Alice
Nathan hasn't let me go since he kissed me. His hand is on my thigh as we drive silently to my parent's house.
A quick glance at his profile makes me swallow thickly. I've always been lonely-Alice, and easy to control Alice. I've never dated anyone before, never even had a friend over. So I wonder what my mom and dad will say when they see Nathan.
Will they even dare to say anything?
Nathan looks scary as he holds the wheel in an iron grip. His face is shrouded in shadows, and for a good reason.
He is pissed off because I told him why I fought my mom: she doesn't like me drawing, and Nathan doesn't like how my own mom isn't supportive of my hobby.
My heart warms as I think of that.
Nathan is sweet, and I'm starting to think I can open up to him later. I haven't told him ab
