Our Way

I make my way up to my room at 3:00 a.m.

I couldn’t wait for Henry any longer. The man is a party animal. My mind is heavily on my conversation with Zavier earlier.

r /> It was the weirdest thing; I didn’t feel threatened by Zavier at all and I found him fascinating to talk to. As if I could finally put a piece of the Nathan puzzle together.

One thing keeps playing over and over in my mind, though.

That makes a lot of sense now.

What did he mean by that? Is it the fact that Nathan and I were friends? Or does he think that Nathan loved me all along? Hmm, I wish I asked him what he meant at the time. It’s going to eat away at me.

I get into my room and take my phone out of my bag.

17 missed calls: Nathan.

I smile and immediately dial his number.

“Where have you been?” he snaps.

I smile. “Drinking,” I slur. Boy I feel tipsy.

“With who?”

“Everybody.”

“Where are you now?”

I smile at his bossiness. “At home. I mean I’m in my room… alone.”

“Ah.” I hear him relax. “I was worried about you.”

“Don’t be.” I sit on the edge of my bed. This alcohol fog has me missing him and feeling over affectionate. “Do you know I love you?” I whisper.

“I do. Do you know that I love you?”

“Sometimes.” I smile as I lie back on the bed.

“All the time.” I can tell he’s relieved that we aren’t fighting anymore. “Put me on speaker and take your makeup off.”

I close my eyes. “Stop nagging me.”

“Eliza.”

“Yes.” I frown, sit up, and I drag myself into the bathroom. I put the phone on speaker and take my makeup off. I also brush my teeth while he listens on.

“Now get into bed, babe,” he says.

“Hmm.” I roll my eyes and follow his instructions.

“Keep the phone in bed with you so you can call me if you need anything.”

“Nathe…” I smile as I close my eyes.

“Yeah, baby?”

“I love you.”

“Good, now go to sleep.”