Nathaniel's POV

When we were playing truth or dare, Pamela's dare made my heart skip a beat. I got so lost in her beautiful blue eyes that I wanted to wrap my hands around her, I won't lie, I wanted to kiss her..more importantly I wanted her.

And when she said the first letter of her crush's' name as 'D',to say I was angry was an understatement, I was livid. I gave her a hickey because I couldn't stand how smooth her skin was.

Who is this lucky D guy?

I've always made lonely journeys to my grandma's place but this time, I had company, which I always crave for. 

In short, she's irresistible.

I've never given Belinda a hickey before and I don't intend to so in the future. Kissing her 1000 times can't make up to giving Pamela just a hickey.

When I saw her name in my palm, my hatred for the Indian disappeared because I was glad.

Honestly, I beat up those fuckers because they were harassing Pamela and boiling my blood, not because I wanted to go home or anything.

I'm pretty sure my words didn't affect her because she already hates me, if so then why were her wonderful blue eyes red and puffy?

Why do I hurt her so much? Is it because of her fearful bravery towards me of  her first day?

Shut up!who do you think you are?!

I'm..I'm Pamela.

No one has ever been able to do that to me. She was scared but bravery was hidden in her.

But still, I could have shifted to Mackenna because she was even worse but the person I only targeted was Pamela.

How dare you march into my heart-

Oh how rude of you!

To ruin my miserable!

And tell me I'm beautiful

'Cause I wasn't looking for love, no

So all that I'm asking

Is that you handle me with caution

'Cause I don't give myself often

But I guess I'll try today;

She was singing this song in her beautiful voice in her drunken state. It was night time, grandma was asleep, Pamela had chugged down some rum she bought from the black Indian and now she was either drunk or tipsy.

"Heyyyy...you over there..why are you looking at me?" She slurred. I moved over to her and helped her stand on her feet.

"Why are you helping me? Don't you hate me?" She slurred again. She was wobbly so I had to carry her in a bridal way into the room.

"Hey everyone! Nathaniel is performing a miracle!" She giggled wrapping her arms around my neck. "He's helping me!" She gasped.

I laid her on the bed but she clutch to my shirt and dragged my face close to hers, making my normal heartbeat rapid.

My heart was beating fast because the spaces in between our lips could be closed with just a piece of paper and I was struggling hard not to look at her soft tempting pink lips.

"Why did you give me the hickey?" She asked me trailing her nose on mine

"Good night." I wished, pried of her hands and laid beside her making my back face her.
Later I felt her warm sweet breath fanning my ear and she rolled over me to my front, making me lay on my back.

She sighed and moved to lay on top of me making my insides tighten.

"Didn't I ask you a question?..Why did you give me the hickey? " She whined.

"Pamela sleep." I begged because she was making me breathless.

"Won't you answer?" She pouted and I stared at her pout and licked my lips.

God help me.

"I..I d..don't know." I stuttered. What can I say? She was making me trepidatious. She sighed and moved more closer to me.

"Then why did you give it Nathaniel ?" She asked in a low voice which sounded a bit too um..seductive but I don't think she realized that.

She's too naïve of how much torture I was going through.

"Have you ever wondered why that thing moving up and down in your throat is called Adam's apple?" She asked stroking my neck making me gulp more. Why does her touch dry my throat?!

Pamela. Stop. Torturing. Me

"Maybe..he was choking on an apple...but what are you choking on?"she asked.

"Is it guilt?" She whispered into my ears with her palm on my chest and my hands were itching to wrap around her.

She was right, she was fucking right but I felt guilty and nervous at the same time.

"But  it's okay..I forgive you, even though you'll hurt me again," She sighed and looked at me. I couldn't look into her eyes. Too much guilt.

I couldn't look at her lips either. Too much temptation.

I'm trapped!

"Pamela, please sleep." I pleaded.

"OK. " She said and laid her head on my chest.

"No I meant-"

"Shhh..." She placed her finger on my lips and raised her head to look at me.

"It seems you can't sleep, ohhhh! I know what to do."She giggled.

She kissed my cheeks making me flustered as she left a trail of more kisses on my neck and I was getting breathless, stiff, nervous and I was...blushing?

"There.'' She said and looked at me. I wanted to place a kiss just at the corner of her lips but she buried her head in my chest and started to draw circles on them.

Later her soft snores filled the room as I laid my hand on her back.

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We had to go back home today so I was waiting outside for her to come out but she took took a while so I went inside.

She was sitting at the end of the bed trying to buckle her sandals. I rolled my eyes and trekked towards her and knelt to help her fix it.

"Th..thank..you." She said tucking her hair behind her ear. I made a mistake and looked at her. I then leaned down and she arched back and when she nearly fell on the bed but she gripped the front collars of my shirt.

She looked left, right then my face and she let go of my shirt and I slipped my hand under her waist and buried my face in her neck.

"Na..Nathaniel..please..l..let me go." She begged quietly.

"You didn't think that last night?" I whispered into her ear and she shivered slightly.

"Pl..please let...let me go..you..you don't mean..any of this right?" She asked her voice barely audible.

"We..need to go back," She squeaked and I pulled away from her to see her red face.

We said our good byes and entered the car as I revved the engine.

During the drive, she didn't say anything, she didn't even look at me, and I don't blame her, I blame my stupid arrogant self.

"Can..you..you please...drop me at your..house?..I need to get my car.." She requested. I didn't reply her question because I got a call from mom.

"Hey mom."I said.

"Do you know Pamela's missing? " She asked panicking.

"Don't worry mum, she's with me." I explained.

"B.,but how?" She asked.

"I'll tell you when I get home." I said.

"OK. "And with that, I hung up and continued driving.

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OK sorry of you were disappointed in this chapter but trust me,the moment you're all waiting for is a few chapter away,just be patient.

Anyway I have a creepy question

What Is the colour of your eyes?

Mine is dark brown with tiny blue specks.