"Victoria?" Michael's impatient tone snapped me out of my daze.

"Hmm?" I said and looked at him. He had a annoyed expression on his face and was tapping his fingers on the desk.

"Did you even hear a word of what I was just telling you?" He asked me.

I rolled my eyes at him as if he were crazy. "Of course I heard."

"Oh really?" He raised his brow at me. "Tell me what I just told you then."

I was sitting in Michael's office on the chair opposite his with a mahogany desk between us. He wanted to explain to me whatever I was to get from him if he had to...die.

He said it'd be better to explain it in his office instead at our house because he didn't want our parents or sister to hear, and all his paper work was in his office. So I was spending my Friday afternoon in his office, which was in fact very plush. It had leather seats, one was his chair behind the mahogany desk, which had MacBook on it, and two other leather chairs opposite his. It had white tiles and wooden shelves with some boring books on it.

I bit my lip. The truth was I hadn't heard a word he just said. Business talk was seriously so boring, I just couldn't handle it. The first thing I do when I hear any boring stuff I automatically block it out.

"Something about stock markets?" I said and shot him a little hopeful look, hoping he won't be mad at me for not listening to him.

He sighed. "I was telling you how to deal with paper work. Nothing to do with stock markets, Victoria."

I gave him a sheepish grin. "Oops."

He shook his head at me. "Right now it may seem stupid that you're wasting your Friday afternoon in a stuffy office learning about something you couldn't care less about, but once I'm dea-" I shot him a glare. "Once I'm not here, you're going to wish that you actually listened to what I had to say instead of being completely clueless about how to run this company."

I put my elbows on the desk and rested my face in my palms. "Michael, number one, I hate business. Number two, I cannot run this company. Number three, it's not important for me to run this company because you'll be here to do it."

"Victoria, I'm not going to be here in 10 years time! Heck I probably won't even be here in 5 years time. There's no way I'll be here to run this company forever. I don't even know if I'll see 30." He said frustratedly. "You need to understand that you're the only person I know that can maintain this company and actually make sure I still have my usual clients instead of it going down to the dogs."

I sighed. "Fine. What do you want me to do, Michael?"

"Do you know what degree you want?"

I shook my head. "Nope."

"You're going to UCLA, right?"

"If I get accepted then yes."

He rolled his eyes at me. "We all know you will get accepted."

"Michael, where are you going with this?" I asked him, confused how any of this had to with anything about his business.

"Look I'm not the guy to pressure someone into studying something they don't want to, so this is just a mere suggestion," he said. "I think it'll be easier for you and this whole company if you got a BBA and then once you graduate and get your degree you can become the chief executive officer of this company."

My eyes widened slightly. He wanted me, me to become the CEO of this company? And get a BBA? There's no way I could do that.

I could see it now, I'll be all over the news for being the worst CEO ever. Imagine what I'll do to this company. There's no way I can run it. No fucking way.

"You really wanna do that?" I asked him, my tone filled with scepticism.

"I know that you'll be able to run it as well as I do." He said and gave me an assuring smile.

Yup, he definitely lost his sanity.

"Michael, I'm not you. You're good at this. I mean your company is huge and all your products that's been produced here is a well trusted brand around the world. Imagine what I'd do with it, it'll probably be the worst product on the market."

"What makes you think that?"

"Because I don't have your brains, Michael. You're smart and know your way around business while I don't." I said and ran a hand through my hair in frustration.

"You're going on like I'm the founder of this company. I only inherited the title from our grandfather like how you'll be getting it from me. And you'll be having the same degree like I do so that'll help you a lot." 

I let out a frustrated huff. Why couldn't he just keep his company?! Right, because he was leaving for good. God, this is so fucked up. First I gotta deal with my brother dying and now I gotta deal with the burden of a major company. Life fucking sucks.

"I don't want your company." I said, leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms across my chest, a deep frown on my face.

"Why? I mean you'll be the CEO of a big company and not to forget all the money that'll flow in. Imagine all the designer clothes you could buy." He said and I rolled my eyes.

"It's not that I don't want it. I mean like you said, it'll be great and I'll have so many expensive things, but I want you to stay here. It's your company and you're not leaving. Not now, not in 10 years, not even in 80 years."

"I have no choice, Victoria," he sighed. "I unfortunately have to go and I know you don't wanna accept that but you have to. So I'm going to need you to grow up and accept my death and my company."

Just hearing him say 'my death' was enough for my heart to break and that horrible lump returned to my throat.

He was right though, I needed to accept facts and grow up. I need to be a big girl and not a baby who cries all her fucking life. I can't be selfish and not give him what he wishes for. If he wanted me to take over his company and get a BBA then that's what I'll do.

I swallowed down the lump in my throat and nodded at him. "Fine. I'll take get the degree you want me to get and take your position as CEO."

He grinned at me. "Thank you lil sis."

****

I was watching a movie on TV sitting casually on the couch in my living room.

After my little 'lesson' with Michael yesterday, we came back home and I did nothing. I spent my Friday night watching reruns. Amazing, I know.

My phone vibrated with a text, distracting me from the movie that I was actually barely paying attention to.

I clicked the button on the side of my phone, lighting the screen, and seen that it was a text from Nate.

Nate: Hey sunshine! :) How about you say we do something today?

Hmm, I honestly don't feel like moving from my couch and doing anything, I really just wanna stay here and not go anywhere.

Me: I really don't feel like moving or doing anything. What do you have in mind though?

Just because I said I didn't feel like doing anything doesn't mean that I didn't feel bad for turning him down like that.

His reply came a few seconds later.

Nate: Oh come on, don't break my heart like that. :(

I rolled my eyes at him, he was such a drama queen.

Me: I'm not breaking your heart, sweetheart, all I'm saying is that I don't feel like leaving my couch. You can join me if you want to though... ;)

Oh my god, did I just flirt with him like that?! And call him sweetheart?! What the heck is wrong with me?

Nate: Sweetheart?! And a wink?! God, this must be my lucky day because Victoria Aldaine is actually flirting with me!

I Don't mind if I do join you. We could do some naughty, naughty things. Just be prepared to lose your voice with all the screaming you'll be doing. ;)

My jaw dropped open slightly at his words and I found my cheeks flush;  I probably looked like a freaking tomato!

Before I could reply two texts came.

Nate: I can just picture your cheeks stained with red because you have that adorable blush on your face.

Nate: By the way, I'll see you in 10 sunshine! ;)

How the fuck does he know he caused me to blush... Just the words make me wanna gag.

And he said he'll see me in 10? So he really is coming over?

I sighed. Let's just hope it's not for what he just said.

I felt my cheeks get even darker as I thought about that text again.

****

I glanced at the time on my phone which read, 11:17 am, which meant it was exactly 10 minutes since Nate sent me that text.

I bit my lip anxiously, truth was that I actually really wanted to see him, but like I said earlier, I'm too lazy to move from the couch, so I'm hoping that he comes to me.

5 minutes passed by and still nothing; he still wasn't here.

I sighed, maybe he wasn't coming and he just sent that text.

Feeling annoyed, i turned my phone off and focused my gaze back on the TV, trying my best to focus on the movie that was on.

A few minutes more passed by and I felt my eyelids shut closed.

Just as sleep was about to take over me I felt someone's warm lips touch my forehead. I snapped my eyes open and found Nate looking at me with a loving look in his brown eyes.

"Shit," he cursed under his breath. "Did I wake you?"

I found a smile make its way onto my face when I seen him. I was genuinely glad to see that he actually came, whether it was for sexual reasons or not.

I must admit though, he looked hot as hell. He was wearing black jeans, along with a black T-Shirt and a black leather jacket.

I shook my head no. "Nope, you didn't. I was about to fall asleep but then I felt you kiss my forehead."

He smirked at me. "Your forehead is not the only thing I wanna kiss," And then he placed his warm, soft lips on mine.

Without hesitation I fully kissed him back. The kiss wasn't needy or anything like that; it was filled with passion and love, as if he had kissed me after seeing me for a long time, yet we only seen each other yesterday.

Honestly, I needed him though. I needed to feel how much he actually did love me because with all the crap going on with my brother, I needed a little bit of happiness in my life and Nate gave that to me. Just the feel of his fingertips on my skin was enough to calm me down, I don't what I'm going to do one he leaves. I'll be lost; faded without him.

After we pulled apart Nate stood up from the floor and sat down next to me on the couch. He cupped my cheek and left a small kiss on my lips.

I leaned my forehead against his. "I needed that."

He placed both of his hands on both sides of my face and kissed me again. I tangled my fingers in his silky, brown hair and kissed him back, this kiss was filled with lust and need; different to the other one.

I crawled onto his lap and placed both of my legs on the side of him, straddling him. I needed all of him.

"I need you more than anything Nathaniel," I breathed as we broke apart. We locked gazes and he looked at me, his eyes filled with love and lust.

I moved my gaze from his and down onto his torso, which was covered with his black T-Shirt and leather jacket. I pulled it off him in one swift movement then pulled his T-Shirt over his neck and off his body, I threw it on the floor.

I slowly ran my hands down his chest, to his sides, right to his V lines where I stopped. I brought my lips to his again and after an intense kiss I moved my lips from his and kissed along his chiselled jawline. He gripped my waists and pulled me closer to him, he slid his hands under my tank and drew circles on my stomach making the skin over there tingle and I could feel the familiar dampness in my underwear.

He moved my face away from his jaw and we once again locked gazes. He pulled my tank top off me and and threw it on the floor.

As he eyed me lustfully I felt his member poke me and I knew he was just as turned on as I was, so I moved my hips against his in a circular motion which earned a moan from me and a husky, sexy groan from him.

He kissed me from my collarbone up to my neck, then my jaw and then he reached my ear and paused there.

"Victoria," he whispered in a husky voice which sent shivers along my whole body. "As much as I wanna go further with this, we need to stop."

My eyes, which were closed, shot open at his words. I felt my heart sink, it felt like he rejected me, like I wasn't good enough for him. Maybe the last time we did it he realised that I sucked so he just thought of a polite way to turn me down.

I guess my disappointment was showing on my face because he cupped my cheek and gently stroked it.

"It's not what you think, sunshine, I would love to be with you again, but we have something else to do." He said softly and kissed my forehead.

Okay, I guess I was overrating and being an insecure idiot again.

I moved from his lap and sat on the couch, both of us still topless.

"What do we have to do?" I asked him, trying to play it cool but I still felt a little rejected and disappointed.

He pulled me by me waist into his arms, so my back was against his chest, and I found my head automatically resting against his chest.

"We have to be somewhere," he said and placed kisses on the side of my face, it felt like he was trying to assure me that what he did wasn't rejection.

"Where do we have to be?"

"Somewhere."

"Somewhere where?"

"Somewhere is where somewhere is."

I frowned. What the hell did that mean?

I turned my body, so I was facing him, and raised my brows. "What?"

He chuckled. "Just go get ready, I wanna leave before 12:30."

Where did he want us to be? I mean who goes out at 12:30 pm on a Saturday afternoon? Aren't most teenagers, like us, supposed to be only waking up at that time.

Something was off here... And I am going to find out.

"I thought I told you I didn't wanna go anywhere." I said, and turned leaning my back against his chest again.

"And who said I was actually going to listen?" He said.

"Uh, it's the human thing to do?"

He sighed. "Victoria, can't I ever just surprise you?"

"Nate I'm actually very lazy to leave my house right now." I told him. "And to top it off, I look like crap."

Which was true, I looked like complete shit. My hair was probably messier than a birds nest and I had a simple pair of black leggings, a tank top (which is now on the floor), and I had no makeup whatsoever. I honestly didn't know how Nate just made out with me.

Maybe that's why he stopped...

"Well it's," he paused, "11:53 am which gives you about 40 minutes to change and get ready."

Ugh, what harm is it going to do? I guess I could use with getting out the house and taking my mind of everything that's happened to me; let loose and have some fun.

I let out a sigh. "Fine. Could you at least tell me where're we going?"

"Nope, I'm not giving anything away." He said and pecked my cheek.

"Fine," I let out a frustrated huff. "I'm going to shower."

I removed his hands from my waist and got off the couch. I was about to walk away until Nate grabbed my wrist, stopping me.

He stood up, towering me with his tall height, and placed a kiss on my forehead.

"I love you." He said and grinned at me.

****

After I took the worst shower in this entire planet, because Nate kept screaming through the door and rushing me.

I was standing in front of the mirror and examined my outfit; I was wearing an outfit that Nate had picked out for me. I was wearing a white bodysuit, which had a deep v-neck, exposing a bit of cleavage, with black high waisted shorts, which ended at my upper thigh, along with a light blue denim jacket. I had my black and White Adidas Superstar and a black choker around my neck to complete the look. I left my hair in loose waves and the only makeup I had on was nude lipstick and mascara; I didn't feel like overdressing.

"I must admit," I said to Nate as I grabbed my sling bag which had my essentials in it. "you have a good sense in fashion."

He smirked at me. "Could I get anymore amazing?"

I rolled my eyes. "You're so full of yourself."

"Let's go, it's already 12:37 and I wanted to leave at 12:30 the latest." He said and shook his head.

"Oh, stop whining like an old woman already." I told him.

He just laughed me.

We walked out the house and to his car. He opened the door for me and I hopped in the front seat. He walked over to the drivers side and got in. Instead of starting the ignition he smirked down at me.

I raised a brow. "What?"

"Oh you'll see now," and then he pulled a piece of red material which looked a hell of a lot like a blind fold.

"What are you doing with that?" I asked.

"What else do you do with a blindfold?"

He leaned over me and grabbed both my wrists, "Just in case you try to open the blindfold," And then he tied up both of wrists with a string. The knot was tight, not tight enough to hurt me but tight enough so I couldn't break free.

Okay, what the hell was he doing? Was he kidnapping me or something?

"You're kidnapping me!" I said accusingly. I knew he wasn't actually kidnapping me, but I was annoyed at him so why not accuse him.

He rolled his eyes. "I'm not kidnapping you."

He gently turned my head and then tied the material around my head, covering my eyes.

"Then why the fuck are you doing this?" I asked him irritably and was about to cross my arms until I realised that they l were tied together. I let out a frustrated huff.

"Because I don't want you to know where I'm taking you." He said and I could hear that his tone sounded casual but I didn't know what his face looked like because of the fucking blindfold; all I seen was black.

"Just shh, I promise it'll be worth it."

And then with the sound of Calvin Harris blasting, we drove off. Me not being able to see anything.

****
After a drive which felt like decades, Nate finally untied my wrists and opened up the blindfold.

I felt a little blinded from the sun streaming through the windscreen, but not long after it came right.

We were parked in the parking lot of my favourite amusement park in the whole of California, it was called The World of Amusement, yeah it was a lame name but the inside was the furthest from lame.

Excitement filled me up; all annoyance from earlier on disappeared. It has been maybe about 3 years since I'd last been here and I honestly felt like a child who was excited for candy.

"You brought me here," I said shrilly. "You're seriously the best! Oh my god!"

He laughed lightly. "Let's go inside."

After we got out the car we went over to the entrance desk where Nate gave the person working there (who I hadn't noticed because I was too excited) our tickets, which I'm guessing he bought online, and he or she gave us our wristbands.

I hastily put mine on and then literally sprinted inside, anxious to go on all the rides.

****

It was currently 7:15 pm and the sun was almost fully set.

We had went on all the rides expect for the Ferris wheel. My throat was sore from all the screaming I had done from the adrenaline filled rides.

I had won myself a minion stuffed toy and Nate had won me a huge stuffed English Bulldog puppy.

"Want something to eat before we go on the Ferris wheel?" Nate asked me. We were walking next to each other, me cuddling my stuffed toys and Nate had his hand around my waist.

I actually was a little hungry.

"Yeah, sure. What do you want?"

"Hmm," he said. "Well, I don't want anything too heavy because we need a little space for dinner..."

"How about mini doughnuts?" I suggested.

"Sounds good to me."

And so we walked to the stall which was selling mini doughnuts. We bought a box which had 6 in them.

I had two mini doughnuts whilst Nate had four. After we threw the box away, we walked towards the Ferris wheel.

"So did you have fun?" Nate asked me as we stood in the queue.

I gave him a toothy grin. "I think fun is an understate-" I was cut off by Nate who placed his lips on mine, taking me off guard.

I took a few seconds to realise what he was doing until I started to kiss him back. I wrapped my hands around his neck while he held my waist.

I heard a few whistles and complaints from the people behind us, but I ignored them; the feeling of Nate kissing me was overwhelming.

After we pulled apart Nate removed his hands from my waist and I removed mine from his neck. I felt myself blush as I noticed that everyone just witnessed that.

Nate smiled at me and held my hand. "I love seeing you smile, it makes you even more beautiful."

I felt my blush deepen at his words and he chuckled, probably finding my blush amusing since I rarely blushed.

After we finally made our way to the front, Nate helped me up in the cart and he joined after.

As the cart went up I found a smile make its way onto my face. Right now everything felt perfect. I loved the feel of the breeze on my skin, I loved the beautiful moon up in the sky surrounded by the stars, I loved this amusement park and of course I loved the man next to me.

Nate pulled me closer to him and I rested my head against his shoulder while he had his arm draped around my waist. We were now almost at the top.

"Could I ask you something?" Nate asked me.

We were now just a cart away from the top.

"Ask away," I told him, admiring the view.

"Victoria Aldaine," he took a deep breath. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

What?! Did he just ask me to be his girlfriend?

My eyes widened and I pulled away from him. I examined his features and for the first time in a long time, he looked nervous. He was gnawing on his lip and was bouncing his knee; nervously waiting for my answer.

I inhaled a breath of air, we were now at the top of the wheel.

"No."

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Hey all you wonderful people, I just thought that I should let you guys know that the amusement park in this chapter was made up, I'm not from California so I don't know any real amusement parks and I thought Disney would have been too cliché. :)

Hope you guys enjoyed,
Lots of love,
Me! 💖