Nate’s POV I pulled the door open after confirming who it was and took a step backwards for Avery to come in, and he took a long look at me before shaking his head and walking past me, straight into my kitchen with his head heavy with two plastic bags which looked really heavy and filled up. Trust Avery to go all out and buy out the whole store for me, all because he really hates the fact that I haven’t eaten anything today, and that my excuse had been because there wasn’t any kind of food. I pushed the door into place and locked it before making my way into the kitchen and I leaned against the wall beside the entrance of the kitchen, while watching him offload the plastic bags, bringing out ingredients and more good ingredients from the bags and lining them up on the counter.“You didn’t have to go to this much trouble, a few stuffs would have been fine.” I started to say after a few moments had passed in silence and the only things making any kind of sounds here in the kitchen
Nate’s POV I drained the water from the cooked spaghetti while Avery sliced onion on the other end of the counter. I poured the drained water into the sink and opened the tap water, so the cold water can mix with the hot spaghetti water as it all slides down the drain. I poured the spaghetti back into the pot and covered it, before placing it back on the stove and putting it on a really low steam.The pot for the sauce was already placed on the other face of the cooker, it was a four faced cooker and a lot of things can be prepared on it at once, I poured some oil into the pot once it had completely dried up, and it started to sizzle immediately, making a low popping echoed around the kitchen. I squeezed my eyes shut when the scent from the onions which Avery was still slicing, started to penetrate into my eyes, causing it to sting a little.Avery walked towards the pot of oil with the slicked onions, and I took a couple of steps back in order to make the scent not get int
Nate’s POV Avery and I were both sitting on the longest three seaters couch in the sitting room and there was a little amount of space left between us. The television was still turned on and some music video was currently playing on it, but I had reduced the volume a lot, so it was way too low for me to make out what was being sang from the television. I moved my hands above my thighs and breathed out a small sigh, as I shifted on my spot on the couch and raised my second hand up, in order to card my fingers through my hair.My stomach was starting to churn and I quietly prayed that the food which I had eaten some time ago, wouldn’t come back up through my mouth in the form of vomit.“So, Avery?” I called out while staring at Avery from the corner of my eyes and I watched as he glanced up from his phone which he had been tapping away on, to turn his head slightly around until he was staring at me.“Yeah?” He asked after a moment.“I’ve been meaning to ask and I kind of forgot
Nate’s POV “She’s so damn beautiful, I mean, super beautiful.” He continued to speak and I watched as a dreamy expression took over his face at that moment, which made me sticker at him a little, and he gave me the finger in return, without missing a beat. “Should I even be talking to you about this? After all that’s happening with you and whoever his name is, since you’ve refused to share his name with me again.” Avery mused out and I turned my head around to stare at him pointedly, with my eyes narrowed at him.“What do you mean by ‘should you even be talking to me about this?” I demanded with a small scowl as I pushed myself off the couch backrest until I was sitting upright, before I continued. “I shouldn’t hinder you from talking about your lovelife, especially when it makes you obviously happy. It’s not like I’m heartbroken, and that the idea of knowing my best friend in love is going to hurt me… because that’s not how it works. I’m not heartbroken, and heck? Even if I
Nate’s POV “How did it even happen?” Avery asked as he fell into my bed and flopped on it a little. After a few seconds, he was pushing himself into a sitting position and grabbing on one of the pillows on the bed to pull into himself and wrap his arms around. I was still standing in the middle of the room when he had decided to ask that question, and although I knew exactly what he was talking about, I still decided to play dumb because I most definitely wasn’t looking forward to having that conversation with him tonight.I walked towards my closet and start to pull out a pair of sweats which I was going to be lending Avery to sleep in tonight. Avery and I had once been really close thst even to this extent whereby we do not see each other as frequently as we used to do before, the friendship bond between us was still a lot strong and each time we end up seeing each other in person again, it always seem like we haven’t seen in ages because that vibe is still always there, tha
Nate’s POV It’s been a few days since I went to my dad’s company, it’s been three days since I last saw my best friend, after he came over here to spend the night with me, it’s been three days since I left the house… I felt almost depressed.It felt like I was slowly sinking into a deep hole of sadness, depression and over-thinking, making me feel more sadder, less motivated to do a damn thing or even bother leaving the house to get a damn thing done. I had some things to do at the office, some files to sort out and other stuff, but then, that would have to be put on wait because I was avoiding my dad’s company as well.I haven’t bothered to pick up my father’s call since the day when I had walked out of the conference room, as soon as the woman who I was supposed to get married to, arrived along with her father and brother.I knew he was undoubtedly going to be even more disappointed in me, he’d probably feel the most disappointment in me than he had ever felt for me before. M
Nate’s POV I ran my comb through my hair while staring at my reflection in the mirror before me, in the bathroom, some minutes after I had my bath. I was still in a towel but preferred to comb my hair out after washing it, compared to drying it off with a towel like most people do. Each time I do it the way people do it with a towel, it always ends up having wrinkles and at the end of the day, it would dry off in a way I do not like, but each time I make use of my comb, it always ends up drying off in a way I’d like, without any sort of wrinkles or curls. The only downside about it was the fact that I had to endure the whole water that would drip out until whenever the water in the hair strands would finally stop dripping.My eyes was red rimmed as I took in my facial expression in the mirror and I convinced myself that it was because of the fact that water had got into my hair from the shower I had taken a few minutes ago, and definitely not because I had cried a little befor
Nate’s POV I blasted one of my favorite songs by The Weeknd in my car as I drove out of my apartment’s compound, and through the streets for a few moments before making my way into the busy expressway. I nodded my head along with the beat of the song as I sang along really loudly. I got to know about The Weeknd when I was still in college, on the night where my friends and I had all attended a party of a dude who was really obsessed with him back then. Literally almost all the songs he had played had been The Weeknd’s songs and had fallen in love with every one of them, and the very next day, I had looked him up on my phone and that had been where the whole obsession had started.I could feel my head start to pound a little due to how loud the song currently was but I didn't mind, and I shoved the thought of getting a headache out of my mind the next instant. I was taking my time and wasn’t even rushing in any kind of way, because I wanted to take as much time as possible befo