Jessie
I have never liked attention. Or any activities that brought attention and spotlight on me. Such as: singing, dancing, modelling, etcetera.
I, especially don't like modelling, I'm not good with fashion anyways. No matter how many times I told Mrs. Evans and Rachel, they wouldn't listen to me.
Rachel grabbed my arm forcefully, and threw me in the dressing room, the makeup artists decided there wasn't any time left, so they went for a natural makeup, I wasn't aware of my surroundings and of what was happening. All I knew was that I was walking on the stage wearing Miranda's designed wedding gown. I was extremely scared, I nearly threw up all over the stage.
It took a smile from Nathan to assure me everything will be alright. But I was still terrified even when the fashion show was over. So I couldn't help but need some... some... comfort. I didn't like all those pairs of eyes looking at me up and down, and worse: judging me.
That's why I threw myself in Nathan's arms the moment I saw him. I hugged him very tight that I almost heard him choking from lack of breathe, but didn't complain because of me. Nathan was surprised at my behavior, but he soon relaxed and hugged me back. Putting his chin on my head and rubbing my back.
A few people were staring at us. But I didn't care, Nathan looked like he didn't care too.
"You okay?" He whispered, still rubbing my back.
"Yeah..." I whispered back and grabbed a hold of his suit jacket.
"It's alright... Everything will be okay. You did great Jessie!" My boyfriend said, I pulled slightly away from him to look at him.
"You mean it?" I asked. I knew Nathan will never say anything he doesn't mean, but I couldn't help but ask, just to make sure.
"Of course, I'm proud of you!" He whispered. I smiled and stared up at him, Nathan smiled back at me and we stayed there, like that, for a few seconds holding each other's gaze and smiling.
His hands were on each of my shoulders, I suddenly became aware of our closeness and begun sweating. This is very uncomfortable. Nathan was always intimidating, but he was even even more intimidating then when we were only inches away. And I noticed the details of his face for the first time after being friends and close with each other for so many years.
I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed that his eyes aren't exactly brownish-green, it's actually brown with a hint of gray in them, the green color has always been my eye's reflection. I was seeing the color of my eyes through him.
I couldn't believe I hadn't noticed that Nathan has a sweet crooked smile every time he likes something or that his cheekbones are a little bit high, not too high, it was enough to make him stand out. I, also, haven't noticed that he has a big pointy nose, or that he has thin lips.
Finding out these little details was very overwhelming for me. I stared deep into Nathan's brown eyes, seeing the color of my own, Nathan seemed like he had no idea that my eyes have followed every line and hole on his face, looking for details. He was staring at my eyes, the same crooked smile playing on his lips. His eyes never leaving mine. I gulped and stared at his thin lips.
Is this the moment when we'll have our first kiss?
Oh, god.
Will Nathan kiss me now?
I kept thinking about how to react if he kissed me, that I didn't notice Nathan has already walked away from me, leaving me standing there, breathless and embarrassed.
I can't believe I was getting myself ready for a kiss from Nathan mentally. When he wasn't even thinking of kissing me.
"Cupcake?" I looked around abruptly and my cheeks and ears felt warm from embarrassment as if Harry had just caught me making a terrible crime, which was thinking about kissing Nathan and how it might feel.
"Harry!" I said after clearing my throat, reminding myself that Harry is just a normal human, this isn't some science fiction movie where he can read my mind, or see right through me. It's just not possible scientifically.
"What are you doing here?" He asked, I blinked a few times not believing my eyes. Great! There are a lot of things I don't believe today.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, making him roll his eyes, he got closer to me and suddenly put one arm around my neck, as he led me to god knows where, more like my feet were going on their own, making weird sounds like tap dancing, as they took small steps.
"Aww... you're hurting me, Harry!" I complained.
"I forgot this is your little boyfriend's mother's fashion show," Harry ignored me, as he whispered those words. My face got warm all of a sudden, as he addressed Nathan as my boyfriend.
"Yeah.." I said and looked for Nathan among the crowds of people.
I saw someone who's back was to me, but I knew perfectly well it was Nathan, he was standing with a person I couldn't quite see, seemed like he was in a heated conversation with him, since he was moving his arms around a lot.
Ignoring Harry's arm around me, I walked to where Nathan was. Unfortunately Harry noticed and since he is stronger than me, he grabbed my arm and made me freeze in my place.
"He looks busy, don't go to him now." He said in a serious non-Harry tone. I frowned and stared at Harry.
What the hell? Nathan's my boyfriend.
"I know he is. He looks busy now." Harry said and looked across the hall at Nathan. I bit my lips, cursing myself mentally for thinking out loud. I tried to get myself free of his hold, but it was not possible, he was not letting me go.
"Let me go!" I exclaimed and stared at Nathan. I need to talk to him, damn it! I'm his girlfriend. He has time for me.
"He looks like he's having a fight with someone, just don't go, okay?" Harry suggested but I didn't listen to him and freed my arm of his hold.
"I'm his girlfriend. He wouldn't mind me knowing." I said and crossed my arms over my chest, arching an eyebrow.
"I don't want you to get hurt," Harry said.
I snorted, "Who the hell are you to pretend you care about me?"
He frowned and looked hurt for a while, so I knew I have hit a nerve.
"Okay. Go." He said, having a blank expression on his face.
I walked away from him and took quick steps to where my boyfriend was, having a huge smile on my face. Ignoring Harry, who was following me very close behind. But my smile dropped when I reached Nathan, and saw the prettiest girl I have ever seen in my life, standing with Nathan. Even worse, She had tears in her eyes, and was holding both of my boyfriend's hands in her own and kissed them.