Replace Your Heart (A Nathan Sykes Fanfic)

Perfect Interruption

Chapter 4 

Perfect Interruption

NATHAN.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but you asked Alex out?"

"Yes."

"Alex Meyer?"

"You got it."

"And she's coming here, in exactly fifteen minutes?"

"Uh-huh."

"I'm not buying it."

"What? How did you find out anyway?"

"Please. I saw the cheesy texts you're sending to her, nimrod. Plus, I heard you calling her 'beautiful' last night, during the Skype call."

Jay raised an eyebrow at me. "Who exactly told you to go through my phone?"

I grin impishly. "You know me."

He looked at me disapprovingly. "Right. Go back to your room and play Assassin's creed or something."

"You're gonna have to prove it to me, Jay." I reply, walking back to my room. Ha. Let's see you get away from this one now.

I wasn't exactly sure how I felt about this, though. Alex pissed me off a bit, I hated how she's so patient, but still so fierce with me. I treated her like crap, and she only has to yell a few words at me for me to shut up.

But then... Confusion nagged at me. I loved the way she looked when she's pissed. She's so skilled, so smart. One evil look from her emerald green eyes makes me want to bow down to her and scream "I'm not worthy!"

Oh, yeah. That's another thing. I hated how she makes me think all these mushy stuff. She makes me feel all those crazy things. She mixed up my feelings, big time.

Usually, I'M the one who has this effect on girls. But no. The tables have turned on me. Somehow, I feel the need to change for her. I wanted to impress her somehow, but when I see her... Well, hormones get the best of me. I act all rude, badass jerk.

Yes, all of this is one huge ACT.

Long story.

Oh, God. I just... I hate how she makes me feel.

And these stitches are a painful reminder of her.

Confused? You're not alone. I'm a mess.

Then Jay.. Who knew, right?

I felt a tiny pang of envy. Even though, I sorta expected this. Alex... She's nice, approachable, and I've gotta admit, she's quite the looker.

The chances of her liking Jay back is really good, too. He's funny, witty.. He'll give her one hell of a good time.

Then there's me: Jerk, not exactly polite, heartbreaker.

Ugh.

I tried to place a finger on how I felt: Love-hate? Maybe that's the right thing.

The doorbell dinged, shaking me out of my thoughts.

I ran for the door. As soon as I stepped outside, my breath hitched.

Alex, wearing a casual hoodie and a pair of shorts stood in the living room, giving Jay a hug.

Ouch.

The chorus of 'That Should Be Me' started playing in my head.

Okay... Where did that come from?

I shook the song out of my head. I didn't need something like that to make things worse.

They finally noticed me. Alex's expression hardened.