It was weird, but he always felt like he was never very good at anything other than basketball—that was why being the Ravens' star was so important to him, it was all he had for a long time.

Grades? Not the best. Classroom behavior? Well, he'd rather not talk about that. Personal life? Oh, shit. Nathan felt like the ugly duckling among the other cool kids, it was simpler to just hide his insecurities with his usual cocky and sarcastic behavior. The only way he knew how to act, like a jerk.

God knows he did everything he could to treat you the same way he treated other people—rude and indifferent, as if you didn't even exist to him. That was the first time he had completely failed, the first time it felt right.

Every time he tried to push you away was nothing more than self-sabotage, his only fear was hurting the purest person he knew and fuck, he wouldn't forgive himself for ruining you. It was no use, you would always go back to him one way or another.

Who were you to fight against the alchemy? Nathan couldn't ignore you and neither could you do the same to him, not when he saw you looking so beautiful in your cheerleader outfit—cheering for him when no one else was really doing that.

After all the trouble, he declared that whatever was meant to be, it would always be him and you. Then, they would say he was overthinking and that being seventeen made love blind. Blind? Bullshit, you were the only one who saw more than superficiality in him and, honestly, he couldn't care less about anything other than you.

While he treated everyone in the most indifferent way possible, only one person in the whole world received his laughter and smiles: you. The most beautiful cheerleader in Tree Hill High, he looked at you like he really meant it.

But, for today, he was the one responsible for the Ravens' huge landslide victory and he couldn't celebrate it with anyone other than you. “Could I have a kiss as a reward, please, miss?” A playful smile appeared on his face as he held you in his arms.