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"Don't be like that Nathan. Dirty Dancing is a classic. Plus you never know it might give you some tips on how to pick up that girl you like" I didn't mean to say the last part, but I guess my jealously just took over.
"What girl?" He asks puzzled.
I didn't answer.
He asks again, "What girl?"
I reluctantly answer, "I heard you speaking yesterday." I explain.
"You did?" He asks with wide eyes before continuing, "How much?"
I gave him a confused look "Why does it matter how much?"
He sighs "I'm sorry, but it's important. how much?" He asks again only confusing me more.
"I heard Matt say 'You were crazy', while Heather said something like 'You must really like her' before you said something about trying to get over it". I explain.
He gives me an understanding look "Is that why you walked away in the kitchen?" He asks "Because you thought I was just using you to get other this other person?" He adds.
I give him a nod, trying to hide my sadness.
We spent the next half an hour in silence as we watched the movie. Or at least I tried.
But every time I tried I could feel Nate's eyes burning into me.
Finally, having enough I snap. "What?"
He looks shocked at first, but quickly hides it "You really didn't hear anything else?" He asks.
I give him a confused look "No...Why?"
He ignores my last question and asks one of his own instead "How did hearing it make you feel?"
I was surprised at the question "Why do you want to know?" I say in a harsh tone.
He sighs. "Just humor me. Were you jealous?"
I looked everywhere but him "N .. noo" I mumble the lie.
But Nathan could tell I was lying.
"You were weren't you?" He asks almost surprise.
Still avoiding his gaze, I shook my head.
He places his hand under my chin and moves my face until I am looking at him.
"Hope." He whispers while looking me in my eyes.
"I would never hurt you like that."
I am just feeling more confused by the second.
As if seeing my confusion he asks.
"Hope. Do you like me?"
"Um I guess." I answer, unsure of his point.
He sighs. "I mean like-like me?" He explains.
"Why?" I furrow my eyebrows.
As he leans in closer, my heart goes crazy again.
Whispering into my ear, "Because…" He pauses and takes a few deep breaths as if psyching himself up.
"Because Hope I like-like you." He pulls back slightly to see my reaction.
My mouth forms an ‘o’ and my eyebrows remain furrowed "What about the girl?" I ask.
His shoulders drop, moving his hands to his face and he lets out a short laugh.
"You still don't get it?!" He says as if speaking to himself, and rolls his eyes.
"Hope." He says placing his hand on my cheek.
"I was talking about you" He says almost shyly.
I couldn't believe my ears.
He has to be playing some kind of prank on me.
He seems disappointed by my reaction.
"Is this a joke or something?" I almost yell with tears in my eyes, as I stand up.
He seems shocked and shakes his head.
"Did Ricky told you I was crying, so you thought you would play a prank on me?" I yell with the tears now falling down my cheeks.
Nate quickly stands up. "No, no, no Hope. Ricky never said anything." He said, looking sad.
"I really do like-like you. It's no joke or prank or whatever you want to call it." He said putting his hands on my face and wiping my tears away with his thumbs.
He spoke with so much honestly, I felt like crying all over again.
Before he had a chance to say anything else, I stood on my tiptoes as he was much taller than my 5ft. 5 inches frame and stole a single kiss.
A single sweet kiss.
"I like-like you too." I reply making him smile.
With that he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine again.
But this time it wasn't just a single kiss.
The kiss was sweet and soft, full of so much
"Don't be like that Nathan. Dirty Dancing is a classic. Plus you never know it might give you some tips on how to pick up that girl you like" I didn't mean to say the last part, but I guess my jealously just took over.
"What girl?" He asks puzzled.
I didn't answer.
He asks again, "What girl?"
I reluctantly answer, "I heard you speaking yesterday." I explain.
"You did?" He asks with wide eyes before continuing, "How much?"
I gave him a confused look "Why does it matter how much?"
He sighs "I'm sorry, but it's important. how much?" He asks again only confusing me more.
"I heard Matt say 'You were crazy', while Heather said something like 'You must really like her' before you said something about trying to get over it". I explain.
He gives me an understanding look "Is that why you walked away in the kitchen?" He asks "Because you thought I was just using you to get other this other person?" He adds.
I give him a nod, trying to hide my sadness.
We spent the next half an hour in silence as we watched the movie. Or at least I tried.
But every time I tried I could feel Nate's eyes burning into me.
Finally, having enough I snap. "What?"
He looks shocked at first, but quickly hides it "You really didn't hear anything else?" He asks.
I give him a confused look "No...Why?"
He ignores my last question and asks one of his own instead "How did hearing it make you feel?"
I was surprised at the question "Why do you want to know?" I say in a harsh tone.
He sighs. "Just humor me. Were you jealous?"
I looked everywhere but him "N .. noo" I mumble the lie.
But Nathan could tell I was lying.
"You were weren't you?" He asks almost surprise.
Still avoiding his gaze, I shook my head.
He places his hand under my chin and moves my face until I am looking at him.
"Hope." He whispers while looking me in my eyes.
"I would never hurt you like that."
I am just feeling more confused by the second.
As if seeing my confusion he asks.
"Hope. Do you like me?"
"Um I guess." I answer, unsure of his point.
He sighs. "I mean like-like me?" He explains.
"Why?" I furrow my eyebrows.
As he leans in closer, my heart goes crazy again.
Whispering into my ear, "Because…" He pauses and takes a few deep breaths as if psyching himself up.
"Because Hope I like-like you." He pulls back slightly to see my reaction.
My mouth forms an ‘o’ and my eyebrows remain furrowed "What about the girl?" I ask.
His shoulders drop, moving his hands to his face and he lets out a short laugh.
"You still don't get it?!" He says as if speaking to himself, and rolls his eyes.
"Hope." He says placing his hand on my cheek.
"I was talking about you" He says almost shyly.
I couldn't believe my ears.
He has to be playing some kind of prank on me.
He seems disappointed by my reaction.
"Is this a joke or something?" I almost yell with tears in my eyes, as I stand up.
He seems shocked and shakes his head.
"Did Ricky told you I was crying, so you thought you would play a prank on me?" I yell with the tears now falling down my cheeks.
Nate quickly stands up. "No, no, no Hope. Ricky never said anything." He said, looking sad.
"I really do like-like you. It's no joke or prank or whatever you want to call it." He said putting his hands on my face and wiping my tears away with his thumbs.
He spoke with so much honestly, I felt like crying all over again.
Before he had a chance to say anything else, I stood on my tiptoes as he was much taller than my 5ft. 5 inches frame and stole a single kiss.
A single sweet kiss.
"I like-like you too." I reply making him smile.
With that he leaned down and pressed his lips against mine again.
But this time it wasn't just a single kiss.
The kiss was sweet and soft, full of so much
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