Heart Strings <3 ~Complete

Heart Strings Chapter Six

‘We could see what happens. We aren't really a rock band. We do all sorts. Pop, Indie,’ he chuckled, ‘even rap, once... But, just in case, are you sure you don’t like any rock bands?’ Nathan sounded more into it, and, to be honest, so was I.

‘Well, yeah I do. 30 Seconds to Mars is okay and I love Nickelback though, I don't know.. They aren't really on the same scale are they?'

‘There you go! That's fine! Any songs in particular?’

‘The Kill and Far Away,’ I said immediately.

‘We’ll go for something like that then!’

I felt a surge of happiness and some other strange feeling that felt too good to possibly be harmless. ‘Yeah, totally. I guess we’ll sort this out in school?'

‘Yeah, I’ll just talk to the guys then. See you tomorrow.’

‘See you!’

The line went dead. I shivered, teeth chattering away happily. Wow. Strangely, so excited. For the music.

My phone vibrated, “CANT WAIT 4 2MORROW. :) x”, and I smiled despite myself. No matter how hard I tried, the smile wouldn’t leave my face and my eyes wouldn’t leave the phone screen.

My door burst open and in walked Nick. My eyes darted up guiltily.

Oop. There goes the smile...

‘Hey Nick!’ I shouted across to him nervously. ‘What are you doing here?’

‘Who was that on the phone?’ He narrowed his ice blue eyes to slits.

My jaw dropped, not for the first time, then (I may have needed a new one by the end of the day). As subtly as I could I called Aimee (the first person on my contact list) and dropped before she could pick up.

‘Aimee.’

‘Right.’ I could tell he didn’t believe me for one second, but what could I do? Tell him the truth? Right after he’d just accused me of cheating on him with that very person and I said I didn’t have that person’s number...?

No.

I didn’t think so either.

‘Well, I think we both owe each other an apology.’ He was staring at me. My heart thumped as I groaned inwardly. Nick was right. What kind of girlfriend was I? Why didn’t I tell him it was Nathan anyway? It’s not like I was doing anything bad... We were just talking about band stuff. I guessed it was because of the way Nick walked in, that was why I felt guilty... Because I wasn’t actually doing anything wrong.

I stood up and made my way to him, ‘I’m sorry Nick, I was being really stupid on the bus and I really shouldn’t have hugged Nathan when I did...but you also have to understand that I am not lying, I really did just meet him today and we are, you know, just friends...’ Nick’s face was blank for a second before he nodded.

‘Okay sure,’ he smiled, taking my hand and pulling me into him. G’aww! It had to be because Nick loved me. If his kiss was anything to judge by anyway. You know that Shoop Shoop Song, It’s in His Kiss? Eh, neither did I, it’s from my parent’s age…

We fell back onto my bed and straight away Nick began to tug his hands through my hair...then at my top. The latter alerted me. I bolted up, my face hot, and pushed him off me slightly. He frowned.

‘What?’

‘You know what Nick!’ I sighed, referring to my incredibly high body insecurity.  His face morphed into the bored/annoyed Nick-Face.

‘How many times do I have to tell you that your body is fine for you to believe that?’

‘It’s not how many times you say it Nick!’ I opposed, ‘you’ve never even seen it! Now what about that apology?!’ Besides, I thought, what happened to beautiful?

‘What apology?’

‘We both owe each other an apology... Remember?’ I reminded him, getting slightly annoyed.

‘Oh come on Sephy, you and I both know you wouldn’t have apologised unless I said that!!’ I gaped at him, speechless. ‘What...?’

Silence. ‘Fine. Fine. Tell me what I’ve done Sephy, what have I don’t wrong in our relationship?!’

‘Apart from doing things with girls that he accuses me of doing with Nathan? Okay, how about forcing me to do what I don’t want to do?!’ I shouted at him, pointing at the bed.

‘I was complimenting you!’

Silence. I crossed my arms, completely and utterly irritated with him. It was his turn to gape at me.

‘You know what,’ he hissed menacingly, his blue eyes glinting, ‘I’ve got to go,’ and with that, he turned around and left my room, leaving the door wide open as he went.

Through the open door, I could see Liam, glaring at him as he went down the stairs then I heard the muffled slam of the front door.

Dang. What had I done?

‘He was forcing you to do what?’ He turned to me, his eyes growing to saucers.

‘Never you mind your over protective little head, Lee.’ I said, a feeling of utter exhaustion washing over me. I turned around and flopped onto my bed.

‘I had a feeling I shouldn’t have let him in.’ He mumbled from the doorway.

‘Really?’

‘Yeah.’

‘You don’t say...’

‘I do.’

Gah. Look what rugby had done to his brain. Then again, it’s also done a lot to his biceps and girl-appeal. Hmm, it balances out I guess.

I struggled out of bed and closed the door on my dear brother and lay once again on my bed, phone in hand.

Add contact. Nathan King.