LOGINNatalie's pov “I want to talk about us, my love,” Louis said, adjusting so he was closer to me.I immediately became more attentive.“What about us?”He swallowed, then paused and looked around. Then he cleared his throat.“We've been together for a while now,” he began.“Yes.”“And…”He stopped.I waited, feeling my patience thin out really quickly. I started pinching off the cuticles of my fingers in anxiety.“And we haven't really…”His voice trailed off.“Haven't really what? Just speak up, Louis,” I said tiredly.He laughed nervously.“You're really making me say it?” He asked, groaning rather gently.“I genuinely don't know what you're trying to say.” I pointed out, mirthlessly.He looked at me for a long moment.“Intimacy.”My face heated immediately.“Oh.”“Yeah…” he trailed off again.I looked away, feeling extremely embarrassed.He continued quietly, “I mean, we've kissed once or twice. We've done all the cute couple stuff.”I smiled despite myself.“Cute couple stuff?”“You
Natalie's pov I stared at the message for a few seconds, standing in the middle of the hallway as I reread it again.Louis: We might need to talk.My stomach tightened in anticipation and anxiety. Messages like this don't sit well with me. My mind has been jumpy the past few weeks.I typed quickly.Me: About what?The typing indicator appeared almost immediately, then disappeared, before it appeared again.Soon a new message popped into my phone.Louis: Can we meet after your next class?I hesitated before replying, humming softly as I considered my answer.Me: Okay.His response came almost instantly.Louis: I'll find you.I put my phone away. Kian was standing a few paces away from me, watching me with a mild interest on his face. As I came closer, the interest morphed into a quick bored expression.“You're quiet,” he said, “must be important.”“I just got a message, is all. It's no big deal,” I said, clearing my throat. Kian nodded knowingly.“From Mozart?” he asked, like he alr
Natalie's pov “Natalie…Natalie…. Natalie!!”Kian's voice snapped me out of the reverie I was in. He was looking at me, his eyes widened in …concern? Worry?? I couldn't tell. The warmth on my shoulders made me aware that his arms were still on me.I felt my face get hotter, and I cleared my throat awkwardly, trying to regain the smallest shred of normalcy I could muster.“Are you okay, weirdo?” He said, his voice a little tight, even as it was tinged with amusement. I shoved his arm from my shoulders, letting it drop away from me.He barely moved.“You're annoying,” I said, feeling anger rise at the awkwardness of the situation.What were you thinking?!“So I've been told,” Kian said back, completely oblivious of whatever turmoil I was going through.He looked down at me for a second, then, unexpectedly, he smiled.It wasn't his usual arrogant smirk. It was small, almost genuine.I stared at him.“What?”“You are genuinely so odd,” he said to me, shaking his head.“You're the one s
Natalie's pov After a few days, everything felt normal again. At least, normal enough, our routines were back to how it used to be. This morning, as expected, Louis was waiting for me outside the library when I arrived on campus.He smiled as soon as he saw me.“There she is.” He said, leaving the wall he was leaning on and coming to me.I smiled back,“Why are you always waiting for me?”“Because I like seeing you,” he answered without missing a beat.“That is a very cheesy answer.” I mocked him.“And yet you smiled, so it's a win for me,” he shrugged with a smile.I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't stop the small smile from staying on my face.He reached for my hand,“How's your head, genius?”“Fine. I just needed rest really,” I said, falling into step with him.“Really?”“Yes, doctor.” I teased againWe walked toward the main building, our hands loosely intertwined. Nothing felt wrong.Louis was still Louis - Sweet, affectionate, a little too attentive sometimes.But normal.He ask
Natalie's pov “...what do you think about Louis?” Allison paused, her face contorting in confusion.“What do I think… in what aspect?” She asked.“What do you think of both of us in a relationship, of him as a person… just tell me what you think in entirety,” I clarified, leaning closer to her.She leaned back in her chair and studied me.“You really want my honest opinion?” she asked.“Yes. Why would I ask if I do not?” I sighed, looking around the class.“All of it?” Allison asked again.“Yes, Allie.”She nodded slowly. “Okay.”That one word immediately made me nervous.“I like Louis,” she began.I relaxed a little, smiling widely.“I actually do,” she continued. “He’s sweet to you. He pays attention to you. He makes you smile. And, most importantly, you actually seem happy around him.”I looked down at my hands, feeling heat rush over my face. I knew by now I was already a bright red.“I am. He makes me so happy,” I agreed.“I know,” she smiled,“You’re different with him.”“Diff
Natalie's pov “You are not a Lawley." Louis' face fell almost immediately. The reaction was so visceral, almost like I just punched him in the gut. I immediately realized how that sounded. “That's not what I meant,” I said immediately, trying to make amends. “I know what you meant,” he responded, although his voice was sad, he gave out a forced smile as he nodded once. I sighed,“I just don't understand.” He looked down for a moment, then back at me. “My family isn't poor, Natalie. I may not have all the wealth, but we're not poor,” he said rather ruefully. “I never said they were,” my voice was quiet, I didn't want to say the wrong thing, not again. “But we're not like Kian's family,” he continued, glancing at the necklace, “I don't buy you things because I think money can fix everything.” “Then why?” I asked. He was quiet for a moment. “Its because I like seeing you happy.” That answer caught me off guard. I looked away, subtly trying to catch my breath. He continued
Natalie's pov “Did he say 'the' Kian Lawley set you up?” Allison said, her words coming out breathless. I didn't reply. I ground my teeth, repeatedly counting my right fingers. “At least you won't be expelled. It's just a harmless prank, Natt.” “A harmless prank?! Allison, I was framed!” I s
Natalie's povFINAL YEARThe beginning of the end. As I stepped into the hallway of Bennington college, I grinded my jaw, the sharp pain that rose soothed me strangely.Students gathered in clusters, talking over each other. The chaos felt new, even when it was the same as always, at the start of
Natalie's pov The shelf at the Dean's office was filled with awards and plaques… all in shades of brown and grey.I looked at the door, sighing inwardly to myself. My mind was already made up as to what to ask the dean.Where might he-“Quit acting like a trapped squirrel.” A voice snapped beside
I scrunched up the letter, throwing it at the far end of my room.I was up and ready before 7am, not because I was heeding to the Kian's command. I was simply scared of offending Joey.Kian was bluffing anyways. I knew there was no way in hell that he'd be taking me in his car to school.When I st







