𝗠𝗼̈𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘆 𝗖𝗿𝘂̈𝗲 𝗜𝗺𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀 {𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 2} 🤍

❤️ 𝗔𝗰𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻 {𝗡𝗶𝗸𝗸𝗶 𝗦𝗶𝘅𝘅}

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Nikki's POV, May 1986

Love wasn't something ever high on my priority list if I'm being honest because it was something I never understood because I was never shown what it was meant to be and it stayed like that, when I moved here to Los Angeles I met this girl, Y/N L/N, she was different from other people, she supported my dreams, she just supported me, gave me a lot of willpower to carry on pursuing my dreams even when I felt like giving up.

She meant a lot to me, more than I ever thought anyone could... we always flirted with each other, we just had natural chemistry, I could just have a laugh with her and be myself.

Flirting with her was more than playful though for me and it had been for a while, I'd never been in love before, I wasn't sure what it was meant to feel like but despite that I just knew in my heart that I was in love with Y/N.

I thought for such a long time she didn't feel the same way about me as I did her but then that changed... and I don't know what to feel about it right now, basically we slept together the other week, we were both kinda drunk and I was a little high so our usually playful flirting turned into something more serious and before either of us could really comprehend what was happening we were back here, at my place, fucking in my bed.

I didn't regret it, not for a second, although drunk and high I still knew what I was doing, I'd fallen in love with Y/N long ago so it didn't make a difference to me, though I'm not sure whether she regretted it or not, the morning after when I woke up I was in bed alone, the only sign there was of anyone being with me the night before was the crumpled sheets next to me and the fact that Y/N had made me breakfast, consisting of cereal and toast.

I was confused to say the least, she upped and left me after we slept together but still left me food? Why couldn't she have just stayed until I woke up?

Maybe she did feel the same about me that I felt about her, but maybe I didn't show it enough so she wasn't sure whether to stay or not which wouldn't surprise me, maybe she thought I was just sleeping with her because of the drugs I was under the influence of but I wasn't, I slept with her because I was in love with her, nothing more, nothing less.

We've obviously spoken since that night and seen each other since but we haven't yet spoke about that night, I want to bring it up because I didn't want her to think sleeping with me was a mistake or that I did it for the sake of having sex.

I was to scared to bring it up though in case she says it was a mistake, that she doesn't love me... I don't think I could take hearing that, so it's best just staying quiet about it, as hard as that is seems as that night meant everything to me.

Falling head over heels in love with your best friend isn't exactly a wise move but Y/N is the only woman I can see any kind of future with, she understands me in a way nobody else ever will, puts up with me on situations where everyone else would have abandoned me, she never does.

Falling for her was inevitable cause we were that close to each other, the only thing to do was fall in love.

I was scared to tell her I loved her, I couldn't bare to lose her, I'd lose myself if that happened because she made me who I was, she helped me be better, helped me make good choices for once, her guidance was important to me.