Find My Heart - Chapter 30: Chapter 30

Cole
Having all these emotions suddenly appear without warning was at best unsettling, and at worst downright frightening.
I couldn't believe that Nathan, the guy who I always suspected had a heart of stone, was projecting so many emotions into me that it was almost overwhelming.
I tried my best to stay calm, just in case he could feel my emotions too. The last thing he needed was to be able to feel me freaking out as well.
Once we got home, my dad had some phone calls to make, but he gave me strict instructions to be ready for some questions in an hour.
I led Nathan up to my room, and sat on my desk chair. The urge to just flop onto the bed was strong, but I was well aware of how gross I was after not showering for two days.
"Will you be ok if I just go and have a quick shower?" I asked Nathan.
"Of course," he said, smiling.
It was weird. His expression said that he wasn't bothered at all, in fact I'd go as far as to say he thought the question was stupid, but the short jab of anxiety I felt when I asked the question, certainly wasn't mine.
"I'll be as quick as I can," I replied, grabbing a towel and heading into the bathroom.
"Take your time," he said.
I chuckled as I closed the door behind me. I guess this bond had its advantages. At least I would never have to second guess how he was feeling.
I quickly jumped into the shower and began scrubbing myself frantically, trying my best to get rid of all the filth from that horrible dingy place.
I was only 6-7 minutes tops, but already I started to feel lonely.
Was that my emotion or his?
I quickly flung my towel round my waist and headed back out, into my bedroom.
Nathan froze when he saw me, and I realised he had probably spent the whole time pacing back and forth in my room.
I watched as his eyes slowly tracked down my body, and I felt my cheeks start to heat up when I realised I was effectively stood there half naked in front of him.
"Wow, you're beautiful," he murmured.
My face must have resembled a tomato by that point.
I quickly grabbed a t-shirt and slid it over my head, while mumbling, "no I'm not."
"Hey," Nathan said, striding over to me and taking hold of both my shoulders firmly. "You are beautiful Cole. To me, you're the most beautiful thing in the world."
I felt my knees go wobbly and I had to concentrate on just staying upright. No one had ever said anything like that to me before, and coming out of the lips of a man like Nathan, was nothing short of unbelievable.
I squirmed in his grasp, unable to help but feel embarrassed by the attention.
"You're cute when you blush," he said.
Here we go again.
"But I'm sorry for making you feel uncomfortable." He then pulled me into his chest so my face was hidden from view.
My embarrassment was immediately forgotten as a warm feeling spread throughout my body and a huge smile made its way onto my face.
After standing there for a few moments, Nathan pulled back and went and sat on my bed.
I took a few steps toward him, then the unthinkable happened.
My towel slipped from around my waist and fell to the floor.
In the split second it took me to realise what had happened, I saw Nathan's eyes widen, as I basically gave him a front row view of everything I had.
I dropped to the floor, like I had been shot in the legs, my whole body bent over to protect my manhood, before I realised I was now giving him full view of my back entrance.
I quickly scrambled up, bringing my towel with me and and ran out of my room, back into the safety of my bathroom, my heart trying to hammer it's way out of my ribcage.
"Oh man!" I groaned, while sinking to the floor and putting my head in my hands.
I felt a tickle of amusement somewhere in my belly, and my head snapped up.
"Are you laughing you bastard?" I shouted.
"No?" came out the somewhat strangled voice.
I shook my head in disbelief, although I couldn't help but smile.
But then I felt another feeling, one that had me clambering back onto my feet in panic.
I could feel arousal.
I looked down, and yes, that in turn was making me aroused too.
"Um, Nathan!" I shouted.
"What?" he replied.
"Could you try to think of something else right now, you're giving me a bit of a situation in here."
I thanked god I was having this conversation behind a closed door.
There was silence on the other side for a few seconds before I heard him jump up off my bed.
"Shit! I'm sorry, I can't believe you can feel that."
"Yes, I can you perv!"
"Oh come one, it's not exactly my fault," he said back, "you basically shoved it in my face!"
"I did not!" I yelled back. "Now can you go to my top drawer and get me some boxers, then get me my jeans that are on the back of the chair?"
I heard Nathan walk across my room and open a drawer.
"Right, and looking through a drawer of your underwear is supposed to help this situation how?" he asked, and right on cue I felt myself twitch.
"NATHAN!"
He burst out laughing, and soon I was laughing too, the tension of the last few days melting away.
"Here," he said, knocking on the door.
I opened the door just enough to be able to put my hand through and grab the clothes off Nathan, then emerged from the bathroom fully dressed.
I could see Nathan trying to hide a smirk as I avoided eye contact and sat on the bed next to him.
After a few moments silence Nathan turned to face me.
"I hope that didn't freak you out too much, because you know that's going to happen a lot more."
"You mean me being able to feel what your feeling?" I asked, slightly unnerved by all this new information.
"Well, yes, but also the other thing too," he said, nodding towards my lap.
"Really?" I squeeked out. "Your joking right?"
"I'm afraid not," he said, smiling, but I could see a hint of worry in his eyes. "We're mates now, and that means that I want you. In every way."
I unconsciously gulped, my eyes bulging.
Nathan scooted closer to me, so our legs were touching.
"Honestly Cole, I don't want you to worry about it," he said in a soothing voice. "We'll take things slow. As slow as you want. I really don't mind at all."
I felt myself release a breath I didn't even realise I'd been holding in.
It's not that I was dead against doing things with Nathan. Heck, I was a horny 18 year old. But everything just seemed to be happening so quickly, it made my head spin.
"Come here," Nathan said, while shuffling back against the headboard of the bed, then slowly sinking down till his head was on my pillow.
I quickly moved over, and without a second thought I curled myself up into his body, my head resting on his chest.
Nathan's hand found its way into my hair as he began to run his fingers through it gently.
I let out a hum of contentment, and began to feel my body slipping off into sleep.
It was lovely feeling. Like I was floating on a cloud. I wanted to stay like this forever.
"COLE!!!"
I sat up abruptly, my breath coming out in shallow pants.
"Hey, hey, you're ok," came a soothing voice from beside me.
I looked across and saw Nathan lying next to me on the bed, and my heart rate instantly began to calm down.
"I think your dad wants you," he said, and slowly my brain began to make sense of the noise that had woken me up.
"Right," I said, rubbing my eyes to try to get them to focus, "what should we tell him, you know, about us?"
Nathan bit his lip while he thought, and the sight of that alone was enough to make me forget what question I'd asked him in the first place.
"I guess the truth," he eventually replied. "He's going to have to know sometime, and I don't really think it's going to help if you have to keep lying to him."
"I know, but what if he freaks out? What if he doesn't believe me? What if he thinks you're dangerous and won't let me see you?" I could feel myself starting to panic.
"Shh, Cole it'll be fine. I'll be here, don't worry."
"Ok," I said, taking a deep breath. "Let's get this over with."