He Stole my Glasses

Chapter 8

Nathan P.O.V

I leaned in to kiss her when she had gotten a phone call. we look at each other for a second before she picks up her phone. I couldn't quite here what the other person was saying. She dropped her phone causing me to turn her way. I can't explain how much hurt, pain, and devestation went through her face as I looked at her. " Whats wrong " I ask. As soon as I asked those words she broke down crying. i wrapped my arm around her and she hesitantly buries her head into my chest. We stay stay like this for a couple of minutes before she finally looks up at me. The look on her face made me uncomfortable because I never been in this type of situation before. But, i feel like I am supposed to be there for this girl. I caress her back a few times before I ask " what happened." She immediately breaks down again after a couple minutes in between sobs she says " my ---- mom ----- died." This really shocked me because she was fine a couple of hours ago. She continued sobbing for a while and when she was finally stable I intertwined my hand in hers and stood her up. I took her in the bathroom and gently lifted her up on the counter. I went in the cabinets and found some baby wipes and a brush. I took out a baby wipe and wiped her face. Her breath still was a little but unsteady. I picked up the brush and began combing the knots out of her. She looked up at me probably confused on why i can do hair. " I do have cousins you know" I say playfully. Once I had taken all the knots out I went to her room leaving her on the counter. I grabbed the first pair of clothes i see on the floor then jogged back to the bathroom. I passed her the clothes than walked out closing the door behind me and walked to her bedroom to wait for her.

Lyric POV

I was stunned by his actions to help me. He past me my clothes but before i could say thank you he ran out closing the door behind him. A minute passed and I just sighed to myself. I threw on the outfit he gave me which high waisted light was jeans, a white camisole, and a loose black sweater. I walked out the bathroom and headed towards my room. When I opened the door he was sitting on my bed watching the movie I forgot was on. I walked up to him and gave him a kiss on the cheek to show my gratitude of appreciation. " Do you want to go out for brunch before we go to the hospital" he asked. I looked at him in shock wondering why he said we. As if he read my mind he replies " Yes i said we, Im going to be there for you." I smile at his nice words meaning I accept the brunch and hospital offer. I go to my closet and take out my black vans and slide them on. When I turn around he already had his shoes on. I look at him with a genuine smile and extend my hand for him to take it. He stands up and gladly takes my hand. " Off to brunch" he says as we exit my front door.