I woke up in the middle of the night with Nathan's arms around me. I couldn't sleep. I felt weird. I looked at Nathan sleeping soundly and smiled. He was so adorable. I leaned in to kiss his cheek before getting out of his bed.
I gathered all the garbage from the previous night and placed them in a bag.
I walked down the stairs and threw away the garbage in the kitchen. Grabbing a glass cup from the cupboard, I then filled it with water. I pushed myself up onto the counter and sat there thinking. Would this change our relationship? Would things become awkward?
I looked up to see Blaike walking in.
"Oh, uh yeah."
He walked past me and opened the fridge.
I shook my head before taking another sip of my water. "Nothing, just stuff."
I sighed knowing Blaike would pester me until I told him what was wrong.
"I almost kissed Nathan."
He stood up and stared at me. It felt like five minutes before he spoke.
He took out the orange juice and poured himself a glass.
"Do you have feelings for him?"
I didn't even know the answer to that question.
"I have no idea."
"Well, there's nothing you can really do anyway because you're obviously not his mate."
"Thank you for stating the obvious."
"Well, it's true." He put the orange juice away before sitting on top of the kitchen island in front of me. "I don't know if I should tell you this, but I'm going to tell you anyways. Nathan has always liked you."
I looked up at him with widened eyes.
"I know it's hard to grasp, but, he knows he can't do anything about it. One thing about Nathan is he knows his place. He knows what's right and he knows what's wrong. His feelings for you are evident, but he knows he cannot act upon them."
That was impossible. Blaike was lying. There was no way Nathan liked me.
"What should I do?" I asked trying to forget what Blaike just told me.
Blaike got down and placed his empty glass into the sink. "You should talk to him."
He walked away as I sat there gazing into space. I knew I had to talk to Nathan, but before I did, I needed to speak to someone else first.
Saturday, September 29
"We need to talk," I exclaimed while taking a seat on Saphira's bed.
It was currently 10:00 am. I didn't even bother going back to sleep after my conversation with Blaike.
"Is everything ok?"
I fell back onto her bed and sighed.
"Not really. Can you close the door?"
I watched Saphira get up from her chair and close her door.
"What the hell is up?"
She sat next to me with a serious face.
"Nathan and I, uh..."
"Uh, we almost kissed..."
I closed my eyes waiting to hear her yell or squeal.
"Oh, I already knew that. Is that all you had to tell me?"
I opened my eyes in utter shock. "Wait how did you...Lucian!"
"I love my boyfriend. He always tells me the juicy stuff!" Of course, he told her. I'm surprised he didn't forget.
"So how did it happen? Or should I say 'almost' happen," she asked before scooting closer to me.
"Well, we were watching The Matrix-"
"The Matrix? Ooh, I love that movie!"
"And then I sat up and then the next thing I knew, we were leaning in..."
"Y'all are adorable. If you were a werewolf, I would definitely ship you guys. Even if you had another mate."
"Um..." I said sounding unsure.
"You should've kissed him. What stopped you?"
"Uh, your boyfriend did!"
Saphira sighed and slapped her forehead.
"That stupid guy. He always has bad timing."
"But, the thing is, I used to like Nathan but I told myself there was no point because he obviously didn't like me back. But yesterday, something clicked. It seemed like he wanted to kiss me and that made my heart feel weird. And even if I did like him, there would be nothing I could do anyway because somewhere out there his mate is waiting for him. And I would never ruin his love life just for a stupid little crush."
"Girl, I don't think this is a stupid little crush. Nathan has been waiting for his mate for almost three years. And besides, he's always had a crush on you. Since forever."
"I mean, if he liked me, I would've known right?"
"I'm just going to keep my mouth shut."
I grabbed my phone from beside me to see a text message.
Hey, it's me, Jasper.
I didn't know he had my number.
Sorry, I got your number from Indigo...if that's alright:)
"Who's that you texting?"
Saphira leaned over to get a look.
"I know it's Jasper. Damn all the boys want you."
I laughed and rolled my eyes.
"It's not even like that. We're just friends."
"That's what they all say," she muttered underneath her breath.
I slapped her arm and got up to sit in her chair.
It's fine. What's up?
I was just wondering if you wanted to grab lunch.
I gulped knowing that's how it always started. With lunch. I really just wanted us to be friends. Nothing more.
Ok, sure. What time?
I'll pick you up around noon. Just text me your address;)
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