LOGINNathaniel.I helped her push her hair backward, smiling. “Girlfriend?” I lifted an eyebrow at her.She shook her head. “Hmm of course, you’re my boyfriend and I’m your girlfriend,” she said with all seriousness.“You’re really something else.” I flicked her forehead. “You’re my little cousin, not my girlfriend. So don’t go around spreading such inappropriate lies.”Frowning, she folded her arms against her chest. “Seriously, is this the grand welcome I deserve? I literally just came back from war. Do you know how hard it was for me to survive, huh? Do you?”“Well clearly you had enough fun with your clinical posting, else you wouldn’t be blabbering all this nonsense.” Sighing, I turned around, checking my watch. I still had a few hours before classes began.“Wait a minute.” Sophie pushed herself against me, and I rolled my eyes. I swear she and Tyler really have no regard for personal space.She grabbed my jaw, angling my face at her, her eyes narrowed. “Something is different about y
NathanielI stared at my reflection.An unexplainable excitement mixed with nervousness wrecked my features.I decided to wear a white button down shirt and blue jeans.And at the back of my head, the reason was quite obvious. He liked me in white shirts, and though he hasn’t said it out loud, it was clear.What is this now? Me trying to please him? Look presentable?I closed my eyes, shaking my head, this is so unlike me.Really getting all dolled up for a boy?Not any boy, your boyfriend, the voice whispered.My stomach tightened at that.Boyfriend.The word still felt new. Strange. Heavy in a way that made my chest feel too full and too light at the same time.I opened my eyes again, staring at myself harder this time.“Get a grip,” I muttered under my breath.But I didn’t move.Instead, my fingers lifted, slowly fixing the collar of my shirt, smoothing out wrinkles that weren’t even there.Because if I was being honest with myselfI wanted him to look at me.I wanted that look he
NikolaiA knowing grin slipped onto my lips, watching my baby run up the stairs.Fuck me for fucking saying how utterly cute he is.“Keep running baby. It won’t be long before I have you completely to myself.”My heart ridiculously burst with joy when he said he wants us to be boyfriends. Like my pretty boy finally took the bold step of moving first?Hell yeah, I am definitely not letting him go anytime soon.I pushed my hair backward, fastening my helmet.I never thought I would beg myself to be a relationship person. I mean I do constantly fuck around and commitment sounds pretty serious. But when it comes to him, yeah I am fucking willing to give him a try.Before I could climb onto my bike, my phone vibrated.It was a text from Liam.Now what does this motherfucking brother of mine want?[Home. Now.]That’s all it read.I frowned, not appreciating how much of a dick he was sounding and how much of a pain in the ass, especially what an asshole he was becoming.Though my first insti
NathanielIt was this tight funny feeling in my chest.The more I stared at Nikolai, the more the butterflies in my stomach flapped.We were officially now boyfriends.Which would have been absolutely weird coming from my previous.“What got you blushing, baby.” Nikolai flicked my hair, bringing his face even closer, like he wants to inhale me or something.I shook my head. “Nothing.” I cleared my throat. “Can we go now, it’s getting really late and I have lectures tomorrow.”He hummed before he stood up, stretching his hand out.Though with slight hesitation, I took his hand as he helped pull me forward and then standing up.And of course he didn’t miss the opportunity to rub himself all over me, which I think is something I should probably get used to. Especially how hard it was ignoring both our erections minutes ago when we kissed.For a second there, I thought he would take things further, but I guess he’s actually keeping to his words. Not rushing me.He pulled me closer, inhali
NikolaiHe swatted my hands away.Hurt rippled through my features.Fuck! I didn’t know my actions would cause such a reaction from him.Nathaniel roughly stood up, glaring harshly at me as he repeated again, “I want to go home, Nikolai.”Dragging myself off the sand, standing, I shook my head. “Calm down, baby-”“I fucking told you!” Punch. “I’m not your fucking baby!”Pain exploded through my face as I stumbled backwards, the sand not being enough anchor.Heavily, he huffed, chest rising, as almost immediate regret hit his features.“Shit, I’m sorry.” And he grabbed my face, cursing at himself. “Fuck! I’m sorry. Please, I’m sorry.” His fingers brushed against my cheek which he punched.And though it wasn’t actually a good moment to joke around with him, I just couldn’t stop myself from grinning like some fucked up idiot.“I’m really sorry-”Fuck! I didn’t even allow him to finish that fucked up statement from his mouth, as I roughly grabbed his nape, hurling him to me before brutall
NathanielHis lips against mine felt unrecognizably soft.Slowly, our lips melted, our breathing collapsing together.I knew in every damn universe that this was wrong.Kissing a guy.And finding it extremely pleasurable.I felt Nikolai’s hand weave through my hair, the other settling firmly around my waist as he pulled me closer.“Fuck… baby… you taste so good,” he murmured, his voice low and rough.My heart stuttered.That name again.Baby.It shouldn’t have affected me the way it did.But it did.My fingers tightened slightly against his shirt, unsure if I was trying to push him away or pull him closer.I didn’t even know anymore.Everything felt…..good.He deepened the kiss, smashing our tongues together as the kiss turned rough, suffocating all rational thoughts in my head.“Ni…..Nikolai…..” I huffed, crumpling my fingers against his shirt.“Shit!” He cursed, and the next minute, he flipped me over the sand, changing our position, with him on top of me, intertwining our fingers.
NathanielSweat trickled down my neck.And for some reason, I felt overly annoyed and nervous too.I glanced at my phone for what felt like the hundredth time, staring at the QR code, which had a small location attached at the bottom.I twitched my glasses.Yeah, I finally got a new one after my pr
NikolaiIt was a sight, seeing him without his glasses.His preppy, pretty-boy features were perfectly outlined. I could see every line, every curve, every stupid little imperfection that made him him.I could feel it, my fingers itching to trace them. Down his face, down to his collarbone, before
NikolaiSo today I choose violence….Wait that’s not right.Let’s go again.Waking up in the heavens blessed sunny Thursday morning, violence had decided to choose me to take its course in my hands, which of course there was no way I would refuse getting my hands soiled in some motherfucker’s blood
NathanielI glanced at my phone, which was ringing, and of course it was none other than my mother.Heavily I sighed, ended the call, knowing that she’s probably cursing my whole future.“Hey Lockwood.” Someone called, and turning around, I spotted Tyler, waving at me, and subconsciously I inhaled.







