Book One: Day Eight, Part Four
"Whoa," I said as I pulled my fingers to my mouth.
"I'm sorry, I thought… I just thought it'd make you stop yelling." Nathaniel looked down at his shoes. I'd never seen him act so small.
"Oh, it did." I trailed off.
"Now things are going to get awkward, right? I ruined it." Bittersweet anger shook in Nathaniel's perfect voice. He had started to shake.
I grabbed his face in my hands, looking him strait in his eyes.
"No, you just made us something new. Something different, something Better."
A smile lit up his already shining face. "Magnificent."
"Now, can you please explain to me why you decided to leave Sam in the hands of someone you yourself labeled dangerous? Or, even better, why you put Cameron through Hell earlier today?" I shifted to my right, leaning my head to the side.
"If Caine, or any other Coates kid for that matter, were to find me, bad things would happen. And if you were with me, they'd probably do them to you, too." He put his hands on my shoulders, positioning me so I stood straight again. Before now I hadn't noticed just how tall Nathaniel was. He had at least half a foot on me.
"You didn't answer my second question." I tried to order him, but his size and strength was too much to be as firm as I had wanted.
"Oh, about the birthday thing? I hadn't meant to make an outward comment, I was just getting pretty loud in there. He had put the thought in my head that I was going to be leaving soon, and I just couldn't handle it. I feel really bad that I did that to him." Yet again, Nathaniel was acting so much smaller than he was.
"Forget about it, neither of you know for sure if you're right, so stop bothering each other. All you're doing is agitating each other." I could see the relief on Nathaniel's face.
"What do you think, though?" He sounded excited to hear what I had to say.
"I don't know what I think. I just know that I want you to stay." With my words, Nathaniel leaned in for another kiss.
For the first time, I liked the way the FAYZ was turning out.