The day I wrote a song about you

Chapter 37: Goodbye

Justin's loud sobbing woke us up from our trance.

"Cara!" He cried.

I scooted over so I could see the backyard. Justin's face was red and full of tears as everyone tried to cheer him up.

"What happened?" I asked.

"He fell from the swing." Brandon said, showing him his favorite toy to see if he would take it. "He hit his head."

"Cara!" Justin cried again when he looked up and saw me.

When he cried, he just wanted me. I sighed and glanced back at Nico. "I- I gotta go down."

"I'll come with you."

Sitting on the porch with him on my lap, I achieved to calm Justin down. Nico sat beside me watching the kids play. It was nice outside, the sun was still up, and there was a light breeze that made the temperature perfect.

Justin hiccuped as I rocked him back and forth in my arms.

"He already has a big bump." I whispered, taking Nico's hand and placing it on Justin's head.

Nico nodded, then looked down at him, who stared up at him with his big green eyes, his face covered in dry tears. "You're alright. You're a superhero."

Justin keep on staring at him. "Spider-Man." He muttered. I looked at Nico, widening my eyes.

He looked at me and smiled. "Spider-Man is the best, right?"

Justin nodded, a little grin making an appearance on his face.

I smiled up at Nico. "You'd be good with kids." I told him.

"You'd be good with them, too." He said, grabbing Justin's toy and giving it to him. He finally took it.

"Yes, but that's not why I don't want them." I stopped to rock Justin since he pointed at Oli and Oscar. I put him down and he ran away, cautiously watching them from afar. They had pushed him too hard before, now he didn't trust them but he still wanted to play.

"That's not why I don't want them either." Nico said.

"Then?"

"I don't know." He shrugged. "I just don't think... this is a great world." He frowned.

"What do you mean?"

He chuckled. "It's okay, they're just thoughts. Wanna go get ice cream for everyone?"

Nico stood up quickly, running a hand through his hair and extended it towards me.

I grabbed his hand so he could help me up. "Okay."

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We spent the ride to the ice cream parlor in silence. We still had to address the elephant in the room but I didn't know how.

Was I in love with him? I had never been in love, not even remotely liked someone. I felt weird every time I was around him. My heart started racing, my stomach clenched and I blushed. A lot.

But I also felt good. He made me laugh, he made me learn a lot. That was important for me. I liked that he taught me things. I had fun with him and he listened to me. Nobody ever listened to me. Like what I had to say was not important. With him however, I felt like I mattered.

His looks really helped. I wouldn't have thought of him as my type before I met him. I never liked anyone, but I did have eyes. I remember thinking some of the guys in the Olympics were hot. But they were usually blond and with darker skin. Nico had black curls and light skin. He was also taller and leaner than most guys I knew.