C- Hi, Y/n, Clay said with a smile.
Y/n- Hey, you must be clay. George literally doesn't stop talking about you!
C- Hah. All good things I hope?
Y/n- Of course. He loves you like a brother, I say, *oblivious* to Heatwaves.
C- O-oh. That's good. Well, follow me inside. NICK! GET DOWN HERE!
*Sapnap comes down the stairs to the left of the door, and sees her.*
N- Hi, Y/n! It's so nice to meet you! He says, feeling his cheeks heat up a little at just the beauty of her.
Y/n- Hello, Sapnap. It's great to meet you as well! It smells great in here, by the way.
N- Oh please, call me Nick. Oh, yeah. Clay cooks, I would probably burn the entire house to the fucking ground, Nick says with a slight chuckle.
You follow Clay and Nick into the living room, where there was a flat screen T.V mounted above an electric fireplace. The house was overall pretty modern, but strangely had a very "homey" feel to it. you sat down on the couch next to Nick, as Clay ran back into the kitchen to stir the pot of spaghetti noodles and to peel the Roma tomatoes for the red sauce.
C- Y/n, are you allergic to anything? Clay yelled from the kitchen to the living room.
Y/n- I'm allergic to shrimp, so only feed me shrimp if you're trying to murder me. I say with a laugh.
C- Duly noted.
*You and Nick start conversing in a series of small talk, as you wait for dinner.*
N- So, Y/n, what's it like being away from George?
Y/n- It's not easy, seeing he practically raised me. I miss that idiot a lot sometimes.
N- I bet. It's never easy leaving someone you care about.
Y/n- I mean, yeah, but he's still here with me. Even though we're over 4,000 miles away, I feel like he's still next to me.
N- I love the way you put that. It's definitely true. I moved from my family in Texas, so I get how you feel.
*It's been about an hour of conversation with Nick, when you finally get called to dinner.*
C- It's done! Come to the table, you two.
*Nick and I got up from the couch, and walked to the table. We sat down to eat.*
Y/n- Oh my god. Clay! This is amazing! Where did you learn to cook like this?
Clay shrugged. My mom and dad signed me up for numerous cooking classes growing up, seeing as it's good to know how to feed yourself.
*The three of you talked for what seemed like hours, laughing, telling stories, embarrassing George.*
N- Well, Y/n. Would you like to stay over for a while and watch a movie?
Y/n- Well, you guys practically have a movie screen in your living room, so I don't see why not. Clay, can I help you clean up?
C- I got it, but thanks for aski- I cut off Clay.
Y/n- I insist. I'd be a horrible guest if I let you cook AND clean.
C- Suit yourself, He said, smiling. You took all of the dishes to the sink, while Clay and Nick went to go get a movie set up. Nick called back to you and asked if a horror movie would be okay. You agreed, and let the boys pick out a movie. You started washing the dishes.
~Nick POV~
I sat on the couch daydreaming about y/n, while Clay picked out a movie to watch. Clay looked over at you and wheezed, which brought you out of your state of trance.
C- You GOOD!? Clay wheezed, almost falling off the couch. Bro, you're literally blushing.
N- W-what? I'm sorry, I just can't stop thinking about her. Did you see her y/e/c (Your eye color)?
C- Are you talking about Y/n? Clay comes to the sudden realization. You have a crush on y/n!? He says through a whisper yell.
N- Shut up man! What if she hears you!? And I don't know, maybe. Her eyes are so beautiful, her hair looks so soft, her personality is so nice, her eyelashes are so- Clay cuts me off.
C- Nick, I've never seen you so flustered. What has gotten into you?
N- I have no idea, dude. she's perfect. Her laugh-... I'm sorry. I'll shut up.
*Y/n walks into the room after finishing the dishes.*
Y/n- What kind of movie night is this without blankets? Cmon, guys, do you not know proper home movie etiquette??
N- I hadn't even thought about that. I'll go grab some blankets.
*I leave to go upstairs and grab blankets. I grabbed my big blanket, when I got a text from Clay.*
Bitch Boy
Get a big blanket for you and Y/n. Get me a small blanket off my bed.
Operation Y/nNap is in motion.Me
Alright.... s u s
Read ✓*I grabbed the blankets and headed down the stairs. Y/n was laughing at a joke clay made, which gave me just a little twinge of jealousy.*
N- We had one big one and one small one. Clay, I love you, but I'm not sharing a blanket with you.
C- I get it, I'll take the small one. Y/n, you don't mind sharing with Nick, right?
Y/n- Not at all! Y/n pats the spot next to her, motioning for me to come sit next to her. I do. I throw the small blanket at Clay, and cover both mine and Y/n's legs with the blanket.
Y/n- So... what movie are we watching?
C- I was thinking The Conjuring. Have you seen it?
Y/n- I haven't, no.
N- You're in for a real treat, Y/n.
*The movie starts, and about halfway through the movie, Y/n looks terrified.*
This part was my absolute favorite part. The big jump scare. The scene played, and Y/n yelped and dug her face into my arm, grasping onto it for dear life.
N- Aww, Y/n, it's ok. I put my arm around her as she cuddles up with me. You look over at Clay, who is giving you a thumbs up. I smile, as I feel Y/n hiding her face in my chest.
~Y/n POV~
Fuck. This movie was really good, but also terrifying. Before I knew it, I was under Nick's wing, burying my face into his shirt. I feel his hand travel a little further down my waist, and he pulls me closer to him. For some reason, I felt safe with him. He was tracing shapes under my shirt on my hip, and before I could even lift my head back up, I was out like a light.
~Nick POV~
The movie ended, and as the credits finally quieted down, I could hear soft, even breathing coming from the girl on your chest. I embraced her tightly, soon falling asleep myself as well.
All was well.
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