EVE'S POV

Nathan seemed oblivious of last night's happenings. Not that anything severe occurred but if he doesn't recall anything, then so be it.

But something didn't feel right. What did he mean by, 'I don't want anything to happen so soon. Not again.'

Would he leave me like everyone that came my way? Would I be miserable again? Is he hiding something from me?

Questions piled up in my head and I started to feel uneasy. I prevented the tears from falling from my watery eyes. I hoped I was just overreacting. I hoped it wasn't what I was thinking.

The room suddenly felt heavy. I shut eyes tightly, rubbing my temples.

'It's going to be okay. Don't worry'. I whispered this to myself severally. I sat carelessly on the uncomfortable dorm bed. I was shaking from the brain wracking feelings and everything to me, seemed absurd.

I wanted to live life after being broken severally. I asked for it! So why can't I bear the consequences? Why can't I stop thinking negatively?

The answer to these endless questions was just one.

I'm scared to be broken, yet again.

I lay on my back and closed my eyes, wishing for these thoughts to disappear into thin air.

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NATHAN'S POV

I wanted to go to Eve's but I didn't know how to approach her. She did say I didn't say anything I wasn't supposed to, but my instincts tell me otherwise.

I feel it, deep down inside me, that I said something and she's keeping it to herself. I was extremely restless and didn't know what to do.

I scan through the hall and found something which gave me the perfect idea. The painting!

The painting I made. This was it! I instantly knew the precise way to show up at Eve's.

After I had dressed, I covered the painting with bright coloured wrapping paper. I ran to the door, grabbing my keys and phone and heading to my car.

After the thirty-five minute drive, I had arrived. I sat still for a short while, before making my way to her dorm.

The closer I got to her dorm, the more safer I felt. I made a quick turn and knocked on door with a boldly printed 276 on it.

After a few light knocks, I was met by the ocean blue eyes I've been longing to see.

"Nathan... Come in," She said, staring at the wrapped item in my hands. "How are you?" She later asked, after we sat on the only couch she had.

I smiled. "I'm fine. How are you yourself?" I asked, still formatting my plan in my head.

"I'm okay," She said and looked away. I placed my hand on her shoulder and she turned to look back at me.

"This is yours. A gift for yesterday," I handed to her, the painting. She unwrapped it and her face was lightened with her beautiful smile.

"Thank you." I smiled and knew it was time. Time to execute my plan. Nervousness started crawling up my spine as I started to talk.

"You're welcome!" I said. "I know you said I didn't say anything disturbing Eve, but I feel I did. I try hard to remember but I can't. Please tell me so that I can apologise," I stared very deeply into her eyes as I said this.

She also looked into my chocolate eyes, not breaking the contact. "It's nothing to be worried about," She said, now looking around tensely.

"But I'm worried Eve. Please..." I said while taking her hand into mine. She still couldn't focus on anything in particular.

"You... you just said you didn't want anything to happen in this short time." Suddenly, my head felt really heavy. I was touched on the shoulder but I didn't move.

That was what was troubling her. Troubling me!

"I'm so sorry Eve. I... I went through things that stayed with me for years. I..."

"You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to," She rubbed my shoulder lightly and I looked up to her. "We can talk about it, maybe later, just not now."

I pulled her in for a tight hug. "Thank you Eve, for everything." We stayed in that position for a longer while than I thought and it helped. It really did!