Nate
I pass through the door that leads to the living room, and back to the space where the party is, I stop and look around, and something displeases me. Is it serious? I went to the bathroom and my boyfriend was dancing with my sister-in-law. Could someone explain to me what happened in this short period of time?
Before I can walk up to them, I am stopped by a voice.
— There you are! Nate, is that your name? I don't think we've been introduced, I'm Phailin, Will's mother!
I stare at the woman next to me. Her appearance reminds me a lot of Will, in a feminine and older version. The tone of her voice exudes mischief and glamour, as does her beautiful blue dress.
WillWhen I left Nate's house with the intention of coming to my grandfather's party, I didn't expect so many different emotions at the same time. If I were a gossip show host, I would certainly give the following summary:You can't miss it! On today's program, watch the seven amazing moments from the birthday party, of the patriarch of the Woninchai family, that impacted my evening...1 - My grandfather doing what my parents didn't, taking me in;2 - My parents pretending I don't exist, while my mother confabulates with Kanya's mother, our wedding, which will happen only in their heads;3 - Kanya being insistent, asking me to dance; 4 - Nate pulling me out of Kanya's arms;5 - Nate letting his body do the talking for him, and grabbing me in my grandfather's library, as if he had never had sex in his life (which was quite interesting!);6 - Lyn and her antics; 7 - The arrival of Sunee;— When did you arrive? — asked Lyn, and then hugged her tightly. She detaches herself
Will— Ah... Eh...— From the shame on your face, it must be sex. Isn't it? — Sunee continues the question. — I can see the scene now, Nate didn't want to be the passive one, did he?Sunee asked, and Lyn laughed.— You mean Lyn knows the details, and I don't? Why not? — she asks, feigning indignation.— Because you are always too busy, the time zone doesn't cooperate, I am also working a lot, in my spare time I am with Nate, and I was not passive in the beginning!— What do you mean? — both ask in unison.— I didn't see any problems in being passive, and I offered myself, because I saw that we wouldn't leave 0-0, but my boyfriend wanted to try it, and after a while I wanted to try it too...— A flex couple? That's wonderful! — exclaims Lyn, and Sunee nods in agreement.— But what about you? What brought you back to the country? And it's no use saying it was Grandpa's party, because you were whispering the whole time...— I will tell you, but you must keep it a secr
NateI am not a romantic guy. At least I didn't used to be, until I met Will. This boy has managed to awaken feelings that I have never felt for anyone else. I want to hear his voice, his stories, his laments, take care of him, be with him. To feel his smell, his mouth on mine, his caresses, his body... Ah, I am so in love!We are six months into our relationship, I have just moved into my apartment, and I thought the time was right for a surprise. When the doorbell rings, my heart races.Stay calm, Nate!Before I open the door, an involuntary smile forms on my lips. I open the door and find him, accompanied by his sisters. I notice his gaze sweeping over my body, which pleases me, and we remain like this for a few seconds until we are snapped out of our momentary trance by my sister-in-law.After the fond moment at my door, and all the pleasant conversations between our families before and during dinner, my mind can only think of how to speak what I have in mind. I remember the ch
Nate— You know, I am a lucky guy, I have a beautiful, smart, nice and very supportive boyfriend! — I say, as I finish cleaning the countertop. Will stops washing the dishes, looks at me and smiles.— Do you know that I have a boyfriend who loves to spoil me all the time, and I'm starting to get sick of it?— It is because your boyfriend loves you very much!— I know, I love him very much too! But there is one thing that worries me about him, or rather, about you!— What is it?— You still care too much about what you see on the Internet, about what mean people say about us, and especially after all that nonsense my mother told you! — he says and approaches me.— I know it sounds silly, but I'm insecure, and I think you've already noticed that, and what your mother said didn't affect me, but we don't know what she might be up to when she finds out that your grandfather wants Sunee to be CEO of the companies. As for the internet court, every day there is someone bad-mouthing me, or s
WillA few weeks ago Nate gave me a promise ring, and with all that ceremony he made me think that I would be proposed to. That night was wonderful. Part of our families were together, celebrating six months of dating. We talked about so many things, but something bothered me that night, and still does.Success follows us wherever we go, it's like a coin, it has two sides, one is positive and one is negative. Not being able to assume our relationship in front of the public is something negative, but we are instructed to provoke situations for the fandom of our ship to live fed, which is something very contradictory. However this also fosters problems with part of the fandom that doesn't agree with the ship, just enjoys the work of each of us separately, and this is getting worse and worse, because there are many people who like me and stalk Nate on social networks.Worry has become a recurring word in my mind. Nate doesn't say anything else, but I know that the fake news,
Will— You know I love you, so there's no need to act like this, kitten! - I say, wrapping my arms around his neck, and he stares at me with his intimidating gaze, reason enough for my heart to melt for him.— You lied, went to find your mother, and kissed that inconvenient girl! — he exclaims, I come closer, bite my lip, and stare at his mouth.— I don't know if pos....TRIMMMM.... TRIMMMMM... TRIMMM... TRIMMM....But what is it?I open my eyes with difficulty, look around me, get up, sit on the bed, and realize that the noise that disturbed my dream is coming from the door. I get up, walk to the apartment room, look at my body, and realize that I'm still wearing the same clothes as yesterday, after I left Nate's house. I turn the knob, open the door, and stare into my sister's worried eyes.— Take your cell phone!— Who gave you up?— Our mother. She said Kanya was at the house and delivered it to her! and...— Do you already know what she did? — Did you see Nate yesterday? — I nod
WillI have done nothing but think about meeting him again. It may sound like an exaggeration, but I haven't done much since Sunee said the script reading would be on Wednesday. My life has been about waiting for the days to pass quickly, so you can imagine how I am feeling as I look in the rearview mirror in the middle of Wednesday morning, with an hour until the cast and production meeting, and less than ten minutes away from the production building. Nervousness is what sums me up. Although I know I need to be calm, and not overreact in front of everyone, and especially him.I fly through the lobby of the production company, the elevator taking less than two minutes to reach the tenth floor, but to me it seems like an eternity. After settling into the conference room, sitting in one of the many chairs that make up the large oval table, I watch the landscape through the window in front of me, and my thoughts fly back to the first time I saw Nate. So much has changed sin
NateThe time I spent away from Will, served to evaluate some things, and to realize that it is very hard to be away from him. Those were terrible days. I suffered, cried, felt an emptiness inside me, something I experienced years ago when my father left home, but this time the situation presented itself in a much larger dimension than that. Along with the accident, my life was exposed in a lying, vile way, and besides involving the guy I love, and making me wonder if I really want to share all these problems with him.As if it wasn't enough that his mother made up that whole stupid story with Kânya, I still had to read and watch videos of people who don't know us, sharing lies and meanness, saying that they were engaged, and that he couldn't have chosen a better bride, and Will should stay away from me, because my accident happened because I was under the influence of drugs. I felt so much anger about all of this, I know that nothing is his fault, and I had decided to s