Finally yours.

Chapter twenty - seven

Sunday December 9th

Another month vanished, Y/n had found herself spending a lot of time with Ranboo, Nick, Karl, Alex, Clay and George. Surprisingly when they all hung out together they were always chaotic.

Y/n and George were too dependant on eachother emotional bond to stay apart for so long, his words still lingered in the air but the constant reassurance and apologise caused her to cave in and accept what had happened.

They were the only family each other had.
It was a way to spend time with your best friends before they left once again.

Nick and you had become extremely close. It was as if you were tied together, wherever you were he was, and vice versa.

You and Nick had talked about Samantha, and you came to the understanding, he hadn't gotten around to blocking her yet so that's why the messages were there all those weeks ago.

Everything became clear, and it was as if nothing had happened.

Chat still wondered about the date, and constantly asked. Yet because you and Nick weren't official, you hadn't told them.
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"Alright, are we ready?" George coughed trying to lift the silence. "Ask Clay" Karl suggested, scrolling through his phone.

"Yeah I'm ready", He was nervous. Extremely nervous. Clay had chosen to do his face revel today, George tried talking him out of it, not because he didn't want him to do it, because it seemed as if clay was forcing it, doing it because he feels he has to.

"You know you don't have to do this babe" George put a comforting hand on his, while Alex, gagged. Him and Karl had been fifth and sixth wheeling for a while now, and it was funny to see them drown in the romance going on around them.

Clays hand on the mouse, face cam set up. He hit the go 'live button'.

His breathing was unsteady, yet he smiled through it.

Him and George weren't out about their relationship for many reasons, but George's hand never moved. Clays talking had been drowned out as I soaked up the environment I was in.

The laughing, chatter and happiness.

I watched Clay, slowly relax at the amazing response from fans: Not that he ever needed their approval, it was nice. He was worried people would hate him, George and Nick were making jokes while Alex and Karl were in the background planning something to do later.

Dono: $17.56
What's your favourite thing about England, (your pretty btw) <3.

"Ohh my favourite thing about England, it would have to be George" He blankly said "Heyy" I playfully slapped him, knowing fully well why.

"Don't worry, your my favourite" Nick, whispered, barely audible. They way his hand grased mine, the way I could taste the salt running from his tongue as he said it, flustered me "I'll be back" I blurted out. Everything that male did flustered me. Everything he says, everything he does, I fall for him more every second.

He laughed slightly at my exit, while the other clueless four assumed I needed to use the bathroom.

My face was red, tomato red. I took a moment to check my phone, while the door opened behind me, clicking as it shut. Two arms snaked around my waist and a head was placed in the crook of my neck. "Flustered?" Nick whispered "Mmhm" I hummed back turning to face the beauty.

Hungrily our lips collided, he smashed my back agains the wall, roughing kissing me. A side of him I hadn't seen, but oh lord was it hot.

His tongue swam around my mouth, enjoying every piece of it. I moaned into the kiss savouring every part of it.