She calm her storm, she feel peaceful and on fire all at once. But a passionate love is never a calm love. It is storms and chaos, lightning and thunder. A wildlife burning out of control.
The truth is, she never knew how to handle her. From the ver...
Emma, Natasha, and I are talking animatedly, actually no, Emma was making fun of Natasha, and I was laughing with her while Natasha cussed at everything Emma mentions, until Mikaela suddenly showed up.
Hayley. Mikaela said handing the phone to Natasha. She took it and they both walked away. I sighed feeling annoyed. Who the hell is Hayley? I swear if she is another-, don't worry, Hayley is her new secretary. Emma said looking at me with a playful smile as if she just read what I was thinking, I rolled my eyes but was relieved on the inside. I sip my drink to hide that fact.
So, do you like Natasha? Emma asked me suddenly causing me to choke on my drinks.
Wha—what? I asked coughing.
You heard me. She raised an eyebrow. I took some time to think... do I like Natasha that way?
No! I said trying to make it sound believable. Emma gave me a 'really' face. Yes, maybe, I guess. I am not sure. Emma nodded.
Are you gay?
What? No, no! Definitely not! I said shaking my head exaggeratedly.
So, you don't like her. Just friends' blah blah blah. I shook my head unsure.
I don't know. I mean Natasha— but before I finish, Emma cut me off.
I can't believe you're this straight girl who keeps leading this not-so-straight girl just because she is head over heels in love with you or just another straight girl who thinks she could date the not-so-straight girl just because she wanted to experience how it likes to date a girl. I shook my head while waving my hand in front of me.
What? No, this has nothing to do with being straight or gay. I like Natasha and it's not about her being a girl or guy for that matter. I like Natasha a lot, but it is what the Supreme Court Justice once said when asked to define pornographic and they answered it is hard to define but you know it when you see one. That is what I feel about Natasha, I just know that I like her, but it is really hard to explain. I clarified in one breath. Emma gazed at me smiling.
Oh my god, you are starting to talk like her, well, only about the Supreme Court thingy. Emma teased making me laugh.
You like me... a lot? Natasha suddenly showed up and asked as she rested her head on my shoulder. I looked around to where Emma was, but I only saw her retreating figure.
Yes, I know I like you, but I am not sure in what way or how much. She nodded.
I could live with that. Natasha remained silent for a second before continuing... yeah, you really don't care about the same girl dating? She asked.
I nodded. Nash, it is more about how someone feels. It is more about the person inside. For me, that is what matters most. I answered but she did not speak.
You are nothing but perfect, Sofia. She mumbled and laughed lightly.
Can I touch your stomach? I suddenly asked. I don't know where I got the courage to ask her like that. Natasha shrugged. If you let me touch your breast. She stated.
Oh my god, you are a pervert Nash. I yelled.
You started it. She argued but a gasp escaped from her mouth when I pulled her forward to me and touched her stomach.
What are you doing? She asked grabbing my arms.
I was just wondering what it felt like. Natasha squinted her eyes at me.
Now you know, don't do it again. Natasha said.
I took her hand with mine and started walking.
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