Mine (Book-1)

~Chapter 57~

[Song for the chapter:
Flicker- Niall Horan]

Tori's P.O.V

I don't remember much from last night, or how I ended up back in the tent between Nathan's arms, not to mention almost completely naked, I was in my two-piece while Nathan was only wearing shorts. My head hurts like hell- fucking hangover. I try to wriggle out of Nathan's tight embrace. But, me being me I woke him up.

"Good mornin', doll." Nathan groans.

"Yeah, yeah." I say, getting the fuck out of the covers and using his huge tee to cover my bare body.

"Hungover?" He chuckles.

"I drank last night?"

"You cannot control your alcohol." He chuckles.

"Oh god," I press my palm against my forehead, "what did I do?"

"Oh, nothing much," Nathan shrugs, "only had a fight with a stranger, almost stripped in front of a dude you thought was me, almost told Hayden what we did, and cried because-"

He stops himself.

"Because?" I ask him to continue.

"Because we can't be together." Nathan looks at me with sad eyes, I bet I look like I can cry right now cause I just might.

"We really can't." I whisper.

"I know but-"

"No buts Nathan. We forget about this, about everything that happened in the past few hours, everything we did, everything we felt, forget about everything we could've had if only the circumstances were different. We need to forget about us, everything we could've been." I could see his eyes getting watery

All I wanted to do was to hold him close and tell him everything was gonna be okay, but everything was already messed up. As for me, my tears just kept on falling and falling. I feel my heart breaking just a little, every time I think about not feeling his touch anymore, his kisses, his arms around me, thinking about not being able to put my head on his shoulder.

"I'll miss you, doll. Miss your touch," Nathan stands up, and starts to inch closer, "miss your laugh, your lips against mine, your smile, just the feeling of you being around."

"We'll still see each other, you know?" I smile at him.

"You know what I mean." He frowns. That's when I realize how close his face is to mine.

"We-we j-just can't." I push him away, facing away from him now my back is facing him.

"One more day?" He requests, "One more night together? One more kiss? One more dance?"

I turn around to look into his beautiful green eyes, sad, they look sad. And I'm the reason why. I caused this sadness, this heartache. I can easily give him one more day, right? One more day of laughter and happiness before all hell breaks loose.

"One more day, it is." I say, placing my hand on his jaw lightly.

Without another word, Nathan cups my face and brings his lips to mine. Slowly his tongue starts to explore my lips before I grant him permission to enter. Our tongues start their war against each other, only to give in soon enough. I melt under his touch, every part of my body is aching for him.

A not so kind gentleman once told me, my first time having sex would be special. It was so special that I can't ever have it again. No matter how much I want it, no matter how much I want him.

He slowly pulls away and rests his forehead against mine, with his arms gently resting around my waist. My hands resting on his shoulder, his eyes are staring deep into my soul.