Mine (Book-1)

~Chapter 55~

[Song for the chapter:
Put your head on my Shoulder- Paul Anka
My my my!- Troye Sivan]

Tori's P.O.V

I've been staring at Nathan's bare back for about half an hour since I woke up.

I couldn't move my body, move my eyes away from him. Last night was a mistake, but was it though? I hardly slept, instead heard his sleepless scuffles all night.

Suddenly, Nathan starts to move and I close my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"I know you're up, Tori." He groans.

"No I'm not." I whisper.

"Get the fuck up."

I sit up straight to stare directly into his beautiful eyes, the tent's walls were thin so the early morning sun tore through the walls, and hit his eyes, which probably shone brighter than the sun.

"About last night-" I start.

"There's nothing to talk about." He looks away.

"You and I both know, we need to talk." I say.

"What do you wanna talk about?" Nathan booms, with a frustrated look, "Wanna talk about how I still have feelings for you? Or do you wanna talk about how you also have those feelings? You wanna talk about the kiss which was very real and meant everything to both of us? Or about how much I wanna kiss you again?"

The thing none of us realised was that Nathan moved closer to me during his speech. My eyes were watery 'cause every word that came out of his mouth was true. His breath hit my face. Instead of pushing him away, I rest my forehead on his, as a teardrop ran down my cheek.

Nathan moved his thumb to my cheek and wiped the tear away.

"This is not fair." I sob lightly.

"No it isn't." He says.

Nathan's thumb brushes my lips lightly and that was enough for both of us. I don't know who moved but we were kissing again. His lips fit mine like it was always meant to be, his hands knew exactly where I like to be held, my hands knew to pull his hair lightly.

We were the same, the kids who kissed in a club without knowing each other's names, the same kids who were forced to bury their feelings for each other, and the kids who were kissing behind everyone's backs.

The same fireworks went off, the same ecstasy danced in my veins. I felt like I was high, as Nathan swiftly pushed me down and gently sat on top of me, our lips were still connected.

It's like we couldn’t move our hands away from each other, couldn’t keep our hands to ourselves.

Suddenly Nathan lifts himself off of me and just stares at me, it seems like the sky fell down on him and just then it also fell down on me.

"Fuck." Nathan and I say in union.

"I'll get change and get the fuck out of here," I say, without looking at him, "can you wait outside?"

It hurts just to talk right now, my lips are still sore and my body is still heated.

"Sure." With that Nathan walks outside with a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, with a bag probably filled with his clothes.

I strip out of my clothes and wear what I brought for today, I can hear Nathan calling Harper and Hayden to join him for his little cigarette journey. I do my makeup and wear my shoes and walk outside.

Waiting outside I send a text to the groupchat and decide to scroll through Instagram.

Via Instagram