Will
My car was in the parking lot of the Mall which is right in front of Ratchada Rot Fai. So before we went in, I asked him if he wanted to drive, but he just shook his head no. Ever since I teased him about him doing me good, which is still true, Nate hasn't said anything else, and it's been bothering me.
— Nate, what's the problem? Did I say something that hurt you? I say and stare at him before starting the car.
— It is not alright!
— It's not okay, you're quieter than when we first met... I need to know what happened! — although I have a slight suspicion.
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WillMy heart beats desperately when I feel his lips lightly touch mine. I intensify our kiss, my lips suck his, I feel his tongue invading my mouth. Tasting his lips one more time is the best feeling in the world, the way he tastes mine is even better. His arms wrap around my neck, I wrap my fingers through his hair, and his tongue plays inside my mouth. Something inevitable happens, I hear a slight groan from him. That drives me crazy.My mouth kisses yours lightly, and it trails a path down your neck and with each kiss I give your hands pull my hair, and before I continue, and it gets any more intense, I hear a squeaky sound of a guitar solo. Nate places both hands on my chest to stop us. He leans back into the passenger seat, and pulls something out of his pocket, stares at his cell phone, and answers it a little breathlessly.
WillTalking to Nate's mom is always great. I must confess that I am a little envious of him, as I would never have been able to converse in such a relaxed way with my mother. Telling me about my parents was inevitable, and she gave me a lot of advice, and I felt more relieved.— I think it's my time!— Will, it's almost midnight! Why don't you sleep here?Her question took me by surprise, and before I could answer anything, he answered for me.— Mom, where will Will be sleeping, the guest room is under renovation!—
NateI don't know what's going on in my head. Yesterday, after the kiss, I promised myself I wouldn't get that close to him, and today when I saw him in the dressing room, I was sure he wasn't okay. I've only known him for a short time, but I know that when he's not smiling, joking, talking the nonsense that makes me smile, and then wondering why you think it's funny, or not acting like a fool, and flashing that smile, that damn smile, I know you're sad. I got confirmation when I got to the bathroom and heard him crying. That worried me, and I thought I was to blame for her sadness. I don't understand, why do I care so much about him?We spent a very pleasant afternoon and early evening. However, he had to provoke me. That conversation in the mall parking lot shook me up. In fact, I don't know what's going on, because from the moment I accepted the role in
NateAfter placing a mattress next to my bed, sorting out clean clothes, he appears in my room as if nothing had happened. I wonder what's going on in his head? Say all that, with that smile plastered on his lips? I can't stop thinking about what he told me.I indicate the bathroom, and hand him the clothes. I pick up my glasses from the table beside the bed, and then the notebook. I unline the bed and sit down. I flip through it, and I realize that there are many scenes with Will, and Thirasak as always struggling to have Wanchai by his side. The text makes me so focused, that I don't notice his presence.— You already told me you wore glasses, but it's the first time I've seen you like this!I look at him, and I realize he's s
WillWhen did it get to this point? I do not know. It was installing itself inside me surreptitiously, and when I realized, Nate started to awaken feelings and sensations that I used to repress, he has the power to make me like an imbecile, completely attracted to him. At other times, I would never admit it, but now I can't hide it anymore, and after the kissing, and the flirting, and all this tension that hangs over us, it's inevitable, I'm in love. How did I fall in love with my co-star? I do not know. Maybe it's his manner, the way he smiles, his mouth, his eyes, his body. The combination of all these attributes, plus how good I feel next to him. I can no longer hide this feeling, not even from myself. Being in his room, so close and yet so far away, is very disturbing to my mind.As s
WillComing home was strange. Finding my father leaving the house was even stranger. A feeling of fear, anger, contained and painful. I tried to be as polite as possible, said “good morning”, and he replied coldly. He asked about the place I spent the night, I replied that it was at a friend's house.As soon as I enter my room, the first thing I do is throw myself on the bed, grab my phone, open Twitter, and post something since I'm happy for yesterday.@wwwoninchaiPleasant day and unforgettable night
NatePlease look at me before it's too late,If you think it's me,So don't keep it to yourself...I shouldn't feel this way. That kiss in my room was intense, and it left me extremely upset, I couldn't sleep very well, in addition to the frustrated attempt to get rid of all that sexual tension. No. I didn't feel that way about a man, did I?I've never felt this way, it's too weird. I've always dated girls, what's going on? Why does my mind remind me of the kiss in my room every time I think of something that reminds me of him? There are so many questions, and I don't have the answers to them. Ever since Will walked out that door, I've been feeling a lot weirder than usual. I
Nate— What the hell, Nate! What do you want from me? If you don't want anything to do with me, I'll understand. I apologize for yesterday, for everything!Fuck, do I really want this? That he walk away from me? My mind is very lost. Vulnerability gives way to something uncontrollable as my eyes stray to his lips. Damn, I'm going crazy like this! I take her arm once more, and pull her into one of the bathroom stalls. I close the door, then look closely at him, his mouth so full and rosy. What am I thinking?— What are you...I'm out of control. I take his mouth hard, pull his hair, my body is glued to his. It smells so good! My tongue invades his mouth, and meets his, while my hands c