nate's pov
i can't believe i got isabella's number. it may sound really creepy, but i knew that she liked me from the first day she came in. i'm not deaf, i can hear them from inside color room.
i just got into my car right now and am driving home, because i finished my shift a few minutes ago. i closed the door and locked it, but didn't start the car yet, so i could sent isabella a text.
to isabella 🔥:
yooo, it's nate
i got no response so i started the car, and started on my way home. i hope she replies soon, or i'll seem way desperate.
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i locked the front door and kicked off my shoes. i walked upstairs to my bedroom, grabbed my phone, and almost collapsed on the bed.
message from isabella 🔥:
hii what's up
i smiled at her cuteness, even though i couldn't see her, i knew she probably looked hot right now.
to isabella 🔥:
nothing much, i just got home from work tho 👅
this time, i didn't get a response as quickly as before, so i waited. i tossed my phone onto the other side of my bed after a few minutes of her absence. i plugged in my xbox and grabbed the controller to make use of the extra time.
someone requested a chapter in nate's point of view, so here it is (btw i don't like doing his pov so don't ask that often lmao)
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hair color // n.m
Fanfiction"why do you change your hair color so much?" "it really depends on how i feel, in a way it expresses my personality." story idea by cashidk; written by homiegilinsky cover by @iamnateslilmama
