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Love Aint Always Pretty novel Chapter 31

Forelsket

- the euphoria you experience when you are first falling in love

Origin: Norwegian

31

Both of us headed up to my room and as soon as we got inside, he walked to the bed and placed the box on top. I locked the door and just watched Nick. It felt like a déjà vu, like it was the first night we spent together.

"Aren't you gonna join me here?" He asked.

I smiled and started walking closer to him. I sat down on the bed right across him and he gave me a slice. We just ate peacefully and he opened a can of soda for me too.

"I think you still need curtains." I say.

"No curtains."

I smiled. "Why? Do you have some fear of curtains?"

He shakes his head. "Nope. I just don't like curtains."

"Why?" I asked again before taking a drink from my cola.

"Cos it'll just add dust to my room and I'm too lazy to wash it time to time."

I nod. "Reasonable."

He pulled out a ply of tissue and wiped my cheek, "You're such a messy eater."

I giggled.

"I'm just really hungry." I said smiling.

He smiled. "Thanks for coming with me today. I really appreciate it."

I smiled back at him.

"No problem. It's really not a big deal and thanks for choosing a blouse for me." I say before taking a bite.

The whole dinner, I just kept asking about how he should put more decors in his room. I told him to rather put some fruit basket, or maybe a painting or two or maybe some colorful vase. But he said he didn't want to put much cos he's a lazy cleaner.

When we were done eating, we cleaned our mess and I thought he was going to leave but instead he is still here. I don't want him to leave too but it's Friday. Fridays are party days.

"Can I lie down on your bed?" He asked.

I nod. "Sure."

He lays down on my bed with his head right behind me. I looked at him over my shoulder as he place my pillow beneath his head. "Aren't you going yet?"

"You want me to leave already?" He asked back.

I slightly bite my lower lip, "No..."

"Then I'm staying for tonight." He says.

I chuckled and faced him. "Nick you have a party to attend to. It's Friday, remember?"

He groans and placed his arm on top of my lap but I'm still looking right at him.

"I'd rather be here and spend my Friday night with you." He says while looking at me.

Jesus Nick you're really going to give me a heart attack.

I smiled. "Tracy will find you in the morning. What am I gonna say?"

"Nope. She's not. Tracy's going out of town with Clyde the entire weekend. It's their first anniversary together." He said.

My heart is melting.

I'm jealous. I'm not jealous over Clyde. I'm happy for them. But all I'm getting jealous about is their relationship. I'm jealous about how they can be free in front of the public. I'm jealous about how they can kiss and say their I love you's in front of their friends because everyone knows they are dating. I'm jealous because they own each other. Im jealous because they have the right to be jealous over the other one. I'm jealous cos they don't have to be a secret.

Unlike me and Nick.

"You okay? What's wrong?" He asks.

No Nick, I'm not okay. This is not okay anymore. I can't help myself falling in love with you, that's what's wrong.

"I'm fine. Nothing's wrong." I said softly.

He reaches for my hand and his fingers moves through mine, spreading them apart. My fingers like his fingers until he entwines them together.

"I meant what I said though." He says.

My eyebrows creasing as I look at him.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"That I missed you." He pulled his head slightly up and looked at me.

He confirms it.

He missed me. He really did miss me. Every time I tell myself not to fall for his actions, I end up falling. Every time I tell myself not to fall for his sugar-coated words, I still end up falling. Oh my god Nick, why are you doing this to me? Why is it hard to just keep it physical between you and I? Oh gosh I wanna scream so loud right now. I wanna throw myself at him and hug him and tell him I missed him too. Oh god my poor heart beating is going nuts. Calm down Savannah.

"Didn't you..." he pulls himself up.

His head moving closer to me and his lips just an inch away. He smells mint from that candy I gave him. He's breathing on my face and he's holding my cheek with his huge hand.

I.

Give.

In.

"Miss me?" He continues.

Nick I'm falling...

My lips slowly parts. "I.. I did."

He kisses me briefly. My limbs are softer now. I feel like I'm turning into a liquid. I'm liquefying and I'm turning myself into water-form now with one touch and one kiss from him. He rests his forehead against my forehead while his thumb brushing on my cheek.

"Tracy told me you were having tons of exams this week so I really didn't want to bother you." He says.

I just smiled at him in response. I know my cheeks are blushing cos I can feel it burning. My breathing is now heavier than before and we've done this a lot of times but I'm still not used to his sensual touches and these little things that he does.

It always wins a huge part of me.

"It was torture to me. Not seeing you or kissing this delicious lips." He added.

Im smiling wider.

And wider.

I cleared my throat. "I think you need to go. Your frat party needs the presence of the El Presidente, remember?"

"I don't want to go to that lame party. Let's stay in bed for a while." He says while pulling my hand and kissing my knuckles.

Oh god.

How can I say no to you Nick? I can't seem to never say no to you.

I nod.

"Wanna watch a movie?" I suggested maneuvering myself to the bed.

"What movie do you have?" He ask.

I started opening my laptop and both of us were now lying down side by side with our stomachs facing down on the bed. He was looking through the movies I have on my laptop but I was busy looking at him. I love how his eyebrows are creasing to the center. I love how he looks at something so seriously like what he's doing right now. I love rubbing my forefinger against his side-beard and he doesn't complain about it.

"How about this one?" He turned to me.

I quickly looked at the screen. "I fell asleep one time when I watched that. How about..." I started scrolling.

"This one." I snapped.

He looks at it. "The Best Of Me?"

I nod and looked at him.

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