I finished reading the letter, by now tears were escaping my eyes. What Nick wrote was beautiful. I unlocked the door of his room so he could get out. As soon as I saw him I jumped into his arms, embracing him in the tightest hug I could manage. Nick could tell that I read it because of my reaction. The only words I could manage were,
"I love you so much," We stood there looking into each other's eyes. It was as though time had stopped. Silence. Nick's forehead rested on mine. His green - blue eyes were so beautiful. I got distracted by them so much that I didn't even hear the next words that Nick said,
"One day you are going to be walking down the aisle in a gorgeous white dress towards me and I'm not going to be able to resist a smile. We will be married and it's going to be the happiest day of my life. I know that we are only young, but age doesn't matter. I know that I love you and I know that you love me too," We stood there for another half an hour, just whispering sweet nothings to each other. We were interrupted by a knock on the door. I never thought that I would see this person again in my life. It was Brittney. She stood in the doorframe, wearing the shortest and tightest clothing she could find,
"Oh Nick, I love you so much. I want to get back together with you. I've tried to be over you but," She laid eyes on me, giving me the most disgusting look I've ever seen in my life. I suddenly became self conscious about how I looked. I was wearing black tights with my favourite the Fault in our Stars tank top,
"I see you've found yourself someone else. She's a little pig you know. She looks like one too, like honestly look at that waistline. You honestly dig that? You're so desperate Nick, but I love you so it doesn't really matter," Brittney said in such a diva's voice. After she finished speaking she put her arms around Nick's neck and kissed him. Nick tried to push her away but it wasn't working. I pushed my way past Brittney and out the doorway, sobbing. I ran home, never looking back. It wasn't worth it. I let her get to me and I shouldn't have. I'm too weak.That night Nick texted me. I didn't feel like answering. The texts he sent went like this :
N - Grace r u ok? I can't believe what happened. I really want to talk to u. Brittney tried to stay once you left but I protested and got her out of my house. What a creep😷 Love u xx❤️
N - Grace....
N - Will u pls answer me?
N - Come on. It's not my fault
N - I love you beautiful x😘
N - Ok I swear to God, if u don't answer I'm going to explode💥
N - I'll post a horrible photo of you on Instagram...😈
With that last text I responded :
G - Ok. Ok. I'll talk..
N - OMG I knew that would work. Can I call you? xx
G - Of course hottie x😍
My phone vibrated, as expected it was Nick,
"Hey beautiful," I loved the way that Nick called me beautiful, even when I felt insecure,
"Hey gorgeous," I spoke into the phone waiting to hear the voice I love most. Nick and I never really called each other. We would always talk face to face. I was surprised he hadn't come over,
"Are you okay? I know that Brittney coming over and talking to you the way she did wasn't very nice. Do you want to talk about it?" Nick was so caring and always wanted to know if something was wrong, just another thing I loved about him. I couldn't even respond. Tears just filled my eyes. All I could hear was silence. Even Nick was lost for words,
"I'm coming over right now," There it was. He was going to come over and save the day, being the superhero he was. It wasn't more than three minutes later that I heard a knock on the door. Nick immediately engulfed me in a hug. It was all that I needed. He let go, the thing that I didn't want him to do and I noticed that he had a bag with him,
"I brought some movies and popcorn because I know that watching movies is one of your favourite things to do, so let's set one up. Shall we?" No one has ever done something like this for me before. He was the most romantic fifteen year old that I'd ever known and I was proud to call him my boyfriend. That night we watched movies and fell asleep on the lounge in each other's arms. Brittney wasn't going to come in between us now, not when our relationship was this strong.
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Fool's Gold
Teen FictionHeartbreak. Despair. Isolation. I'm sitting here surrounded by white. White walls, white roof, white furniture. A puddle of tears is forming on the floor beneath me. How did this happen? It feels as though a rock is inside my stomach and every secon...