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.


7. this mum

"Oh my god is that what time it is?!" Zoe yelled looking at her phone. "I'm so sorry Nathan but I have to leave, my parents are going to be soooo mad!" She waved bye to me and ran upstairs and out of the shop. I followed her.

"Wait," I called out of breath. Zoe stopped and turned around. I didn't know what to say now, I guess I just didn't want her to leave. "Do you want me to walk you?" I suggested, regretting it instantly. I knew she'd turn me down and then I'd feel really bad about it.

"So glad you asked," she replied unexpectedly. "Was hoping you'd say that," she smiled looking down with her hair falling covering her face. I grinned and swung my bag over my shoulder and walked beside her.

Zoe's POV:

He was such a gentleman. I didn't expect this from him. This morning he was just some guy I never noticed but now... I didn't really know.

We arrived outside my house. Nathan spent a couple of seconds processing this is where I live. I guess it's a little bigger than his place. I saw my mum looking out of the upstairs window and down at me.

"Thank you," I said to Nathan. He shrugged.

"No problem," I could hear him mutter. He waved bye and pulled up his hood as he walked away. I sighed.

I unlocked the front door. "I'm home," I yelled.

"How was school," mum asked, rushing downstairs.

"It was fine-"

"Who was that?" She interrupted me. I guess she was talking about Nathan.

"Some boy, he walked me home?" I said like it was no big deal because it wasn't.

"Where have you been?" Mum kept asking.

"Out, look I'm fine you don't need to know everything okay?" I told her, throwing my bag at the bottom of the stairs and ran up to my bedroom. I could hear mums footsteps following me.

"I just don't want you getting into any kind of mess at such a young age! He is a good boy right? Doesn't smoke or drink or whatever?" Mum looked at me, not very trusting.

"I dunno I just met him today," I shrugged, getting out stuff to do my homework. "I know that he isn't a jerk like the other boys in my school," I told her.

"So do you know anything about this boy?" Mum sat down beside me.

"A bit-"

"But that's not enough! Don't go out for over an hour after school with some boy you know only 'a bit'!" Mum stood up towering over me.

"I know what I'm doing mum... Don't worry," I reassured her. Mum had her hand on her head.

"I know sweetie you just got to be really careful with these boys, you never know," she breathed as I hugged her.

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