Does Hate Fade? -Nathan Sykes

Chapter 48

I'M AVOIDING THIS FANFIC SO MUCH, I DON'T WANT IT TO END OMG

Pre-warning, theres about 5 chapters left, give or take a few

I wrote this in school for you and I even had a group of guys trying to read it over my shoulder - like can you not, you'll understand why thats bad when you read it omg

I didn't even plan what's happening in this chapter, it just kind of happened

shout out to @beauswelshgirl_ for editing this for me :*

story for the longish a/n, but enjoy lovelies

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Lucy's p.o.v

"Babe," I hear a quiet voice in my ear. I moan a little from sleepiness and curl into the warmness I feel under me. "Lucy, hey. We're home." A smooth voice says gently.

I blink my eyes open and look around the dark car, then looking up at Nathan. The dim lights from the streets are shining in, illuminating his face just a tiny bit, making him look heavenly beautiful.

"Hey, gorgeous. We're home." I smile ever so gently, looking out of the window to see the street I haven't seen in about two months. I sigh contently, opening the car door.

Nathan opens the boot of the car to retrieve my suitcase for me, while I just keep looking up at the house.

"Glad to be home?" Karen asks softly, standing next to me.

"This isn't my home anymore." I sigh quietly. Thinking of how my home is now in America.

"This will always be your home, Lucy. No matter where you live. Home is here." I think quietly about her words. Home isn't here. Home is where you're meant to feel safe, I don't feel safe here anymore. But I just nod anyway.

Nathan passes me my suitcase and kisses me gently on the cheek. I want him so badly to stay here with me because petrified is an understatement to how I'm feeling to be here by myself. I was hoping my dad wouldn't want me to stay home by myself. But obviously he isn't worried which kind of upsets me a little.

"Are you going to be okay?" Nathan asks, obviously seeing my discomfort of staying here.

I just look down at the floor, not wanting to be here anymore. I was so looking forward to being home, but now being here and how terrified it's making me feel, I just don't think I can cope with being here by myself.

"Do you want to come stay with me? No one is forcing you to say here, babe." I look up at him, a smile tugging at my lips because I feel a wave of relief.

"Do you mind?" I say, my voice cracking just a little bit.

"Of course I don't, come here." He grabs me tightly and pulls me to his chest. "It can't be easy for you to be back here." He whispers. I nod, gripping onto his shirt.

"I'll just meet you down the house." I hear Karen whisper slightly, but I just grip harder.

"Hey, it's ok," He says gently, holding my head closely to his chest.

"I didn't think i'd feel this scared," I admit. "I thought that i'd be fine and i thought that Nora wouldn't be stupid enough to come near me, but-" I pause, feeling my voice crack.

"Sh, it's ok."

"No, it's not. Because of her, i'm afraid of staying in my own parents house by myself." I choke out, fisting his shirt in my small hands again.

"Lucy, what she did was- there isn't even a word to describe how horrible what she did was. You have a right to feel this way, this isn't your fault."