Never getting tired of you

Nathan was a quiet lad with dark secrets. He never thought that anybody cared about him, he didn't have any friends until one day he met a girl who changed him and taught him how to love.


22. black eye

Nathan's POV:

I didn't want to go to school, but I already had yesterday off and people would get suspicious if I'm off again.

So I got up, got dressed, got my bag and walked to the bus stop. Olivia was there, dammit. I decided to ignore her because I was pretty good at ignoring stuff. But it was pretty hard when she started shouting stuff.

"Ew! What's happened to your eye!" She cried, pointing at me. I just turned around and pulled my jacket up to try and cover my face. I knew coming into school was a bad idea. But before I could walk back home the bus came. I gave my money to the bus driver.

"Whoa," he said once he looked up at me. "Are you alright kid?" He asked me. I weakly nodded and went to my usual seat on the bus.

I arrived at school. Zoe had just got out of her dad's car. Her dad gave me scowl. I just walked away. I didn't know why, I thought we hit it off well the other night. Zoe waited until her dad's car was out of distance and then she ran up to me.

"Where were you yester-" she then stopped and got hold of chin, turning my face to inspect it. "Oh my god! What happened to you!" She cried. I shook my head free from her hands.

"Nothing," I mumbled.

"Nathan, you don't get a black eye from nothing? And what happened to your lip!" She gasped, covering her mouth. "Who did this to you?"

"Erm," I stuttered, trying to find an excuse to cover my mums actions. " I... Incidentally walked into a group of gangsters and they... Beat me up," I lied, not bad.

"Nathan you can't let people do things like this to you! Look at your face, look at what happened to your beautiful face," she sighed. I blushed and half smiled. "Not something to be proud of," she added, looking down.

"Don't worry I'm fine now," I replied. "What's up with your dad?" I wondered, changing the subject.

"Oh... He's just erm, having one of those days," she said, but I could tell it wasn't the truth because Zoe never found it hard to get her words out. But I wasn't going to question her, if she's lying it's for a reason so I'll leave it as that. After all I wouldn't want her nagging me about my black eye.

I noticed a lot of teachers and other students starring at my face. I really didn't feel comfortable with that. I didn't even think it was that noticeable until now.

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