Nathan: Branston High Series のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 21 - チャプター 30

My mum is crazy, particularly when she teams up with Leanna's mum, but the scariest part of their stupid little prank was that while I was sitting there, being forced to stare at Leanna's horrified face while my mum fake proposed on my behalf, I thought about what they were trying to scare me with and I wasn't scared, not at all.  The images rushing through my head at the prospect of spending the rest of my life with Leanna were all good, going to university, living together, getting married, right here at this cabin, having children, I can't imagine wanting to do it with anyone else.  But Leanna looked like she was being handed a death sentence and I can't blame her, that's the rational response for an eighteen year old who's only a few days into a relationship, not to embrace it wholeheartedly and want to help with table decorations.

The fact that someone has sent Leanna flowers is obviously bothering her more than it is me because she can't stop looking at the card, even once we get into her room."You could ring the florist?" I suggest, the fifth time she picks it up. "Ask them if they've got a record of who sent them?"She got her phone out immediately and googled the place on the card, clicking to call and then sighing, pressing the speakerphone to let me hear the answerphone message."Uh… hi, my name's Leanna Woodson, I had some flowers delivered today from yourselves and I wondered if someone could give me a call back please." She hangs up after giving them her mobile number."Hey, relax, it's flowers not a horse's head in your bed." I hug her, pulling her to lay down on her bed.

Leanna wants to forget about the flowers and the text, and after her very convincing argument last night, I agreed to do whatever she wanted me to.We slept wrapped up in one another and as soon as the memory of last night filtered into my brain, I was ready and desperate to take her again. I'm patient, so very patient, waiting until she wakes up before I start kissing her. She responds immediately, rolling onto her back and letting me settle between her legs. I slip beneath the blanket, licking and teasing her the way I planned to do last night, before the night took a different turn."Now, Nathan, I need you now." She tugs on my arms, I roll on a condom and slide easily inside her. "Good morning." She giggles when I collapse on top of her.

This week has been stressful with the stupid boyfriend poll randomly popping up everywhere. Goodness knows what they're judging it on because somehow Max is in the lead and even Jack has got some points even though he's back at university, whereas in trailing in the back with only a single mark. Not that I'm really looking into it at all, but it's annoying to know they're trying to make out like someone else would be better for Leanna than I am. Anyway, because we've had a hard week and Kim's throwing her party tonight, today I'm making Leanna skip school and taking her ice skating instead. I've cleared it with both sets of parents and they're ok with it under the circumstances. It feels nice to be away from the drama of everything and actually act like a proper couple, a bit like when we were on holiday, we can just be us. We used to come a lot when we were kids, racing each other around as fast as we could or dancing during the weekend disco's but I haven't been since we stopped

"I can't find my phone." Leanna grumbles, tearing the pillows and quilt from her bed and then chucking them back on and dropping down to look underneath it. "I haven't seen it since last night at the cinema and then you distracted me with kisses and things, so I forgot until this morning.""Maybe you left it there? We can pop in on the way back from the beach? They should be open by then." She nods, leaving her bedding in a heap on the bed and pulling her trainers on.Leanna and I have been jogging along the beach every morning the last three weeks, the sun beating down on our backs and it's how it should have always been.Three weeks of complete uninterrupted bliss, there's been no texts since the night her car brakes were tampered with, the boyfriend pole seems to have been forgotten and although I was worried dur