I couldn’t breath and Nathalie was going crazy yelling at me every single bad word she knew…
“He was going to apologize! Damn it! You screwed it up!”
I stood up and left the apartment leaving her with tons of curses on her mouth. I decided to go to Central Park and walk for a while.
Her apartment wasn’t as far as I thought and all I could care about was not getting lost.
I looked down my pockets and realized I left my phone; I wouldn’t be bother and I could think about everything. Great.
Nick loved me, he wanted to be with me and he felt bad for breaking my heart. He was trying to protect me and that’s sweet but doesn’t he think I’m strong enough to handle anything?
Dating a celebrity is like dating any other guy. There would be gossips, there would be critics and there would be jealousy. Why did he think that would affect me if I had always proved him I wasn’t like any other girl? I have always proved him I was secure about myself and who I was… At least I haven’t ever really showed awkwardness or disgust about my body at loud/around him.
On the other hand it was amazing that he didn’t want me to be wounded for other people, it was awesome to know that he’d do anything for me and he’d give anything just to protect me, very Twilight though.
I walked and walked and walked until my feet hurt thinking about how Nick and I would work this out. I knew the Jonas Brothers were in town and of course I knew where Nick’s place was but going after him wouldn’t make me feel any better; I know I wouldn’t be able to tell him what my feelings were because I didn’t even have them clear to myself… My heart was crap.
I walked back to Nathalie’s apartment on 72nd street, still thinking about what I did to Nick. I was really immersed in my thoughts, when I was about to get into the building I didn’t even notice someone was sitting on the porch until he grabbed my hand.
“Please, wait.” He said taking my breath away. I turned around and faced him trying not to fall to ground, my knees began to shake as hard as they did the first time I met him.
“What are you doing here?”
“I came to say I’m sorry.” Nick said standing up in front of me and taking my face in his hands. “I’ve been such a fool.”
“I know so.” I said trying to fight my tears back. I knew the truth, and I knew he loved me but I couldn’t handle the pain I felt because I couldn’t call him mine. I couldn’t handle the picture of me heartless a few days back…
OH MY GOD! STOP THE DRAMA, GIRL! YOU LOVE HIM! GO FOR HIM!! HE LOVES YOU! GO AHEAD!
“I know I was wrong, I underestimated you and I hate myself for it. I was even more stupid for letting you think something else and didn’t clear things up.” He rushed his voice making me get back to the earth and ignore the fight about my feelings in my head. I sat down right next to him on the stairs. Nick looked at the ground and sighed. I felt bad for making him feel bad. Honestly, my feelings were something indescribable; I didn’t know what or how to feel as usual. “I knew that you would be hurt and that’s why I waited for you to leave the city, and I knew you would think different about me but let me tell you that I’d promised myself to respect you since the first kiss I gave you an-”
“You’re starting to spit words just like I do.” I said interrupting him. He sat down again.
“I just want you to understand that I’m-” I took his face by the chin interrupting what he was saying.
“I get it... It’s just that I don’t know what to say…” I said.
“D-Do you still love me?” He stuttered.
I pulled myself closer to him and kiss those tender lips I’ve waited for. My lips moved in a perfect synchrony with his, I was able to taste his scent and touch his perfect curls. He just put his hand over my neck. I tried to make it a perfect soft and sweet kiss before we got to look at each other again. We broke apart but our faces were still inches away.
“Did that answer your question?”
Nick nodded and wrapped me in his arms. A hug never felt so deep and good for me.
“I’m sorry.” He whispered in my ear.