Because I'm a Nerd.

Chapter 23- "Because you deserve it you dwerp!"

Chapter 23: "Because you deserve it, you dwerp!"

Nathan POV

I groan a little as I walk into the library the next morning. I did not sleep all too well last night. I guess now's going to be the time I realize that there's things like sleep that are a teensy-weensy bit more important than staying up half the night planning your one month anniversary.

But even as I think of that, my lips break out into a small smile as I realize that the day is just less than 48 hours away. Call me slightly gay or whatever, but I can't wait!

Honestly, sometimes it just feels like I am the girl in the relationship!

SCARLETT POV

I flop down on my bed, thoroughly exhausted from not sleeping at all last night. The girls and I were up all night, engaging in playful banter about all our boyfriends. All through the conversation, I realized that one thing held true for all of us: No matter how messed up we were or how messed up they were- We all loved our guys dearly. And they loved us right back.

And I mean sure, now's really not the ideal time for me to start calling it love seeing as it's not even been a whole month since I started going out with Nathan... But I don't know what else to call it.

It's not like I can't live without him or anything- I've done that until he walked in and I hope I can do it when he walks out.. (Although, I do hope that never happens.)

It's just... When I'm with him, I feel more alive. Each time his skin touches mine, it's almost as if all my nerve endings suddenly snap back to life. When I'm around him, each laugh is a little louder and each problem a little smaller.

Being with Nathan is like having a peek at the world through HD glasses. Everything seems so much more clearer and sorted out when I'm with him. I know it sounds incredibly sappy but he gives me a little something to live for.

My life doesn't revolve around him, but, God, it's like he gives me a purpose to live through life. He's like this anchor who's kept me from drowning. I don't live for him, no, I promised myself I wouldn't be that vulnerable again, but, honest to God, I don't see much of a life without him either.

I guess, I'm just about to fall in love with this adorable nerd who walked right into my life when I needed him the most. He is like this angel who is helping me join together my broken heart and become whole once more.

Just like there's Bob The Builder, there's Nathan The Fixer.

I fall asleep pretty fast, and when I do, all I can think about is how lucky I am to have him.

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I wake up to "Party In The U.S.A" playing in the background. Groaning, I get off the bed and look for my phone to kill whoever it is that thinks it is wise to call up at such an ungodly hour.

After about 30 seconds of half hearted searching, I spot the sleek, black iPhone case wedged between my bed and it's side cabinet. I pull out the phone and see Hazel's name flashing on the screen. I'm tempted to answer the call and give her a earful about disturbing my sleep but I let it slide. I press 'Decline' and toss my phone on the bed before walking into the bathroom to wash my face.

When I come out, I glance up at the clock and realize it's about a half past three in the afternoon, meaning that I slept through the entire morning. As I realize that it's not such an ungodly hour to be calling at after all, I snuggle back into bed and dial Hazel's number. She picks up on the fourth ring and informs me that she'll be running a little late. I sigh and make my way downstairs.