16: The Last Call

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I don't know how to say this. OK, let's just say We have just passed the Coachella thing and apparently, The Jonas Brothers didn't get to perform with each other because Nick got injured.

They are in the hospital.

OK, here goes...


I blinked and saw that Selena was sitting beside me, eyes on her phone. She was typing furiously and was smiling, too. My mind trailed off to wonder who she was texting. 

I didn't make a sound because I didn't want to sound as if I craved for her to pay me any attention.

She continued typing and eventually, I fell back asleep. I woke up hours later to the sound of a lot of phone notifications. I had a huge migraine the moment I tried to lift my head up.

"Omg, Nicholas, you're awake--" Selena came rushing over to me and hugged my whole head in some kind of... motherly way. I smiled weakly and tried to get out of her arms, totally not feeling it.

"What's wrong?" she sensed, getting up and leaving the bed.

I shrugged, "I... I don't know. I have mixed feelings about things right now."

Selena let out a nervous laugh, "What?"

I was feeling so stupid right now; what if my suspicions weren't exactly true? What if it was just my stupid predictions, I cannot allow myself to make any more stupid decisions; I've already messed up too badly.

"Nothing. I-- I'm fine, now, how long have I been here?" 

Selena sighed and took my hand, "About a week. You've missed quite a lot," she said, chuckling. I winced as I felt my head pouncing as if my heart was up there.

"What is it?" Selena asked, concerned.

I shook my head, "These stupid migraines keep coming, I don't know why, but I can't bear it."

Selena sighed, "Here, take this, it'll help. It's probably because of the noise and your eardrums, they're messed up."

I chuckled, but then stopped because it only made the pain worst. I took the bottle and the pill from her and took it, gulping down the water. The migraine didn't exactly go away, but it lessened the pain a little bit.

"So when are we gonna be able to leave?" I asked, clearing my throat and sitting up on the headboard.

"I don't know, the doctors said you can leave when you slow down with the whole headaches thing."

I sighed, "Not so soon, then," I said, looking out the window. 

"Hey, hey, hey," Selena said, grabbing for my hand again, "We can't lose hope, OK? I'm sure we'll be leaving soon. I don't want to put you in a position where when you're in pain the doctors aren't around."

"But I'll be fine," I tried to say, but Selena shut me up.

"No, you won't, you don't know that."

"But can we at least go home--"

"Why're you so keen to go home?" Selena snapped at me, making me look at her. This was definitely not how she usually acted.

Maybe you've been asleep for too long. You don't know what she did while you were unconscious.

I trust Selena. She is not the cheating type.

"I'm sorry for that outbreak, I was just-- I had a lot of stress, and--"

"Really?" I said, trying to keep calm. "Cause the last time I woke up, you were texting and you looked quite happy while you were at it. I don't trust anyone anymore."

Selena's jaw dropped, "How could you say that? I was here for you when you needed me. I took care--"

"I KNOW you did, but I--" I sighed and closed my eyes. Opening them again, I said, "I just don't think this is going to work anymore."

Selena's expression wasn't quite how I imagined it. I was expecting her to object or something, but she didn't. She just looked at me and nodded.

"OK, if that's what you want, so be it."

I was suspicious. "So it's him, isn't it?" I said, loudly as she reached the door. She turned around, "What?"

"It's him, right?" I repeated, hoping that my suspicions were at least right and I did the right thing.

"What're you talking about?" Selena said in a hurt offended voice.

"Don't pretend that you don't know, Selena, I see the way he looks at you, and I see the way you act when you talk about him. He's authentically attracted to you as well, so I suppose you two have been fucking behind my back, have you?"

Selena's jaw dropped, "Wow, Nicholas, that is a bold accusation!"

"It's not an accusation, it's the truth," I said coldly. "So just go and tell him; Oh, I broke up with that ass of a boyfriend and now we can fuck freely without being scared--"

"NICK! that is not true, I would never!" Selena yelled.

I rolled my eyes, "It was something around there, I'm sure. Now leave, I'm having a minor headache."

Selena looked as if she was going to cry, she inched towards me, "Nick, please, let me stay, I don't want you to be in pain and I'm not there--"

"I don't want YOU to be the one that's here for me," I spat hastily, ignoring the stabbing pain in my forehead. "I have my brothers!"

Selena burst into tears and ran out o the room.

I sighed and closed my eyes, the pain really is annoying. 

_ _ _

Well, it looks as if Nick has finally realized what was good for the both of them.

This is the end of the whole Nelena Series; I'd really like it if you just took the time to comment on which book was your favorite.

Vote and follow, I got lots of new books, a Nendall (Nick Jonas x Kendall Jenner) and a whole mystery series. Well, it's not totally a mystery, but you will like it.

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