First Imagine (Don’t Judge)
Hey, guys! This is my very first post on this blog. I love writing almost as much as I love Nathan so hit me up with your requests and I will probably do them. Thanks so much!
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He Remembered
The timer on the popcorn goes off and you open the microwave.
“Can I have some?” You hear from the couch. Sam is over at your apartment like he always is. You are pretty sure he is homeless or something because he is even over when Nate isn’t home now. You sigh and empty the rest of the pop corn into a second bowl.
“Here” You smirk putting the bowl in his lap.
“Thank you” He makes a huge cheesy smile. You sigh. You and Nate have been living together for 3 months, but you still barely see him. He is in the studio or in meetings whenever you are home and when he is home, you are at your vet clinic working. It was your second anniversary with Nate, but he hadn’t even called you all day. Of course he would forget, you were barely spending time together. Sammy’s loud chewing interrupted your train of thought. You loved Nate’s best friend, but he was getting on your last nerve.
“Hey Bud” you pipe up over the basketball game.
“Yeah?” He looks up, fist full of popcorn.
“When the game is over, can you go? I need some time to myself”
He nods. “Of course. Sorry I keep coming over all the time”
You smile, “Its alright”. You feel your phone ring in your back pocket and relief washes over you when you see its Nate. You walk back into the kitchen and answer. “Hey”.
“Hey Babe” he says kind of dismissively “Did I leave my watch on the night stand?”
More annoyed than ever, you walk into your bedroom and see his white gold watch sitting on the dresser. “Yeah. Anything else?” You ask, fishing for what you want to hear.
“Um, yeah” He pauses for a second “Can you bring me the watch, and pickup some beer on the way? Its going to be another long night in the studio” You sigh, officially pissed off
“Sure”. You hang up and get your keys and bag and head for your car. The things you do for that stupid boy.
“Where are you going?” Sammy asks as you blow through the living room on your way out.
“To visit my boyfriend,” You say bitingly. “If I decide to kill Skate, I’ll tell him you say hi before he dies” You shut the door behind you and head for the gas station to pick up beer. Then you are off to the studio.
You park quickly, gather the beers and head inside. You know exactly what room it is. You open the door to find the room completely dark, no sight of Nate or his producers anywhere. “And now I can’t find the idiot” You sigh and start to leave when the whole room lights up, strung with fairy lights.
“He’s right here” says the voice you would recognize anywhere. His big brown eyes meet yours and you can’t help but smile. You look around and see a table set up with food from your favorite Italian restaurant. There are roses and candles everywhere.
“Nathan Montgomery Maloley, you never cease to surprise me” You walk closer to him, setting the beer and watch down.
“Happy Anniversary Lil’ Mama” He puts his arms around you and you press your head to his chest. You lean up and press your lips to the ones you have been missing all day.
“I’m so glad you remembered” you grin. “I was going to have to kill you”.
“You aren’t getting rid of me that easy baby” He takes your hand and walks you over to the table.
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