My Best Friend's Brother (15 page)

Ricky nods and Matt moves his hand.

"What was that all about?" Nate asks his brother.

"Nothing." Matt says with a guilty expression.

"You are a bad liar. So you’re keeping secrets? You gonna tell me what it is Ricky?" Nate asks my brother.

"Sorry man, you'll have to ask your brother." Ricky says, not revealing anything.

"I'm not saying anything." Matt states flatly.

"Don't worry, I'll get him to tell me later at home and I'll tell you later tonight." He leaned in and whispered into my ear and then placed one kiss on my right.

I shivered and lean my back in closer, if it is even possible and he grins.

"So love birds," I hear Heather saying, getting our attention.

"So you like a couple now or what?" she asks.

I really didn't know.

I tipped my head backwards until I was looking at Nate and he was looking down at me.

"Are we?" I ask.

"I would like to be. Would you?" he asks hopefully.

I give a bright smile that says ‘yes’ and he leans in and kisses my lips.

Someone clears their throat and we break the kiss and look forwards at Matt and Kira smirking, while Heather and Ricky both had mock disgusted looks on their faces.

"That is so cute." Kira swoons.

Ricky scoffs. "Rather not see that."

"So shall I take that as a yes?" Heather half asks.

Both of us grin a "yes" and I hear Nate answer from behind me.

"So you gonna ask her out on a date?" Ricky asks.

"He already did." I smile.

"Oh he did, did he?" Matt smirks.

"Did you say yes?" Heather asks in a hurried voice.

"Of course she did dumbie" Matt teases.

Heather glares at her brother, but then quickly looks to me and smiles "So when you going out?"

"Tonight." I answer.

"Woo that does give us much time to get you ready." Heather says looking to Kira who nods.

I laugh. "It's only one pm! I have hours"

"No we have to start now." Heather states.

"Can I eat first? I'm hungry"

She thinks about it. "OK you have thirty minutes to eat and then you’re mine."

"Yes sir." I laugh and salute her.

"I think she looks fine the way she is. She doesn't need to do anything." Nate exclaims.

I look back at him and smile.

He is so unbelievably sweet. I am so happy and proud to have him.

"Butt kisser." Matt scoffs, earning him another slap from Heather.

"It's sweet. But she has to dress up and you," she says the last part pointing to Nate.

"You need to arrange where you are taking her, because I bet you haven't yet."

Nate stays quiet.

"Just as I thought." Heather grins proudly.

"OK you can have Hope and I will sort out the other details. But first I want to eat lunch with my 'Beautiful Girlfriend'." He states, kissing the crown of my head.

'Beautiful Girlfriend.' I like when he says that.

The boys both scoff at Nate, where as I hear Kira swooning.

Heather sighs. "OK thirty minutes and counting, so get on with it."

"Yes boss." Me and Nate both say at the same time. I turn around to him and smile, as he leans in and kisses my lips.

"Not that kinda eating! Get real food!" Matt teases making Ricky laugh.

I pull away and Nate pouts.

I mouth 'Later' and he smiles.

"So what would you like to eat?" I ask Nate.

He smirks and gives me a knowing look.

'Roll on tonight already' my mind yells.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

First Date

Hope

Heather rushed Nate out of the house once we had finished eating.

She
then proceeded to drag me up the stairs.

"Don't you think you’re going a bit... um.. 'OTT'
[1]
?" I ask from behind her.

She stops mid step with my arm still in her hand.

"OTT?! No! This is your first real date. You have to look good and as your best friend. It is my job, no my duty to make sure neither of you mess this sh...date up." She says, hardly stopping to breath between words.

I look at her shocked but amused and we continue to my bedroom.

When we reach my room Heather sits on my bed, whilst motioning for me to close the door.

I do as I am told and then turn back to her.

"So..." I start to say, but I am interrupted.

"Bathe, wash, shave, shampoo." She said in a firm voice and pointed towards the bathroom.

I rolled my eyes, but did as she said.

More than hour later I finally stepped out of the bathroom, a towel wrapped around my body and a turbi towel on my hair.

Heather was laid on the bed, looking half asleep.

When she noticed me, she sat up. "Took you long enough. I was starting to wonder if you had drowned."

"And you didn't come and check on me?! Some friend." I say in mock hurt tone with my hand on my chest.

She scoffed and shrugged her shoulders, not saying anything.

"Nice to know you care."

Heather's phone beeped, indicating she had a text message.

She picked up the phone and read the message with a grin.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"Oh nothing. Nate is just letting me know how you should dress." She said after typing him something back.

My mood perks up at the mention of his name.

"Did he tell you where he is taking me?"

She shook her head and grinned.

"No, but he does want you to look cute, so it must be somewhere good, ey?"

I raise my eyebrows. "Cute?" I question.

She sighs. "Ok maybe, I changed the words he used a bit, but it means the same. So..." I can't help but laugh.

"Right. First things first." She walks over to my dressing table and grabs my hair dryer.

I could go through all the horrid details of Heather's 'transforming me' as she put it, but I'm not going to.

Sometime later when she was finally finished, I was directed to the mirror.

My hair fell in lose waives, framing my face.

She had given my smokey eye makeup, with red lipstick.

"Wow, I look pretty good." I say open mouthed.

Heather put's her arm around me. "How could you ever doubt me?" She grinned and looked at me up and down.

"Maybe I should go into business. 'Heather helps for dates'." She thinks aloud, with her finger on her chin.

"Maybe think of a better name first." I tease her.

Someone taps on my bedroom door before entering.

Kira walked in, looked at me and smiled "You look beautiful Hope." she said teary eyed.

"Come on Kira. Don't cry." I wrap my arm around her shoulder.

Heather walks to her other side and does the same.

"You look so grown up." She cries.

I look to Heather and mouth 'Baby brain' and she nods.

"Was that the reason you came upstairs to see me or was there another reason?" I ask as a way of stopping her crying.

"Oh yeah." She wipes her tears away "I am up to tell you Nathan is waiting for you downstairs" she remember.

"He is?" My breaths start to get more rapid.

"What if I go downstairs and he decides he doesn't want me anymore?" My eyes start to fill up.

I hear Heather mumble under her breath "God! These two!"

I could almost laugh at this, if I wasn't so worried about going down the stairs.

Heather steps in front of me "Don't you dare cry Missy. Not after all that time I put into your make up"

She placed a hand on each of my shoulders and looked me in the face.

"If he was going to do that, he would have already. Plus he's been crushing on you since like forever. So I am certain that he wouldn't do that.

But if for some reason he hurts you, I will kill him, ok?" Heather says in a very serious tone, which makes me laugh.

"Me too." The heavily pregnant Kira, who has now stopped crying, adds.

"Yeah you can just sit on him." I laugh.

She hits my arm. “Come on. Can’t keep him waiting”

Ten minutes later…

After much convincing that everything was going to be all right, I finally head downstairs.

I am met at the bottom by Nathan.

He was wearing black dress trousers, a grey t-shirt and a dark blazer over the top.

I didn't notice until I reached the bottom of the stairs, that we were both looking at each other with the same wanton glaze.

"You look beautiful Hope." Nate said, looking me up and down.

I blushed. "You do too."

"We should go." He smiles, "Or we'll be late"

He takes hold of my hand and leads me to his car outside.

He doesn't take his eyes off me for a second as we walk the short distance.

He only lest go of my hand when we reached the car.

Opening the car door on the passenger’s side, I sit down.

He leaned over me, pulling my seat belt onto me and clicking it close.

Before whispering in my ear. "You really do look great tonight" and then kissed the top of my head and closing my side door.

He got into the driver’s side and started the drive out.

"So where are we going?" I ask while watching him driving.

"It's a surprise" I saw the corner of his mouth turn up.

"Please?" I poke his arm with my finger.

He turns and looks at me for a second, with a questioning look and then turns back to the road.