that Corinna hadn't arrived yet.

Carly stood up and gave me a hug, and so did Erin. Then they sat down and I sat across from them.

"How are you?" I asked them, and they replied that they were fine. We started to have a few small talks for a while before David became a topic.

"Speaking of David, does anyone know what the fuck happened to him last night?" Carly exclaimed. I got a bit confused, so I was about to ask her about it but she spoke again, "We ran into him yesterday at Zane's party. He was okay at first, but then he checked his phone, got disappointed, then yanked the bottle of vodka from Erin's grasp and started drinking like crazy."

Erin raised an eyebrow at Carly, "He did?"

"Yeah, but you were too drunk so you probably don't remember,"  Carly laughed at her.

"That's weird, I've never seen David act like this," Erin commented.

I fought the urge to tell them what went down last night so bad. I knew deep down that David wouldn't have wanted me to say anything, and besides, I decided to pretend like it never happened, so why would I tell them about it?

I just simply agreed with Carly, "I know right, he came home and he was so wasted it was impossible," I spoke.

Though, something Carly said had caught my attention. David checked his phone before starting to drink that much... What did he check his phone for?

Carly and Erin were talking about something that had to do with Jason and his kids, but I was too drowned in my thoughts to join them.

Then it hit me. I was supposed to text David when I got to my destination last night, but I never did because I never went.... Was... Was Dave getting so wasted last night all my fault?

I snapped out of my trace of thoughts when Corinna walked up to us.

"Finally," Carly said, and Corinna laughed.

"I'm sorry, but you can't achieve this," She stated, pointing at her face and outfit, "In half an hour," She finished.

I decided to let go of all the thoughts in my mind. David wanted me to get my mind off things, and that was exactly what I was going to do.

I got up and hugged Corinna, and so did Carly and Erin. Then the three of us sat down and started to decide what we wanted to eat.

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