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Nathan's P.O.V.

"I like her," Stephen said as Cora walked away

She was beautiful. The way her long brown hair flew in the air, how her green/blue eyes shined, she was short, but I didn't mind. She had a hourglass body. Her lips. Oh, her lips. Her bottom lip is bigger than her top one. Okay, what the hell am I thinking?

"Nathan," Stephen said as he flicked my forehead, I glared at him

"Don't flick my forehead," I told him, flicking his forehead

"Now, why are you flicking my forehead? " He told me, flicking my forehead

We continue like this until the bell rang, that signal lunch was over.

4:15pm

Me and Stephen were at the field, waiting for Cora. Let's just say her ex-boyfriend is glaring at the side of my head.

"Where is she?" I mumble

"There she is," Stephen said, excited

I looked in the direction he was looking at and there she was. Dressed in gray leggings, black and white cleats, and a blue hoodie. She stood in front of us.

"Y'all ready?" She asked

"Ready," Stephen told her, smiling

6:10pm

I was laying on the ground, breathing heavily as Stephen was by my side, doing the same thing

"Break times over," Cora told us, me and Stephen groan

I sat up and looked at Cora.

"Let's call it a day, okay?" I told her

"Well, it's getting dark, so let's call it a day," She said, grabbing her bag

I stood up and took my shirt off. I'm getting hot up in here . I looked at Cora and saw her staring at my body.

"You like what you see," I said, smirking

Her cheeks started redden. I stared at her chest. She had her hoodie off and let me tell you, she had a nice rack. I came closer to her, our chests touching, I heard her suck in a breath

"Don't worry, Cora. I like your body too," I whispered in her ear

Cora's P.O.V.

Why do I feel butterflies flying around in my stomach? I never had this with Jackson. God, Nathan makes me crazy. Whenever he took his shirt off, I felt my face getting hot, staring at his chest, that had some tattoos and arms that was full of tattoos. Then, I got caught by a Nathan and he was staring at my boobs. Asshole.

"Bye guys," I said, waving as I walked off towards my truck

I threw my bags in the back of the truck as I got in to the truck. I start the truck and drove off, but stopped when I saw Nathan and Stephen playing soccer, but that was ruin when somebody tapped on window. I turn my head to see who it was and it was Jackson. What does this asshole want? I lower my window down and glared at him.

"What do you want?" I asked him

"Are you dating Nathan?" He asked me

"I don't need to tell you about my love life. Even if I was dating Nathan, I wouldn't tell you," I told him

"Answer my question. Are you and Nathan dating?" He asked again, angrier in his voice

"We aren't dating anymore, Jackson. You cheated on me, so leave me alone," I told him, glaring at him

He was shaking. The next thing you know, Jackson open my door and took me out of the truck and he forcefully yanked my chin to face him.

"You are to not see other boys or talk to them expect me," Jackson told me, tightening his grip on my arm

"Let go of me," I told him, trying to get out of his grip, but he just tighten his grip even more

"Hey, let her go!" I heard Stephen yell

Then, Jackson was knocked down to the floor, including me. I groan in pain as my side connected to the ground

"Stephen, help Cora up and take her home," Nathan told Stephen or should I say order

Nathan was still on Jackson, choking him until he was blue

"Stephen, get Nathan off of Jackson before he kills him " I told him, looking at Nathan

"Nathan, it's time to stop," Stephen told him, getting Nathan off of Jackson

Nathan started to put up a fight with Stephen. I walked over to Nathan, placed my hand on his shoulder, he froze.

"Please stop, Nathan," I told him as I looked down at him

His eyes soften, but turn back to his stone, cold eyes. He got off of Jackson and grabbed my arm, not roughly. He examine my arm and touched my side. I jerk away from him, but he kept his grip.

"He's going to fucking get it," Nathan mumble

I've got to keep a eye on Nathan.

Stephen on the side

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