Now, It's Your Turn

CHAPTER ELEVEN

“We are just moving a few streets over to a bigger house.” Mum said, “You didn’t let me finish.”

“Why are we moving to a bigger house for? It’s only the both of us.” I said.

“Well, Louis is moving in with us. And we need a guest room because I don’t want to keep having your friends sleep in my lounge room all the time because it must be uncomfortable for them.”

“Oh, yay!”

“Good, we move in tomorrow. So, start packing missy. As for you boys, I need you tomorrow.” Mum smiled.

“How long have you had this going?” I asked,

“Since you were in hospital.” Mum said.

“Ha! I couldn’t believe I kept this from you for so long!” Louis cheered and high-fived my mum.

“You. What? But. I. Why?” I tried to get my words out.

“Louis asked me if he could move in with us since the owner of his apartment was selling it. So, of course I said yes. It was the day after you were admitted into the hospital.” Mum said.

“I am so good.” Louis said proudly.

“You.” I pointed at Louis, “Shush up.”

“Aw, come on, don’t be like that.” Louis said.

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An hour later everyone had left besides Wesley and here we were packing up my room. I was in my cupboard folding and putting my clothes into the suitcases that were stored up in the actic. Wesley was putting whatever other clothes I had in my drawers.

“Nina?” Wesley asked.

“Err, yeah?” I said.

“Do you ever wear these?” Wesley asked.

“Wear what?” I asked.

“These!” Wesley chuckled.

I walked out and saw him holding up a pair of black lacey boy legs. My jaw dropped and I ran over to grab them from him but Wesley being Wesley held them high so I couldn’t reach them. I jump a couple times but gave up when I couldn’t reach them. I pouted at Wesley and he smiled at me.

“Aw, you’re so adorable when you pout like that.” Wesley said.

“Give ‘em here.” I whinged.

“Nah, I think I might keep em.” Wesley said.

“What?!” I gasped.

“I’m joking.” Wesley smiled.

I stood there and stared into his eyes. I felt myself being lost in them as I stared deeper into them. Wesley’s hand grabbed mine and he put my underwear into my hand. We didn’t move our hands away from each other. I looked down at his lips and felt myself wanting to kiss them. Feel them on my own. The next thing I knew Wesley’s lips were pressed against mine and my jocks had dropped out of my hand. It wasn’t a hard kiss, it was a soft kiss. Wesley pulled back from me and I finally found my breath.

“I-I better go.” Wesley stuttered out.

“Um, yeah, I mean, no.” I said.

“Err, I didn’t mean to do that. I’m sorry.” Wesley said.

“Don’t be.” I said.

There was a small silence before Wesley said, “Um, should we finish packing?”

“Y-Y-Yeah.” I said.

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Later that night I was lying in my bed staring at the ceiling. My fingers touched my lip, I could still feel Wesley’s lips pressed against mine. Do I like Wesley more than a friend? What about Simon? What the fuck am I going to do? Then that made me wonder if Wesley liked me that way too. I wanted to let out a scream but I kept it in. Fuck my life.

A/N: Sorry, VERY short chapter! I put in some Wesley and Nina time! Did you like that? Does Wesley like Nina? Does Nina like Wesley? Should they be together and leave Simon on the side lines? Next chapter will be longer to make-up for this chapter.

Anyways, I hate this chapter but I hope you like. Peace Out Homies!