Showing posts with label Chelsea. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chelsea. Show all posts

Friday, October 29, 2010

Game Day

So Nathan also failed to mention his entire family was coming up to Sydney to watch his game, Georgie and I cleaned out the spare room but most of them were staying at Nathans and Danny’s because they are at the hotel anyway club rules apparently, of course I know all of this because of Georgie, Nathan and I still haven’t talked, so we managed to get Jake, Chelsea, Belle and Matt, we have like no room in our apartment for everyone but we are surviving, Nathans place had Martine (argh), West, Lesley and Brad, apparently there all going out for dinner after the game, I was asked by several people to go (just not by Nathan), so I had told them all politely that I already had plans. Georgie decided we all were going out on Friday, seeing as Nathan and Danny were already at the hotel, the older people were happy to stay in but we all went for dinner and then to a club.

We got to Mishca (club) around 11pm, it was awesome, the bar was the theme of the 70’s like an old diner, but everything else looked fairly modern, it looked so out of place that it was cool.

“So what did my brother do now?” Chelsea asked whispering in my ear over the loud music.

“haha it wasn’t just him that did things.” I whispered back.

“Hmm, ok anyway, how’s work?” She asked taking a sip of her cocktail.

“Yeah pretty good, I’m actually being sent to Paris sometime between Christmas and New Year for about three months!” I said excitedly.

“That’s awesome, congratulations!” She smiled and ordered a round of drinks on her.

Jake came and sat next to me a while later,

“So why aren’t you coming tomorrow, real reason?” He asked taking a swig of beer.

I sighed loudly before explaining, “He didn’t tell me about it, and when he did he said he doesn’t want me to come.”

“Ouch.” Jake added.

I shrugged my shoulders, “That wasn’t even what the fight was about, it was about communication.” I said using ginger quotes.

“Oh the Ye Old communication battle, Nate’s not one exactly an open person a lot of the time.” Jake said.

“Hmm I’m just trying not to think about it, it just sucks.” I said and

Jake pulled me in for a quick hug.

Then we all decided just to dance, well it was mostly me, Chelsea and Belle, we had a little too much to drink, ok a lot to much to drink...We were dancing for a solid hour without a break, every time a guy got a little close to us Matt (Belle’s husband) came over and made it clear she wasn’t available without being rude. Belle told Chelsea and me all about her Tahiti honeymoon, it sounded amazing, they swam and ate and generally had an amazing time together, she didn’t fail to mention the copious amounts of sex that they were having (STILL) either...

Just after 2am Georgie coaxed me, Chelsea and Belle into a taxi and the boys followed in one of their own.

“PARIS, pleasssse come to the game tomorrow.” Chelsea slurred.

“I want to, I really do but I can’t.” I replied also slurring.

“You and Nathan are good together, I like you Paris.” She said with drunken affection.

“Chelsea I like you too!” I said as she hugged me.

We all fell into bed, somehow Chelsea and I ended up sharing my bed, everyone woke up about 9am, kick off was 2pm but they were planning to get there about 12 which is apparently pretty standard for the first game of the season, I however was moping around the apartment feeling sorry for myself and trying not to vomit.

“Are you sure you can’t come?” Jake asked me once more as we were eating breakfast.

I shook my head to afraid to open my mouth in case I puked.

“He’d love it if you were there.” Matt added.

“No he wouldn’t, see he actually invited you guys, I was told three days ago by Danny...he doesn’t want me there and if he doesn’t want me there I don’t want to be there.” I said getting up and cleaning the kitchen from the breakfast mess, I could hear their conversation that ensured after I left.

“He is such a freakin’ idiot sometimes.” Belle muttered loudly.

“I know, he finally gets a nice girl, and he is going to fuck it up.” Chelsea said.

“I’ll chat to him tonight.” Jake added.

Suddenly then Florence and the Machines blasted through my phone, it was Nathans personal ringtone, after the wedding we had changed it, it was like our own sexy inside joke.

I walked into the bathroom and shut the door; I answered the phone on the third ring,

“Hello?” I answered.

“Paris, hey.” Nate answered there were loud voices booming out of the background.

Then it got a little awkward, both of us didn’t know what to say, I figured if he called me he’d have some sort of script to follow, like us woman when we call a boyfriend after a fight.

“Good luck today Nate.” I said quietly.

“Argh...I know we have to talk about our stupid fight, but I really need you to be here today, I know I’m a massive ass, but I really, really need
to know your here.” He practically begged, he sounded really nervous...

“Nathan I -,” I started to say but I was cut off.

“Please Paris? Please?” He begged and my eyes filled with tears at the sound of his desperation.

“Ok, I’ll be there.” I said.

He breathed a loud sigh of relief, “Thank you and I promise we can talk after the game.”

We finished the conversation then, so it looks like I’m going to the football. Sigh.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

Sometimes Goodbye is the Only Way

“There you guys are.” Georgie said, back to her normal self, at least from the outside. Anybody could see from her red and swollen eyes she was sad.

“You ok Georgie?” I asked gently. Then a fresh batch of tears threatened to spill over. I gave her a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek and she smiled at me.

“So what happened?” Jake asked sighing and lighting up a new cigarette. All 3 of us were sitting on the balcony.

“Names were thrown around; she blamed us kids for her problems. The usual.” She answered jadedly.

I realised they probably wanted to talk alone, about this secret they were all carrying. So I walked inside to find Nathan. He and Chelsea had yet to move, but I looked outside and Lesley was yelling at Martine.

“Hey.” I said sitting back down at the table.

“Hey...God what a horrible weekend.” Nate said.

“I get it. Every family has drama and shitty times. This is just a hard time for all of you.” I said and Chelsea laughed sarcastically.

“Paris every day is a crappy day when we’re around her. Nothing but shitty times.” She said and smiled apologetically at me, I returned the smile.

“Nate, I think maybe I should go. I mean obviously there is some family stuff that needs to be worked out. I can just get the train back.” I said.

“No, I am coming home too. Will just drive back together.” He said.

“I think maybe you should stay. Try to have a normal chat with your mum, as long as the rest of the family is here.” I said and Chelsea agreed, “Nathan you know she’s right. This needs to be sorted out while all of us are here.”

“I agree, but I am not letting you get the train home.” He said.

“Trains are fine. Seriously ill be home in two hours. You CAN drive me to the train station though.” I said.

He let out a loud sigh and I knew I would get my way, “Fine...trains come every hour so ill drive you.” He said pulling me in for a hug. I ran upstairs to pack my bags up and just get out. It had been an ok weekend, yesterday was amazing but I knew that I needed to go, so they could sort stuff out.

I said my goodbyes to everyone, and they all told me how much they liked me. Lesley gave me an extra tight hug and Jake too. Georgie told me she would see me in the city. Chelsea whispered thank you in my ear, I’m pretty sure it was for convincing Nate to stay a little longer.

We were sitting in Nate’s car waiting for the train, the silence was deafening.
“Are you ok?” I asked, he was unusually quiet and I knew he was upset but I wanted to know if there was anything I could do.

“I feel horrible, you’re just getting on a train home and you’ve had a crap weekend and argh I don’t know...” He said, not looking at me.

“Hey, it wasn’t bad. I loved your family and the wedding was amazing, and I understand that you need time with them Nate. I know you don’t want to talk about it, but it looks like the issues run pretty deep with all of you guys.” I said.

He shook his head at me, “God you’re amazing you know that, I...if this happened when Katie was around, well it would have been a million times worse.” He said. I don’t know why but I felt a little pang of jealousy, why did Nathans mum hate me so much? When she apparently just adored Kate... I obviously didn’t let Nathan see this or it would have made him actually feel a million times worse.

So I just kissed him and for the third time he told me he loved me.

The train pulled up soon after, and I left Nathan with a promise to call him when I get home and a quick kiss.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

The Morning after the Night Before

I woke up in Nathans arms, just after 10 am the day after the wedding. He was still asleep and I was just replaying last night in my head. We got home around 1am, and went straight to bed. Lesley showed us where we are sleeping. The house was a beautiful two storey house; it had hardwood floors, and balconies that wrapped around the entire houses two levels and bushland as a backdrop.

“And you Nathan will be sleeping in here and Paris you’ll just down the hall.” She joked. I laughed.

“Ha, ha.”Nathan said sarcastically. I hit him playfully on the arm. Lesley chuckled.

“Ok well Nathan you know where everything is, so you can just show Paris.”

“Thanks heaps for having us Lesley.” I said.

“Hey no worries, we love having people here.” She smiled.

Nathan and I walked into the room and it took my breath away. It was a 4 poster bed, with white lace curtains around the frame, it was beautiful and the moon was shining through the window onto the hardwood floors. This house had lots of character and warmth; it was the house I could imagine Nathan growing up in. His mother’s house was cold from the inside out.

“Oh...This is so beautiful!” I said while touching the curtains.

“Yeah, it’s pretty nice.” Nathan said intently watching my fingers on the curtains.

“Nate, why didn’t you tell me you lived here growing up?” I asked.

He sighed loudly but he wasn’t angry, “It just didn’t come up, I...mum and I had problems lots and lots of problems Paris. So Lesley said I could stay with her, and I did.”He looked sad.

“I’m sorry Nate, you don’t have to tell me...I just want you to know, that you can talk to me about this, if you want too.” I said wrapping my arms around him.

He gulped repeatedly before speaking, “I can talk to you Paris. It’s just hard. There’s a lot...”He stopped talking before he finished his thought.

“It’s ok Nate.” I said kissing him. He kissed me back, and led my over to the bed.

We both got lost in each other after that. His hands travelled the length of my body over and over again, and his lips only left mine once to tell me he loved me...I don’t think he realises how special he is.

Nathan woke up about 15 minutes later and pulled me in for a kiss.

“Morning beautiful, how’d you sleep?”He asked.

“Actually it was the best sleep I have had in ages.” I answered honestly.

“Me too.” Nate said.

“Hmmm ok let’s get up, can you show me where the shower is?” I said.

“The shower is just there, that door.” He said as he pointed to the other side of the room.

I shook my head, “No...Can you show me?”I smiled.

He chuckled softly before untangling himself from the sheet and dragging me to the bathroom.

Nate and I walked down the stairs about half an hour later laughing at some stupid joke from the best man speech at the wedding.

“Hello you two, nice of you to join us in the world of the living.” Lesley said.

“Sorry, we were tired.”Nate said smiling at me.

“Yeah sure...”Lesley said with a knowing smile that made me go bright red, and Nathan cough loudly.

“Well Brad’s making breakfast and your mum, Belle and Matt, Georgie, Chelsea, Jake, West and Uncle John are coming over.” Lesley said, counting everyone on her fingers.

“Oh cool. Well I guess you’ll get a chance to meet everyone then.” Nathan said to me.

I smiled, “Guess so, I think I’m going to go see if Brad needs any help.” I said.

“Morning Brad, did you need any help?” I offered.

“Oh hello Paris, I would LOVE some help. Can you make scrambled eggs?” He asked.

“I can certainly try.” I smiled.

Half an hour later we were all sitting around the table, I was wedged between Nate and Georgie. Everyone was having a really nice time. Chelsea was nice but a little closed off just like Georgie said. Jake was a little serious but friendly. It was going well and Martine was keeping her distance. The newlyweds looked so happy, Matt was absolutely smitten with her, he looked at her like she was the only girl in the world. And then Martine decided to change the subject.

“Well this is lovely isn’t it? All the family together, oh and Paris of course.” Martine said. I felt Nate tense up, like he knew trouble was coming, I rubbed his leg under the table and gave him a smile, as if to say it’s all fine.

“It is lovely isn’t it?”Lesley said casually.

“So football season starts soon Nathan doesn’t it?” Brad asked, it’s like everybody knew when trouble was brewing and they all took on the appropriate roles to diffuse the situation.

“Sure does, I have training on Tuesday.”

“Oh well, won’t be able to have so much fun with Paris then?” Martine chimed in.

“Nope probably not, but will make time.”Nate said his voice light but his body was tense.

“Hmmm I’m sure you will.” She said angrily. At this point everyone had turned their attention to the intense conversation going on.

“Ok so who wants some more orange juice?” Chelsea asked, a few people said yes and the cups were passed around.

“So are you both planning to stay another night still?” Lesley asked Nathan and me.

“Yep if that was ok.” Nate answered.

“No worries. Happy to have you!” Lesley smiled.

“Oh so none of you are not going to stay with me tonight?” She asked her question directed at Nate, Chelsea, Georgie and Jake.

“Mum why would we? You treat us like crap for most of our lives and then you treat Paris like a stupid slut that’s just after Nathan’s money. WHY THE HELL WOULD WE?” Georgie screamed. I had definitely never seen her angry and it seemed like most of the table was shocked too.

“Don’t you ever speak to me like that. How dare you?” Martine yelled back. At this point the table cleared, Lesley grabbed my shoulder and we walked outside, followed by the rest of the family besides Georgie, Nate and Chelsea.

Jake grabbed my hand and steered me towards the garden. “Paris...I’m sorry, she...we’ve all been through a lot with her.” He looked exactly like Nate looked last night, extremely vulnerable and sad.

“It’s fine. Every family has baggage I suppose. I don’t know exactly what happened with all you kids and your mum but I’m sorry.” I said patting him on the back, while he lit up a cigarette.

“Stress smoking only.” He smiled.

We chatted easily for about 15 minutes, just sitting in the garden looking out at the bushland. Then we heard Georgie calling us up to the house, while we were walking back he said,

“Your good for Nathan, I can see why he likes you.” I smiled back at him and realised that all of family (besides his mum) were really genuine and kind.