I cracked an eye open the next morning and checked my surroundings, remembering I was in a kidnapper's bed, with a kidnapper... Who was currently sprawled over my poor body.

I lifted my head to discover that his head was resting snugly between my neck and my shoulder, and he was currently gripping my waist like I was a life sized teddy bear.

I was trapped.

I never really learned what to do in situations where your not-so-deadly kidnapper is lying over you in nothing but a pair of red boxers, nuzzling your neck in his sleep.

Wait... He's in his boxers. HE'S IN HIS BOXERS.

Instead of softly waking him up with a sweet good morning kiss like in the movies, I freaked out and started lashing out on his back.

"Get off me! Get off get off get off get off!" I cried, pounding his back with my fists repeatedly.

Unfortunately, my attempts to hurt him were like a two year old trying to beat up a gorilla.

He slowly lifted his head up, opening his eyes slowly in a cute manner, taking his time. I stopped as he gave me a lazy grin which was a great thing to see first thing in the morning.

Just his half-naked body sprawled over me was a bit overwhelming is all.

"Good morning princess." He mumbled. "You could've just told me to get off." He said innocently.

I glared at him. I made a sudden attempt to grab his hair but he swiftly rolled off of me like a ninja and landed on his feet on the ground.

I finally took in a breath once he was off and rolled off of the bed. But instead of doing it swiftly with perfection, the bed ended up being less wide than I expected, causing me to crash down onto the floor, landing on my ass.

I glared at the floor and hesitantly looked up, expecting to see him seconds away from laughter, but instead he was smiling at me with a hint of amusement.

Better than laughing at least.

"Here." He said, holding out an arm for me to grab.

I had a two second long debate on whether I should crawl under the bed and hide in shame or take his arm and pretend I didn't just land on my butt in front of my Greek-God kidnapper.

I scowled at his tan, muscular arm, before grabbing it roughly and pulling myself up.

"I'll go make break-" he started, but I didn't hear the rest since I was walking off to the bathroom, pretending the whole thing never happened.

"Hey Sky?" Nathan called out.

I stopped and turned around.

"Killer legs." He gave me a huge smirk as his eyes grazed down my legs.

My cheeks went red as I glanced down and realized I was only in his white T-shirt, my legs on full display.

"Stop eye-raping me and go make me some French-toast!" I snapped, pulling down the shirt as far as it could stretch.

He started taking small steps towards me instead, making me nervous. I did my best to not let my eyes explore his fully-toned chest on display, and it did take a lot of willpower...

"Let's see. Who's house is this?" He asked lowly, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

"Yours." I sighed, not having a better answer. It was too early for me to attack him with savagery.

"And who's shirt is that?" He asked again, not breaking eye contact.

"Yours." I sighed, wanting him to get to the point already.

"Yes, and am I not allowed to look at my own shirt in my own house?" He questioned, a small smirk appearing.

I thought for a while, registering what he was trying to say.

"You're not even looking at the shirt!" I protested. "You're looking at my legs, which is not appropriate considering you're my kidnapper and also don't forget there's an eight year old kid next door that has a horrible role model who objectifies legs and don't you know better than that considering that I can knock-" I was cut off my long heated ramble suddenly.

"Sweetheart, you may have gotten lucky that one time, but please, we all know you hit like a chihuahua." He chuckled.

"Really? Did you need a reminder of last time?" I asked dangerously.

He simply continued to stare at me in amusement. "Come bite me princess." He winked.

That made me snap, and before I knew it I was swinging my arm with full power and aiming for his other cheek this time. My power strike was suddenly intercepted as I felt his hand wrap up around my wrist, saving his pretty little face.

He slightly tugged me closer to cut the distance between us, making our chests collide. My breathing became heavy as he stared down at me intensely.

I bit my lip as I could feel every curve and toned muscle of his pressing into me, making my heart beat even faster. The small motion made his electric green eyes lower down to them, lingering tortuously a second too long, before looking back up at me with amusement.

"Now is that some way to treat your best friend?" He asked dauntingly, the playful glint in his eyes back.

"Best-friend?" I asked, giving him a look. Since when had we become friends even?

"Yes. Or friends with benefits if you prefer-"

I cut him off by pushing his solid chest away and making a beeline to the washroom. I would not take any more if it. I was getting too hot and bothered and I was pretty sure he was fully aware of it all.

I heard him laughing behind me but kept going walking.

"Stop running away from the truth princess." He called out, I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"I need to pee alright? Leave me alone Nathan!" I cried out, slamming the door for effect.

I just stood there in silence as I realized I wasn't the least bit mad.

A small smile took over my face as I thought back to-

"So French toast with a French kiss or hard-core eggs with some hardcore se-"

"I said leave!" I yelled loudly, not wanting to hear the rest of that sentence.

"Okay! Sorry for the way I made you feel." He mumbled afterwards, the smirk apparent in his voice.

All I could do was glare at the door, before deciding to let go of the player inside my mind and continued to get ready.

After I was done and wide awake, I made my way to the kitchen. A smile instantly took place on my face as I smelt French toast. He actually listened to me. I should get him to do more things for me too...

I turned the corner and froze in the doorway of the kitchen.

Standing before me was a very shirtless male with a delicious six pack on full display. Forget food, I'll just eat him up.

My eyes finally met with Nathan's, who was standing in the middle of the kitchen facing me and wiping a white plate with a cloth, all while giving me a huge smirk as I had been caught again...

I think I did good though, as I hadn't checked out his perfect body since I had found him on top of me this morning.

I took my time though, letting my eyes graze over his perfectly chiseled, hand-crafted Greek God body. Too bad he was a jerk.

I finally looked back up at him as if I hadn't just been standing there checking him out.

"So the French toast?" I asked expectantly.

"Mhm." He replied distractedly, taking slow steps towards me. I was taken aback by the intensity in his eyes.

I stood frozen in place, waiting for him to reach me. Instead he stopped halfway, somehow torturing me with the way he was looking at me and the way he looked right now.

"Are you intimidated by me princess?" He asked now, looking at me with curiosity mixed with amusement.

"What? Hah! No way, get over yourself." I rolled my eyes, but I couldn't deny the ascending heart rate of mine.

"Yeah? Then come here and say it." He grinned at me smugly.

I tried to think of an excuse but could come up with little to nothing as he had caught me right on the spot.

So deciding there was only one way to go about this, I tried to seduce the seducer.

Giving him a dangerous smirk, I walked my way slowly over to him, my steps in line and my hips swaying ever so slightly.

I looked up to see him slightly taken aback, but he covered it up in an instance.

Finally reaching him, I placed both arms around his bare neck, trying not to shiver against his exposed chest which was almost brushing against mine.

Giving him a dirty smirk, I bit my lip and let a hand slip down his smooth chest, then slowly traced it over his well-defined abs. I felt his body tense up under my touch, causing my smirk to grow.

"Intimidated?" I spoke slowly, drawling the word out.

Pushing myself flush against him now, I took his hand in mine and placed it against the side of my exposed leg, causing him to let out a sharp exhale against my ear. I ever-so-slowly dragged his hand lightly up my leg, causing the fabric to bunch up around it as it went higher and higher, the small trail leaving tingles behind. His other hand gripped onto my waist on the other side as I continued to tease him.

I led his other hand all the way up to my hip-bone, then leaned in until my lips were lightly brushing against his ear. "I don't think I'd let you get this close if I was intimidated." I whispered.

Pulling back away with a triumphant smirk, I froze when his eyes were still staring at me with that same intensity which left me speechless.

I let out a small gasp as I felt his hand which was gathered up in my shirt slip around my waist slowly but swiftly.

I arched my back and let my eyes close for a second as I leaned into his touch, enjoying his strong hands slowly exploring my exposed back under my shirt.

"Impressive." His lips brushed against my ear now, his voice just above a whisper.

His hand then slid to my hip again, slowly moving up and down. The small action was driving me crazy.

I wanted more.

I breathed heavily onto his shoulder as I felt his hand spread out over my torso, just missing my breasts. Then, he moved his hand lower in a tantalizingly slow manner. He was driving me mad.

"You didn't have to prove yourself." He spoke softly, his hand reaching lower and lower... "I think it's pretty clear that you-"

I cut him off with a moan that came out unfiltered. I froze in embarrassment at that, but it only made him let out a low restrained groan in return which did things to my body, his eyes darkening and his grip on me tightening.

His eyes looked as if they were about to devour me at any given second.

"Is something burning?" I suddenly asked, scrunching up my face as the smell became stronger and stronger.

"What?" He said distractedly. I practically melted under his touch just by the look he was giving me, but I caught sight of something orange flickering just over Nathan's shoulder.

My eyes widened as I realized what it was.

"FIRE!" I screamed, pushing him away and running over to the stove.

I thought back to all those times where my classmates and teacher would prevent a fire in my cooking class.

You can see now why I don't cook...

I remembered the first step was to cover it with the lid, so I frantically grabbed the closest one and dropped it over the pan filled with orange flames.

I sighed in relief once the flames immediately vanished under the lid, but the feeling of satisfaction was short-lived as the entire pan erupted into flames all of a sudden.

I opened my mouth to scream but Nathan seemed to beat me to it as he let loose a long string of interesting curses.

Staring wide-eyed from the pan with orange flames licking all around it and growing taller, to the six foot something well-built man grabbing his hair and not breaking his gaze away from the fire, I came to the sad realization that I was really on my own here.

Looked like Robin wasn't helping Batman anytime soon.

Taking a deep breath, I realized I should probably get a fire extinguisher seeing as no one else in the vicinity was capable of doing so...

I sighed and ran out the door, searching for a glass box. Spotting it a few steps down the hall, I sprinted back inside and ignored Nathan's frantic state trying to hold onto me.

Grabbing a large metallic spoon from the counter, I ran back out and used it to smash the glass and pull out the red tank.

Running back inside, I saw Nathan was now standing in front of the flames with a big jug of water in his hand.

My eyes widened and I sprinted towards him, tackling him to the ground and making the water spill all over the floor around us.

"What the hell!? Do you want us to die?" He yelled, his eyes wide.

"No, but you clearly do!" I exclaimed. "I just saved you from killing everyone on this floor so you're welcome."

He just looked at me with wide eyes as the realization set in that he did in fact, not know what he was doing.

I would gloat in his face later, but right now I had a life to save.

Mine.

Getting up off of the ground and facing the increasingly scary looking flames, I took a deep breath and held up the red tank.

This was the only part I was good at in situations where there was a fire.

Opening the valve, which I'd done one too many times, I aimed the gun at the harsh flames and sprayed. The white foam extinguished the fire before me within seconds.

I breathed out a sigh of relief, instantly coughing as I inhaled the smoke. So I ran to open all of the windows and stuck my head out of one, gulping for fresh air.

After taking a few more breaths, I turned to see Nathan standing in the middle of the kitchen, his hands in his hair as he stared at the catastrophic mess in his kitchen.

I had sort of gone extra crazy with the foam and had ended up spraying every single cabinet, drawer, counter, and kitchen appliance.

"Nathan-" I started.

"Fuck." he swore, running his fingers through his hair.

I wanted to scream at him to stop that, unless he wanted to get tackled.

"This is gonna be a bitch to clean up." He muttered, adding some colorful words after.

"You're welcome." I rolled my eyes.

"I could have done this a thousand times better." He retorted.

I scoffed at that, but decided to not play into his pointless little argument.

"We can clean it up later, lets just have breakfast first." I suggested, trying to lighten the situation. Well, the near-death experience I should say.

"There is no room to make breakfast." He whispered, before kicking the fridge.

I was pretty sure that left a dent.

"Why don't we just order delivery or something?" I tried again.

"There's no phone service up here." He muttered.

"Unless..." He trailed off, his eyes suddenly becoming brighter.

"Unless..." I motioned for him to go on, wanting to desperately know if I was getting fed or not.

"Unless we go to the mall." He thought out loud, before turning to me and smiling.

The mall!? I had a million reasons off the top of my head that I could think of for how this wasn't right.

"Okay..." I trailed off. I wasn't complaining for going to the mall and buying myself some new clothes.

And maybe a chance to escape...

"Alright then. Get ready in five minutes, I'll be waiting here." He turned to sit down on the couch.

"But..." I trailed off, waiting for him to realize.

"But what?" He asked, staring at me clueless.

He may be an amazing chef (when he's not getting seduced by a woman), but he was pretty dumb if he honestly didn't realize he was half naked still.

"Aren't you gonna put some clothes on?" I asked, smirking a little.

"But wouldn't you prefer me to go out like this?" He replied smoothly, standing up and gesturing to his perfect body.

I tried not to stare at his abs again, I really did, but I ended up failing myself again.

I snapped out of it once I realized he was doing it on purpose and met his cocky gaze.

"Go put on some clothes you man slut." I said in a bored tone, as if his body had no effect on me.

Which was definitely not true, considering I was planning on all the things I would do to that boy if-

I cut my dirty train of thoughts short.

Bad Skylar. Kidnappers are bad. Good girls like you don't think bad thoughts about bad boys.

After giving myself a little pep talk, I walked into the washroom and took a steaming hot shower, this time double-checking that I'd locked the bedroom door.

Swiftly changing into my black skinny jeans and black tank top I had on the day of my kidnapping, I walked towards the door, leaving behind the neon jacket which was a last minute decision I had grabbed on my way out the door that day.

I stopped abruptly as I spotted a blue piece of clothing sticking out of Nathan's closet from the mirror.

Getting excited, I made my way towards it and pulled it out, a grin taking over my face at what I'd found.

My outfit was complete.

I walked out to the living room and saw Nathan had finally put clothes on, much to my dismay.

He had on a pair of dark denim jeans and a black T shirt that hugged his chest not too tight, but enough to show off that he was muscular.

I giggled slightly as I realized we were matching.

"Why are you giggling?" He asked bluntly, staring at me as if I were retarded.

"We're matching." I gestured to our black and denim outfits.

He stared at me for a while with an unreadable expression, before rolling his eyes.

"First my shampoo and now my clothes? Really?" He asked, standing up and recognizing his own blue button down denim shirt I had on, except I had it unbuttoned in the front.

I tried not to blush as I realized I had used his shampoo again.

"You're wearing the shampoo again aren't you." He read my thoughts, giving me a look of amusement.

"Let's go, I'm starving!" I exclaimed, walking to the entrance.

He bit back a smirk. but said nothing and followed me out.

He didn't grab my wrists this time, but only walked close behind.

We walked out the double doors into the cold winter air. Despite the cold shiver that ran down my back, I loved being outside. It felt like I was finally grounded for a split second amid all the chaos that had entered my life recently.

I took a few breathes and smiled. The weather around suggested that Landon and Jess would probably be huddled on a couch by the fireplace watching Gossip Girl, since it was our all time favorite TV show. Except they'd probably be holding each other in comfort after the scarring incident that had happened at the mall.

I frowned and felt a sudden weight on my chest.

I had been trying my best not to think about them, but now that I did, I couldn't stop the tears from welling up in my eyes.

I missed them so much, especially my brother who I hadn't even seen on the day I had been stripped away from them all.

"What's wrong?" Nathan's soft voice brought me back to the present.

I looked up to see vivid green eyes stricken with concern focused on me.

I wiped away a single traitorous tear and shook my head. "Nothing, I'm-"

"Skylar, tell me what's wrong." He said sternly, gripping my shoulders.

I held a steady gaze over his shoulder for as long as I could, but my strong front deteriorated and the tears welled up in my eyes and I found myself confessing to my kidnapper. "It's just I miss them so much." The end of my sentence came out wobbly.

"Your family?" He asked in an emotionless tone.

"My brother and friends." I corrected, knowing full well that my mother and step-dad couldn't be bothered to shed a single tear.

He suddenly let go of my shoulders and took a few steps back, looking away from my face with an unreadable expression in his eyes.

"Come on, we should get going." He said, turning to walk towards his car without a second glance.

I stared after his rigid retreating back. The heartless look in his eyes was adequate for me to feel the icy breeze creep onto my skin, along with the cold reality.

Taking in one last breath of free air, I put on an unreadable expression as I stepped into the passenger seat of his black SUV.

We drove in silence to the mall, him not taking his eyes off of the road and me not turning away from my window.

I was relieved when I saw a mall I had never been to come up, wanting nothing more than to be out of the car now.

This mall was much smaller and the parking lot was deserted, only about seven cars in total.

He parked the car near the entrance and pulled out the keys.

I opened my mouth to finally ask the question that had been burning on my tongue the whole time, but stopped myself as a thought occurred to me.

I had been wondering this whole time how we would waltz into a mall without getting caught, seeing as both of our faces were probably all over the news around here. But it could be that my kidnapper was too stupid to be aware of this. I knew for certain that at the very least, Landon and my brother would be going to every news channel and press company with this story and my pictures.

So following after my kidnapper, I held my breath as we both walked towards the front entrance. My eyes discreetly scanned the area for anyone close enough to be able to recognize me.

"You need to stop underestimating me so much princess, it isn't healthy for our relationship." He smiled, pulling out some dark ray bans and slipping them on.

"What are you talking about?" I asked all too quickly, looking up at him with feigned wide innocent eyes.

"Here put this on, try not to talk to anyone or make any eye contact." He instructed, pulling out a denim baseball cap. "I wouldn't be stupid enough to slip-up. I know we're TV stars babe. You should also know that we look strikingly good together in HD." He winked at me.

I couldn't help but blush, both out of embarrassment and bashfulness at his damned charm. I was about to defend my case but the hat in his hands caught my eyes. I saw it matched my outfit, going with my denim shirt-- I mean my kidnapper's denim shirt.

I pulled out my bun and let my hair softly tumble out. It had developed slight waves from the bun and made the outfit work out all the more.

I tugged on the cap with an excited grin and turned to see Nathan rolling his eyes.

We started our way towards the entrance again when I stopped in my tracks as I saw a large Toys R Us and gasped.

"Seriously?" He asked blankly, looking at me and following my gaze to the store.

I ignored him and started freaking out. "Dustin! You left him at-"

"The daycare center that he goes to every Monday through Fridays?" He cut me off with a smirk.

I rolled my eyes. "Wait, it's Monday today?" I asked, my heart racing.

"Yeah..." He trailed off, not knowing what the big deal was.

"That means in five days..." I couldn't continue, feeling my hopes and dreams all crush around me.

Take away my birthday, take away my chance of ever having true love, but don't take away Christmas from me. That was what I had yelled into a megaphone in my school cafeteria at the principal when he tried to take down Landon and I's Christmas Sleigh Ride which we had constructed using fold-able tables, sleigh-bells, and a hallway glazed with cooking oil. It seemed like another war had to be fought this Christmas.

No way was I missing the one day that I had been planning since 371 days ago. No way was I missing out on spending my favorite day of the year with my friends and brother...

"It's Christmas?" Nathan finished my sentence for me with a sad smile.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

I think he was expecting me to throw a whole temper tantrum when there was shock on his face as I walked past him and entered the mall, hearing his rushed footsteps behind which caused me to smirk.

I sat through a wordless breakfast and let Nathan drag me around to different store after, since I couldn't just keep wearing his clothes. Although I did enjoy how they smelled and engulfed me.

So we walked store to store incognito, me letting Nathan swipe his card on the piles of clothes I dumped at every counter. As the bags I walked out with grew heavier, the feeling of disappointment and longing grew the slightest bit lighter. It still stung but I could see Nathan really trying and decided to mechanically get through our little shopping trip.

After shopping at five different places, I had three bags in my hand and five bags in Nathan's.

I stopped on our way to the next store now, turning to face him. I couldn't keep popping tags to make myself feel better. I wasn't a Katy.

"How long am I staying kidnapped?" I said firmly, looking up at him blankly.

"Skylar, you know I cant-"

"Yes you can. At least that please. Please, otherwise I'll go crazy Nathan." I begged him with my eyes.

He looked down at me about to tell me off but I watched his void eyes slowly melt as they locked with mine. I watched guilt a heavy sadness cloud them instead. "I really can't say, but from what I heard it could be up to three months."

My jaw dropped. "Three months!?" I cried, my heart pounding away as the dread and panic settled in tenfold.

He suddenly rushed over to me. "Hey why don't we buy shoes now? Shoe shopping helps girls feel better right?" He asked in desperation, his tone mixed with concern.

I watched his desperate attempts and it made me realize that there was no point in freaking out at him right now. It reminded me that he wasn't the enemy, well at least not the main one. He was just a puppet who was trying to buy me shoes to make me feel better right now. He wasn't the one deciding I'd be held in captivity for three months.

That was Ryland.

I nodded and let up a small smile, following him to the first shoe store he saw.

After about a whole hour of shopping some more, we finally crashed down onto a bench, both of us exhausted.

I stared at all the bags around us and suddenly felt guilty. I had probably made him spend a fortune on me. I was too busy counting the money towards repairs and damages towards myself to stop and think that this was all most likely coming out of his own wallet.

"Nathan, how much did you spend on me?" I asked hesitantly.

"Don't ask stupid questions princess." He gave me a smirk.

I knew it was a large amount since he wasn't telling me.

"I always do this! That's why I hardly go shopping!" I cried.

He just silently watched me as I started yelling at myself.

"I always overspend and by the time I get home, I realize how much money I wasted." I covered my face with my hands.

"You should've told me to stop." I mumbled into my hands.

"Skylar." He said softly.

"I probably cost you your whole rent. I'm pretty sure that leather jacket was more than my-"

"Please love. This wouldn't even cover half of it." He scoffed cockily. Why he would brag about that, I don't know.

I opened my mouth to argue more but he placed his hand over my leg, stopping me instantly.

"It's okay." He assured me. "I get paid more than what I spend every month, it's fine. Plus, I never had anything good to actually spend it on." He smiled at me, causing my stomach to flip.

"Thank you." I said softly, looking down at all the bags surrounding our feet. I was thankful for the hat I was wearing as it hid the blush on my face right now.

"Anything to make you blush sweetheart." He grinned, proving the hat to be useless garbage.

I felt my cheeks heat up more and looked away from those piercing green eyes which I bet were filled with amusement right now.

My eyes caught his hand move from my thigh. I watched in anticipation as he lifted it slowly towards my face. Subconsciously biting my lip, I finally lifted my eyes to his and was taken aback by the intensity in those emerald green pools. I wondered if he could hear my heart as he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear ever so softly. I started to lean into his touch before I knew what I was doing, my eyes not breaking from his.

"Nathan..." I softly called, not sure if I should tell him to stop or tell him to never. The indecision must have shown in my eyes as he cut me off before I could finish.

"We should go, more people are gonna start to come in now." He said, standing up and looking around.

I stood up too and stepped awkwardly far away from him, just to assure my heart rate not spiking back up due to being close within his vicinity.

"Okay, I just need to use the washroom." I said, remembering the long ride here.

He sat back down with the bags and looked at his non-existent watch. "Make it fast."

I just rolled my eyes and called him twelve, before walking off towards the washroom.

As I was washing my hands, something in the mirror caught my eye.

I quickly shut the tap off as I turned to face the window.

I started walking towards it and felt my heart start pounding. This was my chance. I could just climb out and run to the closest pay phone, building, or person. Escape from all of this. Escape from my kidnapper. Nathan...

I closed my eyes, debating on whether to take this chance or not.

No one ever said it would be this difficult to escape with an easy opportunity right in front of me.

My mind was screaming at me to go, but my heart was aching with each step I took. I knew if I left, my chest would only become heavier and I'd never forgive myself.

Nathan needed me... I don't know why or how, but I just knew that if I left, I'd be leaving his life in chaos.

I let out a defeated sigh as I stepped back and turned to face the door.

I stepped out and crashed right into a strong chest.

Stumbling a little bit, I looked up to see Nathan.

I couldn't see his eyes, since he had the ray bans on.

"There you are. I thought you had left." He said, looking relieved.

I just guiltily stared at the ground, feeling his eyes burning through me.

"Wait, you weren't planning on leaving, were you?" He asked slowly.

I just stared at my feet, wringing my hands. Finally I looked up at the two black rectangles looking down at me. "I-"

"We should go." He gritted out, walking away after with tensed up shoulders and carrying all my bags as if they weighed nothing.

I felt hurt as he walked away. After standing there for a while, regret, pain and guilt swirling my mind, I walked after him.

It was awkwardly silent on the way back. No one said anything. I had opened my mouth a few times but nothing had come out.

Once we arrived, he went to his trunk and I followed suite, taking a deep breath.

I stood in front of him, blocking his path just as he turned to grab the bags.

"Look, I know-" I started.

"Excuse me." He said bluntly, cutting me off and trying to reach behind me.

I swallowed the hurt and put on a determined face.

"Nathan, just hear me out please?" I pleaded, taking a step closer to him. "I could have gotten my entire life back today had I escaped, but I chose not to." I started, feeling his intense gaze from behind those dark shades. "You honestly can't be mad at me for simply contemplating it. I should have taken off the first second you turned your back on me but I didn't, because for some reason I knew it would fuck up your life, and for some reason I care." I admitted.

I looked up to see he had taken the shades off, allowing me to see his earthy green eyes gleaming with emotion and piercing right into me.

"You make it a lot better for me here Nathan, but it's still hard being away from the people who love and care for me." I admitted. "But I think there's something greater to your story, and I also think we can help each other out somehow." I gave him a small smile.

He just continued to stare at me with those gorgeous green eyes which were a mystery to solve right now.

I turned to walk away when he still refused to say a word, feeling like an idiot for saying those things.

I suddenly felt sparks shoot up my arm as I felt his gentle hand close around it, stopping me.

"Skylar." He whispered. I gazed up into his vivid eyes as he stared back at mine, pulling us closer.

I waited for him to continue, but he didn't say anything else.

"I'm an idiot." I mumbled, looking away.

"No." He gave me a small smile. "Passionate. Caring. Sweet. Clever. Funny. Challenging." He listed smoothly without hesitation. "An undiscovered gem." He added softly, his eyes slowly tracing over my face with a look of wonder in them.

I breathed in sharply and couldn't stop my cheeks from burning red and exposing me. I had never gotten complimented like that so easily, never to the point where I was left speechless.

The genuine look in his eyes erased any doubts I had of his words. Not to mention the numerous times today where I had seen him looking at me with concern or with a gentle look.

"I never thought I'd end up being kidnapped by a sweetheart buying me GUCCI." I said with a playful smirk.

"I never thought I'd end up kidnapping a princess who'd fall in love with me." He smoothly countered.

"I take back everything you ugly fro-" I started to protest but stopped as Nathan engulfed me in a big hug, pulling my struggling body into his warm chest.

"What were you just about to call me?" His solid voice threatened.

I stopped fighting him and instead let my arms dangle loosely around his neck, looking up at him with a smile. "A ruggedly frosted swag bitch." I answered.

He just looked at me blankly for a few long seconds.

I buried my head in his neck before he could see me start to laugh.

"You little pyscho." He mumbled under his breath, causing me to pull away and glare at him. He laughed and just pulled me back into his chest, and this time I just hugged him back, smiling into his chest and enjoying the feeling of his secure arms wrapped around me.

He held me tighter and I felt him give me a small kiss on the crown of my head.

"I can hear your heart beating princess." He said after a while, the smile in his voice clear.

I buried my head deep into his neck and blushed.

I suddenly felt his arm reach up to grab my hand. He pulled it down and placed it over his heart, which was beating just as fast as mine.

I was sure he felt my smile as I pressed my lips against his neck and melted into his hold.

We stood like that for what seemed like centuries, until he finally pulled away.

"Wanna see something?" He suddenly asked, excitement in his eyes.

I looked at him uncertainty, but nodded. He took my hand in his and led me a few feet away from the car.

I gasped as I saw the beautiful view. We were currently standing on grass and there were beautiful mountains facing us.

I felt him tug my arm down as he took a seat. Looking ahead of me at the beautiful view, I sat down next to the guy who had my thoughts in a twist right now.

He pulled me closer to his side and wrapped an arm around me, causing me to bite back a huge smile.

"It's beautiful." I whispered.

"Mhm." He mumbled softly.

I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes, loving every second of this moment. It was a perfect moment if you could look at it subjectively.

Maybe if he hadn't been my kidnapper and I hadn't become his hostage, I could have really fallen for him.

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A/N

:') I loved writing this.

So, what did you all think?

My absence:

Ok, so my boyfriend decided to kidnap me and take me away to Paris for five days and it was SO ROMANTIC AND LOVELY :)

What..? Don't believe that someone like me can actually have a boyfriend!? -__-

Ok fine, what really happened was that my mum got mad cuz my math mark went

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:( so she took the ipad away so I couldn't write :( I got it back yesterday and was gonna stay up all night finishing it, but MAN I was so tired and I'm sorry ! But I hope you all liked the chapter :)

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