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He grabbed the sweatshirts they always kept in the car, slipping one over sayors head: Nathaniel then waved to his father getting out of the car, letting sayor drag him inside the rink excitedly. "Someone's excited," Nath laughed, squeezing her hand tightly. His father drive away once they were inside, back to the hospital. "Hey Jason," Nathan waved to the guy at the counter, flashing a smile as he passed through the doors to the rink. "What's yor shoe size? Harrison," Nathan turned to the skates girl. She beamed, taking down Nathan's skates from a marked shelf. He was excited to get back on the ice after a few days, now with sayor.

The sweatshirt was far to big for Sayor, but she didn't mind, she liked it. Plus, it smelled just like Nathan. She might just have to keep this for forever. "I haven't been Ice Skating since I was....." She paused, trying to remember. "11." She said softly. It was the day before she found out her cancer was back. Man. Long time ago. Sayor shot him a look when only said his last name...and than bam. Ice skates. "Im a size seven." She told the girl, who gave her a scowl, right before handing her the shoes. Sayor sat next to Nathan, kicking off her black coverse. "That girl likes you. A lot." She said looking at him for a moment, and than glancing a at the girl who gave her a look of pure hate. "Yeah. She's in love with you. To bad your mine." She smiled lightly and began to shove her foot into the skate...and then proceeded to try to TIE the skate. She was getting no where.

Nathan had finished lacing up his skates by the time sayor had even untied the first skate. "She likes me?" Nathan chuckled, shaking his head. I'be known her for a while... Well I just see her every time I come," he admitted, blushing at the thought that there was somoen e else besides sayor who liked him. "Too bad you're mine," he agreed, culling her face in his hand and kissing her passionately, just as the girl returned to the counter. Some slamming of skates were heard, before a soft sob. She was never nice to anyone else, anyway. "Let me help you," Nath stifled a laugh, kneeling in front of sayor to lace up her skates with quick fluid motions. "Tight enough?"

Sayor nodded, sighing with frustration as she untangled her boot. No fair. He was already done. "Yeah she does." She repeated, looking up as he agreed with her. "To bad for her." She said with a giggle, kissing him back just as passionately. Her hand cupping his cheek, while the other wrapped around his neck. Her stomach flip flopped everytime he kissed her, without fail. She couldn't think straight, and she was a little giddy after word. Everytime. She loved it. Sayor giggled as he pulled back, pecking his lips one more time. "We are so mean." She whispered hearing the sob. But that girl was so asking for it. She let him tie her shoes, laughing. "I think so." She held out her hand for him to help her up. It was a good thing Nathan was a good skater, because she was the opposite of that. She knew she would walk out of their with a bruised butt, and other body parts. That's what she gets for never going when she had the chance. "promised not to let go of me?" She asked wearily, clutching his arm tightly as they stepped on the ice. She already was stumbling, the only way she was still standing was because she was holding onto Nathan so tightly.

"I never liked her much anyway," Nathaniel admitted, blushing as his braces scraped Sayors teeth. Damn metal. "I won't let you fall, I promise! Are you a good skater?" He asked with slight doubt. A teasing smile crossed his lips, his hands strong as he released Sayors arm and wrapped his arms around her waist. With the ie under his feet, it was hard for him to not leave sayor and skate off on his own. He missed Michigan, badly. "Relax, don't tense so much," he encouraged, his hands releasing sayor as they started off onwards the center of the empty rink. "Pretend you're walking, in a v," he instructed, demonstrating with exaggerated steps.
((OMG!! This is gonna be cute! Make it as romantic and adorable as you can <3))

((Haha i know!! Im so excited! :D))

Almost as soon as he let go, she slipped, nearly falling on her butt, but caught herself. "You said you wouldn't let go." She said accusingly, trying to get back on her feet. It was harder than it looks. She held onto the railing, watching him skate, before trying to do it herself. She slipped again, catching herself on his arm. Her grip was surprisingly tight as she clung to him like her life depended on it...it did. She slipped again, stumbling on her skates. "How do you do this?" She asked, unable to even stand up straight without help. This was almost impossible! she was never going to get this. At all.

"Sorry," Nathan grinned deviously, catching her arm as she stumbled a few times. "Woah there," he laughed, offering his whole arm for sayor to coin to while she learned to skate. "It's easy, I promise. I wouldn't make you do something you couldn't," he assured her, stopping at the very middle of the empty rink. As her feet skidded and slid around, Nathaniel eventually picked sayor off the floor and into his arms, her legs dangling from his arms. "V's, remember. You can do it," he encouraged her, kissing Sayors cheek lovingly as he set her down again. The figud temperatures in the rink didnt make him flinch, having been used to worse.

Sayor felt herself being lifted up, and grinned. Man. He was strong. She nodded, waiting for him to set her down. "I dunno Nathan. Your promises are becoming a little unbelievable mister." She teased, trying to do Vs. How?? She held his arm tightly, letting him pull her. "Hey Im getting the hang of it..." She said with a grin. But, not five seconds later, she tripped, stumbling forward. "Woah! Never mind." She said with a laugh, releasing his arm for a second. "Im gonna try it. Stand over there..." She pointed To a few feet away, while gripping the railing. "And I'll skate to you." She said with a nod, waiting until he got over there. She bit her lip and let go of the railing, holding her arms ot nice and wide as she pathetically skated into Nathan's arms. When she was a few feet away, she tripped, and fell right into his strong arms. She looked up, breathlessly. "Thanks."

Nathaniel obliged, skating with one strong push to where sayor had specified. "Come here, come on sayor...!" He grinned, patting his knees as if he were calling a puppy. It was adorable to see her try, although her efforts were often disturbed by tripping or flailing arms. He caught her at the last leg, having seen her skate her caught on the ice as she tripped, fear evident in her eyes. "No problem," he returned breathlessly, hoisting sayor slowly back to her feet. In the middle of the empty ice rink, Nathaniel leaned into her lips, ruffling her hair gently. "You're doing good so far," he smiled shyly, pulling away from sayor as a pop love song blared over the speakers out of nowhere. Looking around, Nathan caught Jason's eyes and devilish smile.Of course he did. "Lets skate, around the whole rink. I've got you," he promised, taking off slowly at irst before increasing speed, skating leisurely with sayor in tow.

Sayor smiled, kissing him back gently. She was having withdrawls back at the hospital, only ever getting a peck or two on the forehead, or cheek. But now, now she was good. Getting the taste of him she so desperately craved. "ok." She said with a smile, slowly getting the hang of it. If he let go, she would stumble and fall, but when she was clutching his hand, she was good. They talked as they skated, Nathaniel making her laugh the entire time. "Sh!" She said suddenly as one of her favorite songs came on. It was Lego House by Ed Sheeran. It was so cute and romantic. "I love this song," She said, singing it softly under her breath. It had to be one of her absolute favorite.

Nathaniel enjoyed himself, having the best time on ice he could remember. Even if it wasn't on 'real ice'. "Never heard of it," Nathaniel murmured, noting the slow atmosphere if the song. "Think you can slow dance?" Nathan whispered, taking up her right hand and resting his left around her waist comfortably as he maneuvered backwards, swinging them around slowly. He never liked romantic songs because he couldn't relate, but now that he listened, he'd sing them to sayor if he could.
((Never heard if it!))

((LOOK IT UP!! I hadn't heard it since this morning, but I absolutely adore it now!! ;D))

Sayor let out a soft gasp. "Never? That's crazy! Its so cute." She said with a nod. This song got to her like no other ones did. About a guy promising to love his girlfriend better, be the person she deserved. It was so sweet. Sayor shrugged, grinning. "I'll Never know until i try." She held his hands tightly, skating with him. Her heart pounded as she made eye contact with him. His gaze was so intense, she wasn't able to look away. She bit her lip, her gaze flickering to his lips. She was so in love, it wasn't funny. Everytime he looked at her, her heart fluttered, and she couldn't breathe. Let alone every kiss. She loved him with even single piece of her soul and being. Hopefully he felt the same. She was pretty sure, but not positive.

Nathan rolled his eyes, pretending he couldn't care about love songs. He took the lead, moving them effortlessly across the ice in rhythm to the music. Nathaniel's eyes kept with Sayors, his forehead pressing agains hers as he pulled her closer. He wondered what was going in inside her mind, what she felt about him. Throughout his life, he had never fallen so hard for someone. He had heard his friends whispering behind his back about Nathaniel's new relationship, all incredulous. They kept saying he was 'whipped', whatever that meant. He snapped out of his thinking as the song finished, his face warm as he broke into a smile. His arms slid around Sayors waist comfortably, his skates scraping ice as he sipped them in place. "I love you, Sayor Dunkley," he said barely above a whisper.

Sayor shook his head a this roll of the eyes. He was desperately trying to cling to his man hood. Poor guy. Sayor wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing her close to him. She had never felt so strongly about someone before. Sure she had fallen in love before, but that was like a litthe school girl crush compared to what she felt for Nathan. She felt like some people thought she was only in relationships for the sake of being in one. But that wasnt true. She was in them because she cared. A lot. Sayor smiled widely, glad he felt the same way. "I love you too Nathaniel Harrison." She whispered, finally connecting their lips in one slow, fluid motion. Sparks flew as soon as their lips met, causing Sayor's stomach to do all kinds of flip flops. This was defiantly the best kiss yet. By far.

Nathaniel felt his legs go weak, his balance challenged when Sayors lips kissed his. He breathed in her scent, his arms squeezing her to him gently. Maybe Los Angeles wasn't so bad anymore, maybe Michigan could wait. Nath kissed her passionately, his fingers tangling in her long locks. He couldn't have a single care in the world, his stomach flip flopping in a way he never felt before. Sayor had to be the one, his soulmate, his one and only. He pulled his lips away slightly after a while, only to kiss her lips softly, repeatedly. "It's a miracle we didnt fall," Nathan commented, closing his eyes.

Sayors breath was completely taken away as he kissed her passionately. She returned the passion, her hands resting on his chest lightly. She thought back to the clock. He had to be the one. She had to have timed out. She had too. There was no way he could make her feel this amazing, and not be the one. Her eyes stayed closed as he repeatedly kissed her lips, her heart fluttering with each one. Sayor laughed slightly, her eyes fluttering open. "I have fallen. Hard." She muttered, and suddenly it wasn't about Staying up on the ice anymore. It was more about how she felt him. Hopefully he got what she was saying. if not...that would be awkward.

Nathan held onto sayor, looking down at her in confusion. "Fallen? But you're standing-" he stopped, an understanding grin crossing his lips when he understood. "And I'm here to pick you up," he said lamely, rolling his eyes at the late response hengave. "Sayor Dunkley, in my entire life of skating since I was four, I've never had such and amazing experience. Thank you for this dance," he added cheerily, lifting Sayors arm high above her and experimentally spinning her slowly. Thy were the perfect fit, the perfect pair. Nothing could stop them.
((I was thinking that maybe their parents block them from dating or something, or at least her parents do. To add drama :D and it'd be cute how much he triesfor her<3))

((Yeah! Her mom could like say that she isn't worth his time and like do everything in her power to make Sayor miserable! I like that!))

Sayor laughed as he finally got it. "There we go Nate." She teased, winking at him. She felt like she could do anything, overcome anything, as long as Nathan was by her side. He was her rock. Her one and only. She giggled as he spun her, the oversized sweatshit falling down her arm. "I have been skating.. twice. And this is by far, my most favorite time. So thank you." She thanked him, doing a little courtesy. He was the one...no little watch could tell her yes or no. It was her choice, and she chose him. For forever and always. Never going back. Like ever. She glance at her small watch that told the time, (Not the one that told her soul mate time...) and let out a sigh of relief. She didn't have to be home for another two hours. Which was good. Sayor was only late coming home once...and she had never been so closed to being physically abused before. She was so scared....she never was late again. Like ever. When she had rolled up her sleeve, she saw a flash of her love life clock, and found herself not caring what it said anymore. She would chose him no matter what.

((Yay!!! Woohoo haha inspiration comes at night for some reason))

"NOOOO, not Nate," Nathaniel whined, shaking his head stubbornly as he let small puffs of air escape his lips. "Are you warm enough in that? What time is it?" He asked, adjusting Sayors sleeves and enveloping her intonhisnarms. "My pleasure, Miss Dunkley," Nathan bowed royally, grinning ear to ear until he was sure his face would split. "How long have we been here?" Nathan questioned, pulling sayor along to skate around the rink a few more times, maybe have a snowball fight I they made enough snow. A look back to the counter, and he could see the girl from earlier pouting.

((Haha nightly institution is the best kind.))

Sayor laughed, finding his whining cute. "What? How come? I like Nate." She pouted, stinking her bottom lip out. She really could care less about the nickname Nate. she just liked to tease him. "I am toasty warm thank you. And it is about.....eight o'clock. I think." They probably had been skating three or four hours...but time had flown by so fast....she didnt mind. "Aw your so nice Prince charming." she said with a smile, reaching up and ruffling his hair. She's got her Prince Philip, and her Prince Charming. What more could she ask for? "Uh Three or four hours I think. But I don't mind." She said with a shrug. She could now skate without holding on to his hand, but that didn't mean she was going to let go. She purposefully tripped a couple times, making it look like she still needed his hand. But she didn't. She just wanted an excuse. She glanced a Skater girl,and waved at her, flashing a big friendly smile. And in return, she got flipped off. ouch. "I don't think she likes me very much." Sayor said, nodding her head in the girls direction.

"I hate the name Nate," he shuddered, grimacing at just the sound of it. "Eight? Oh man, we've been skating awhile," he noted, spinning sayor again. He hadnt noticed the outside grow dark, the rink having had few customers. "Prince charming! These nicknames, sayor!" He chided, not able to help his wide grin as she missed his hair. Instinctively, Nathan ran a hand through his hair again to put every strand back in its plae. They had stopped skating, drifting around the edge corner they had gravitated to. "She's.... , don't you worry about her," Nath suggested, releasing Sayors hand momentarily to retire his laces.
((A call from her mom?))

Sayor stood by him as her phone began to vibrate. "Hello?" She said, unable to keep the grin off of her face.
"Sayor Ray Dunkley. i want you home right this minute? You hear me? I don't want you with that boy again. You are to pathetic for him. He needs someone ten times better than you." Sayors face fell as she began to feel tears spring into her eyes. No. No No No. This couldn't be happening. No. "No.mom-" She protested softly, turning away from Nathan for a moment, just so he couldnt hear the call. Sayor couldn't believe her mother. It was like her goal in life to destroy everything Sayor loved. She couldn't let that happen to Nathan. "Are you arguing with me?! Come home Now" Her mom finished. Sayor wanted to burst into tears, fling herself into his arms and get him hold her for the rest of her life. "Hey....we've gotta go. Im needed at home." She said softly, her good mood had been destroyed. Why? Why did her parents ruin everything? Sayor was going to talk it over with her mom...see if she could change her mothers mind before telling him. If she couldn't convince her..she would have no choice but to tell him.

Nathaniel released sayor, skating away and around the other half if the rink practicing a maneuver he had learned a while ago. The entire time he kept an eye on sayor, not helping but noticing her tone. "Your mom?" He grimaced, taking Sayors hand as he skated them towards the exit of the rink. "Hey, are you okay?" Nathan asked hesitantly, the look on Sayors ce appearing unnatural. "I hope I didn't get you in trouble by keeping you out for so long... " Nath muttered, sitting on the bench to quickly undo his skates, setting them back on the counter for the girl to our away. She eyes sayor evilly, a pout on her tear stained face. With just a smile, Nathan was able to get back on her good side, afraid of what a jealous girl might do. Nathan quickly returned to sayor and undid her laces, before dropping them off on the counter.

Sayor nodded, giving him a half hearted smile. "My mom." She replied, wishing her parents would just give up on her. Leave her alone. She was fine living with them, if they would just ignore her. When he asked her if she was ok, she shook her head. "No. I'm not ok...its my mom. When have I ever been ok when she steps in?" She asked softly, holding his hand tightly. She was going to fight for him. She was going to stand up for herself. She wasn't letting him go. "No! No. You didn't get me in trouble. At all." She insisted, not wanting him to feel guilty for something he had nothing to do with. It was all her mom. "Thanks." She said as he untied her skates. "Lets come again, yeah?" She asked as they walked out the door to her jeep Hudson dropped off. She was determined to get her way. She wasn't going to give in so easily. No. no. Nathan was hers, and She was going to fight for him until the day she died.

"You're right," he sighed helplessly, stopping by Sayors jeep. "It's alright, sayor, we can come again whenever you want, I'll never get sick of ice skating," he promised her squeezing her hand lovingly. "As for your mom... Hang in there, things will get better," he promised softly, leaning his forehead against Sayors. The warmth began to thaw them, the sun melting the icy feeling off his fingers that he loved. He opene the drivers side for her, leaning against the side of te door. "Don't want to keep her waiting-!" Nathan joked lightly, wincing. It'd be a disaster. It was already dark out, and a million worries encased Nathan. Hopefully she was a good driver. "I had lots of fun," Nathan whispered, kissing sayor gently.

Sayor smiled, stopping by her car as well. "Me too." She agreed, wishing for nothing more than being able to stay. Right here, forever. "I hope so." She said with a small shrug, really hopping everything would be ok. With her mom in her life, she knew nothing would ever be ok until she got away. Far away. Sayor let out a small chuckle, moving over so he could open her door. It was a little dark out, but she didn't mind. She was a pretty good driver, but a little impatient. She kissed him back softly, smiling lightly as the tears sprung into her eyes. She couldn't loose him. Not now, not ever. She was in far to deep to quit now. "Me too." She hummed, kissing his lips one more time before climbing into her car. "Don't you need me to take you home?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Im not going to let you walk Nathaniel Harrison." She insisted, turning on the car. No. She was driving him no matter what.

Nathan shook his head, closing the door gently. "I'm fine, sayor," he insisted. "I walk all the time, I don't want to be an extra burden. Besides, dragon lady will eat you alive if you're late," he reasoned, stepping away from the vehicle. "Go, sayor...!" He shooed her, grinning ear to ear. Nathan took off his sweatshirt, bundling it in his arms as he walked back onto the sidewalk, leaving sayor behind.
((Sorry it's short!! I'll rp her mother if you need me to I'm on and off right now))

((Ok!!! Thanks! Its weird RPing with yourself...Haha post at Sayors?))

Sayor began to protest, but he was already gone. Darn it. She buckled her seatbelt, and pulled out of he driveway, already missing him. She couldn't let her mom get in the way. No. She had no control over anything in her life, except who she loved. She wasn't going to let her mother take over that aspect too. She switched on the radio, needing something to fill the silence. She drove carefully into her driveway, letting out a soft sigh. Here goes nothing. She climbed out of the door and into the house, her palms sweaty as she walked in. "Hello? I'm home." She called out nervously, ready to face her giants.

"Never?" He pulled up at the ice skating rink. "In that case, I'll teach you. I won't let you fall. I promise." He smiled and got out of the car, walking up to the other side to open the door for her. "Here we are."

Nicole smiled and got out. "Last time someone told me they wouldn't let me fall, they let be fall and I broke my arm." she looked at him. Nicole looked at the ice skating rink and got nervous. She began to walk towards the door with Noah.

Noah shook his head quickly, closing the door after she was out. "Not me." He took her hand and squeezed it reassuringly. She had to know he wouldn't let her hurt herself. He held open the door to the building for her and then they walked in together. "Wait for me here while I go get our skates." He let go of her hand to go up to the counter, but then stopped, remembering something. "Shoe size?"

Nicole got butterflies in her stomach when he grabbed her hand and squeezed it. She walked into the building door and stopped where he told her to wait for him. "7." she said softly. For her age she had small feet or so she thought, maybe to other people like Noah she had big feet for a girl. Nicole's always embarrassed when people asked her shoe size.

He went to get their skates and returned with two pairs in hand. "These ones are yours," He held them out out for her. "And these ones are mine." He walked over to a bench to sit down and change shoes. "Now, we're going to have fun!" He had fond memories of going ice skating, and he was going to show her it wasn't as bad as she thought.

Nicole sat down next to him and started putting on her skates. "I will pay you back the money." she looked over at him as she finished tying one skate. She began to but her other skate on. She tied her other skate and tried to stand up, but couldn't and fell back down.

"You don't have to do that. The ice is on me." He chuckled when she fell back down on the bench. "Easy. Here, I'll help you." He stood up and held his hands out to help her. The first time he'd done this, he'd fallen face first to the floor so she was doing pretty good so far.

Nicole slightly giggled when she fell back. She took Noah's hand and smiled at him "Thank you." she kept a tight grip on his hands. She stood there trying to catch her balance at first. "So how do walk in these without falling over?" It was probably a stupid question to him, but to her she had no clue how.

Noah guided her to the ice, showing her instead of simply telling her. "I just hope for the best." Really, he had no idea. It was the same with learning to walk with normal shoes, he thought. They made it to the ice and he smiled at her, patting her head with his free hand. "See? Not that hard."

Nicole tightened her grip on him. "Please don't let me go." she was so nervous. Nicole had no idea how to ice skate and didn't want to embarrass her self in front of Noah. Nicole looked over at him as she watched him skate. "You make it look so easy." she smiled at him. "Who taught you how to skate?" she asked trying not to fall.

"My mom." He slid across the ice with her hands still in his, not making her skate just yet, just dragging her with him so she can get used to it. "You okay so far?" He asked and smiled at her. "Don't forget you're the one who has to tell me if I'm about to tackle someone." He reminded her, but didn't look nervous at all. There weren't a lot of people there today so there weren't many chances of crashing into anybody.

"I'm fine so far." she smiled as he pulled her along with him. Nicole looked him in his eyes, and occasionally looking over his shoulder to see if he was about to run into someone, then looking right back into his eyes. She looked over his shoulder one time and noticed he was about to run into someone. "Your about to run into someone." she warned him.

Noah was just smiling at her until she warned him of someone behind him. In one motion, he pulled her close and and spun to the right to avoid a collision. "Whoa, that was close. Thanks for the heads up." Thanks god he hadn't forgotten how to spin or it would've been embarrasing.

Nicole blushed as her pulled her closer. She looked at him and giggled as they spun. She put her hands gently on his chest. "No problem. You are a great ice skater." she smiled up at him.

He became aware of the closeness and put some distance between them again. No need to have her think he was some creepy guy that hugged girls he'd just met. He smiled at the compliment, though. "Thanks, and you will too." He let go of her slowly and then just took her hand, skating next to her to let her learn. "I'm right here, and if you fall, I'll catch you, so don't worry."

Nicole frowned as he put distance between them and slowly let her go. She was extremely nervous at first. Nicole gripped his had for her life. "Oh gosh." she said as she slowly began to move her feet.

"Look at my feet. See how I'm moving them? Just copy the steps and everything will be alright." He laughed again, but didn't take her other hand. First, she had to learn how to skate on her own. For now, he was pulling her along so she could focus on her feet. "It's fun once you get the gist of it. I promise."

"Ok." Nicole copied his steps. After a few attempts, she succeeded. "I think I got it." she looked at Noah. "It is fun." she slightly giggled

Noah smiled brightly, proud she'd gotten it right now. "Yep, you've got it. I'm going to let go of your hand, but just continue doing what you're doing." He loosened his hold on her hand a little. "I'll still be skating right next to you." He let go of her hand but stayed close. He felt the loss of her warmth and the urge to hold her hand again.

Nicole frowned when he let go of her hand. "Ok." she smiled over at him. Nicole acted like she was about to fall just so he'd hold her hand again. "Woah." she said softly and acted like she was gonna fall, but she wasn't. She looked over at Noah as she wobbled.

He quickly reached over to steady her, wrapping his arms around her. He knew first hand that when someone loses their balance on the ice, if you grab their hand, you'll probably get dragged down and make everything worse. "It's okay. You're doing pretty good for a beginner." He smiled at her, not wanting her to think she had done something wrong. He'd enjoyed teaching her. The last time he taught someone was one of his sister's friends. And the girl shrieked all the time. Shudder.

Nicole smiled and slightly blushed when he wrapped his arms around her. "Thank you." she smiled. "I wouldn't be this far if I didn't have such a great teacher m." her blush began to grow deeper. She giggled as they skated along together. "This is fun. Thank you Noah." she smiled at him. She knew he wouldn't let her fall, on purpose.