Nathaniel Meme Novels & Stories

“Oh shut the fuck up, Nathaniel! Don’t be miserable just because no one wants to date you.” “I am doing just fine in that department, thanks.” Nathaniel smirked. “I get a lot of girls with no complaints.” “Yeah, right! Your dick is just like the rest of you…subpar.” I laughed. “Oh you’d be lucky to have my dick, Monroe. At least I don’t take aged dick like you.” “You’re just jealous because no one loves you!” Nathaniel chuckled. “You really are as dumb as I thought you were. You think that guy loves you? You’re not even the only one, believe me!”

"We're busy. Shopping. As you can see." "Ayven," Shayla warned softly. "Manners." "I have manners. I said 'fine,' didn't I?" Nathaniel chuckled, though it sounded slightly forced. "He's protective. I get it. It's admirable, actually." "He's seven," Shayla said. "He's also brilliant and opinionated and doesn't filter his thoughts." "Clearly." Nathaniel shifted his basket. "Listen, I know this is random, but I'm off next weekend. Maybe we could—"

She trots happily to her room/ ------------------A WEEK LATER--------------------- Nathaniel Ross sits in a business conference listening as much as he can to the ramblings of the board of directors and he himself does look bored. His face looks like he’s fighting a yawn. The person presenting to the board begins talking about a business take over on the projected screen points at some red dots as he explains the dangers surrounding that. Nathaniel almost fails to hide his elation when his phone vibrates. He looks at the screen and sees an email from Vine.

Drake looked proud and smiled during the first half, but his expression turned embarrassed and sheepish during the second half, especially when Evelyn mentioned his love for spicy food and horror movies. Amber: "Five things I love about Nathan: his adventurous spirit, his creativity, his empathy, his sense of humor, and his handsome beard. And five things I hate about him: his dirty socks, his constant teasing, his 'dad' jokes, his leaving the cap off the toothpaste, and his snoring!" Nathan grinned and looked proud during the first half, but his face turned bright red and he looked embarrassed during the second half.

My name is Emma and I'm what they call a nerd. Not only that I have multiple nicknames like fathead, uglyface, the list is endless. Summer is finally over meaning it's back to school well for me more like I'm going to hell, you see I've always been bullied. It started of being an emotional thing but then they started bullying me physically, shoved me against the lockers, some girls actually slap me but I don't do anything I just walk away.

There is always a way out that can be made, behind a dead end. Yes, that's roughly how optimistic Nathan is at the moment. After catching something in his eyes that now looked so bright and promising. Why? Guess what Nathan saw? The answers to his questions over the past few days were recorded there quite clearly. And Nathan will know the answer he is looking for without even needing to press his friend again. He should have thought about that for a long time, but oh well, the rice has become porridge, and eating porridge isn't bad, sometimes it's delicious because it's easy to digest. Wait—that's not your focus right now, Nathan!

Instead of pulling away from him, Theo only leans against his arm, sticking his tongue out at me. Traitor. The playful moment is brought to an end when Nathaniel huffs quietly before pushing himself upright. “Come on,” he mutters. “Let’s feed you before you start crying.” “I do not cry,” Theo retorts. “You literally cried because your cartoon ended yesterday.” “That was emotional damage.” At that, Nathaniel lets out a low laugh, the sound catching me off guard together with the warmth fluttering in my chest at hearing it. As if he’s personally accomplished something, Theo grins proudly and climbs off the bed, just as Nathaniel does, revealing his full figure in only a pair of sweats pants.

"Well, let's see if you can back up that claim." "A great brother?" Nathaniel repeated, his expression one of mock offense. "I'll have you know I'm the best brother there is!" Katherina couldn't hold back her laughter at his dramatic tone. "Oh really?" she said, a grin spreading across her face. "And what makes you so great?" Nathaniel put a hand to his chest, feigning a look of shock. "I'm wounded that you even have to ask!" he exclaimed. "My very presence makes the world a better place!"

Chase said teasingly. Nathan glared at him. "We both, including the world know that she is not a wife material and I am not even interested in this thing too," he said and chugged down his coke. "Like I said earlier, you need to get laid," Chase commented with a laugh. "I might take up that offer if I'm sure Crystal won't assassinate the girl I fuck," Nathan grumbled and his best friend laughed again.

There was a certain infectious factor about their laugh, their happiness that had all of us giggling and with flushed cheeks out of giddiness. "Mom, c-can I ask you something?", Nathan begins, quietly fiddling with his collar. "I know you have a lot of questions Nathan, go ahead and ask away," she smiles. "H-How are you alive?", he sighs in disbelief and all of us burst in chuckles, already knowing that Kate was expecting this to be a question but he stares at us, confused. "What? hey! Don't laugh, I said!"