Music In My Heart - Dreamwastaken

Regret

Content Warning: Slight Sexual Content

Anja POV

I was pacing around in Nick's room, waiting for him to come back from working out with Clay. His room was a mess like always but I found it oddly comforting. It reminded me of when we lived together in Texas and we would do stupid shit in his room. I walked back and forth around his bed like an idiot for ages panicking. He finally came in with a towel around his neck and taking a gulp from his water bottle, covered in sweat.

"Hey what are you doing?" He looked me up and down. "Why are you covered in bruises?" He asked with concern.

My hands flew to my neck to cover the hickeys, even though my hand couldn't hide all of them. When I woke up that morning, Clay was already gone to work out. He left me a tray with a fruit salad and some water on the nightstand. Instead of eating, I rushed to my room and threw on some shorts, not even stopping to think about the marks.

"I need to tell you something."

"Ok." He threw his towel and bottle on the bed and collapsed to the floor, looking up at me with his hands propping his head up. 

"Me and Clay are dating."

"Yeah, I know." He grabbed at my feet and I kicked him away.

"How did you know?"

"Well, it's not that I knew but I guessed. It's kind of obvious. I see how you look at each other and how freaked out you get when I come in after you two being alone. You're literally wearing his clothes right now." He laughed, crossing his ankles as he felt accomplished for figuring us out. "So have you slept together yet?" He joked.

I rolled my eyes. "That's why I came to talk to you." His eyebrows raised with surprise written on them. "We fooled around last night hence the bruises" I pointed to them. "And while I guess he thought I was asleep which I wasn't. I only closed my eyes." I mumbled. " He told me he loves me."

Nick sat up and smacked his hands on the floor. "What?"

"I know. It hasn't even been a week since we first kissed and I don't know what to do."

"He said he loves you?" He whispered. I nodded. "What did you do?"

"Nothing. I just pretended like I was asleep."

"Anja." He looked disappointed.

"I know. It's horrible." I flopped on his bed and picked at my nails. "Nick, I've been freaking out all day. Everything has been happening too quickly between us."

"You should talk to Dream." I shook my head at him. "AJ seriously? Why?"

"I..." I couldn't think of a reason.

"Maybe he didn't mean it." Nick jumped off the floor and sat next to me. "All the time people say I love you after sex, maybe it was a heat of the moment kind of thing. Just talk to him about it."

"Ok." But I didn't. I was scared to. What if he meant it? What if I couldn't say it back? What if this ended us? I decided it was better to act like I didn't hear it at all.

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The next month was lonely. It felt unbearably long. Clay got more and more distant as time went on.