AN: THANK YOU! So much for all the reviews!
On with the second part!
(I think I'm going to change the summary too. It doesn't really fit the story, so watch out for that.)
Did I mention I was afraid of the dark?
My breath hitched in my throat as I looked around, trying desperately to find a source of light. I was breathing faster and faster and – oh God no, I was starting to hyperventilate.
"Caity?" Nate said warily "Are you okay?"
I drew in a long shaky breath and bent over, leaning on my legs for support. I felt an arm slide around my waist and pull me close to his body. "Breathe Caity"
It was awkward because I was still bent over, so I straightened up slowly and he pulled me more into his body so I was leaning my head against his chest again. "I didn't know you were afraid of the dark" he muttered, more to himself them me. My breathing slowly returned to normal as he made circles on my back with his hand. When I felt more relaxed, I lifted my head up to look at him.
"Thank you" I whispered and instead of resisting, like I had always done in the past, I lifted a hand a gently brushed a curl that fell into his eye. His chocolate eyes were close enough to see in the darkness and they burned into mine as I whispered "I love you too."
I couldn't have described the look in his eyes at that moment if you had given me all the words in the world. His hand found its way to the side of my face, slightly underneath my hair and his lips crashed onto mine. He tasted like apples and golden syrup. With an intake of breath, my hands wound their way around his neck and ran through his curly locks. He moaned subconsciously and I smiled. In response to the movement of my lips, he smiled too, before moving backwards and placing his forehead on mine.
"Caity" he whispered, bending his head and capturing my lips in short and sweet kisses "I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you."
"How long?" I asked between kisses. He mumbled something I couldn't hear.
I pulled away. "Ten years?!" I screeched "And you didn't tell me until NOW?!"
He looked sheepish. "This was what I was afraid of."
"I can't believe you didn't tell me 'till now" I mused "this is ... unbelievable. All the times I cried because you got a new girlfriend and flirted with some girl and thought you didn't care ..."
"I made you cry?" he said very quietly. I looked up. He looked in pain.
"You didn't mean to" I said, putting a hand on the side of his face. He leant against it and sighed. I couldn't help smiling before launching myself back onto his lips. Now I had them within my grasp, I didn't want to let go.
I pulled back and he leant against my forehead. It was still dark.
"But I did" he said, quiet anger directed at himself. "I would never purposely hurt you Caity, you mean everything to me and –"
"Nate" I whispered "unless those lips are moving because their on mine, I don't want them to move for any other reason, okay?"
He nodded and a smile crept over his lips. I engulfed him in a hug and he wrapped his arms around my body. I sighed with contentment.
Suddenly, the lights flashed back on we looked up and around at the ceiling. I laughed and skipped out of his arms, grabbing his hand. I glanced out the window and shrieked.
"It's raining Nate!"
"Yeah ... so?"
I gave him big puppy dog eyes. "Can we go dance in it?"
"What?!" he said, shocked.
"Haven't you always wanted to dance in the rain?"
"I – no, I can't say I ever have." he chuckled. Suddenly, his cell rang. "It's Jason" he said.
"Answer it" I smiled, suddenly brought back to earth. Of course he couldn't come and dance in the rain. He was Nate Grey. It would be all over the celeb gossip sites before we could blink.
"Now why would I want to do that?" he asked, rejecting the call and sweeping me into his arms. He placed a single kiss on my lips and smiled. "I've got a date with the rain."
I shrieked and grabbed his hand again, pulling him out into the corridors. People gave us weird looks as we passed them and I spotted Ryan Workman walking our way.
"Oh no" I whispered. Nate couldn't see him ...
"What's wrong?" he asked, squeezing my hand.
"Nothing" I smiled, pulling him a little faster "come on, let's go"
"Please don't do anything Nate" I whispered to him as Ryan caught up with us. Nate wrapped a protective arm around my waist and glared at Ryan.
"You made my Caity cry, Workman."
"Your Caity?" he laughed "that's funny."
"How is it funny, Workman? You wanna know what would be funny? To see your face all over the principles car. Because that's where its gonna be if you ever come near Caitlyn again. Understand me?"
Ryan looked frightened. "Hey man, uh, I was just, joking around, you know ..." he began to back away "sorry dude, I didn't know ..."
Nate kissed my head. "Thank you" I whispered, leaning against him. He brushed my bangs back and smiled. "You're very welcome Miss Geller."
I grabbed his hand and pulled him outside. It was coming down very heavily and I screamed with excitement as the rain pounded down on us. It took seconds for us to get drenched. I leapt around, Nate watching me with a smile.
"Come on Nate!" I said, grabbing his hand and pulling him with me. I span around, letting the rain soak me and he did too. We bumped into each other and exploded with laughter. The whole situation was just so entirely unbelievable.
He wound his arms around my waist and I put mine around his neck. We began to sway slowly, my head resting against his chest. He started to hum and I could feel the vibrations in his chest. It was soothing.
"You're a terrible singer" I said, putting on a southern accent "but I liked this song."
He laughed. I'm glad he realised what I was talking about. I didn't want him to think I actually thought he couldn't sing.
"You're so cheesy Caity" he said, resting his forehead against mine. I smiled. "Hey, I thought you liked that movie!"
He glanced around before nodding. "Yeah, it is pretty awesome."
I laughed and pushed away from him. He grabbed my hand at the last second and span me around. The bell rang for next period and we both looked down at our sodden clothes and laughed.
"The principle is going to kill us" I mused.
"Yeah" he said "but maybe I can win him over with Connect 3 tickets."
"Can I have Connect 3 tickets?" I asked, batting my eyelashes.
"No" he said. My face dropped. "You can have Connect 3 tickets and backstage passes."
I laughed and grabbed his hand again, pulling him into school.
It was like movie.
And for the first time ever, I'd got the happy ending.
AN: sorry it took so long to update. I hope you enjoyed it. :)