nathan
Saturday. It feels good that it’s Saturday. Perfect even. I successfully received Hayden’s totally amazing birthday present (which is in fact a custom made ring), and now I’m home, waking up from a nap. The concert is only a week away, but the usual concert hype I have isn’t there this time. Though, that’s not all I’m thinking about.
I guess Hayden’s house really is home now. I feel better though, knowing that I’m not bothering Levi with my drama every five seconds in his own home.
Plus, it would’ve been terribly weird after the week we had.
My phone rings and when I see it’s across the room, I groan loudly. It’s too f*****g far for me to exert effort. It goes to voicemail and I stretch as the front door opens.
“Hey babe,” I call out, feeling him lean over to kiss me.
“Hey Ni
