𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐰𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 ✔

twenty nine

I furrow my eyebrows at the sight before me.

I stare at him in shock.

it wasn't the same person I saw before I blacked out.

"y/n?" he repeated again.

"nick?" I say in return, my voice raspy. "why are you here?" I ask, "where's clay?" I ask, trying to get up, but my arms fall weak.

"dont get up, you need to rest, clay left a while ago, he didn't tell me where he was going" nick says, looking towards then facing me again

"why are you here? I thought you hated me or something" I say looking at him, removing my hand from his.

"listen y/n" he shifts in his seat. "even if I openly display that I hate you I could never actually hate you" he says softly, I could barely hear the guy

a small smile starts appearing on my lips, "hm? what was that I couldn't hear you" I say teasing him.

"I dont hate you" he says again. "aw nick" I say in a baby voice.

"shut up, youre vulnerable I can kill you right here" he says

I laugh, "but you wont" I say between laughs, he smiles looking at me laughing.

"okay anyways where's George?" I ask nick

"I'm right here" he says, I follow the voice and look at the floor beside my bed, George laid there, rubbing his eyes

"I- you were here the whole time and didn't say a thing?" I question.

these boys might always look scary and unbothered but if you get to know them better, you see another side to them.

"yep" he says, slurring slightly, "tired huh?" I question, "obviously, do you know how long ive been here?" he says sarcastically

"shut up and go to sleep" I say, laying back down.

we hear the doorknob jiggle, someone was coming in.

the door is pushed open and it reveals the dirty blond man, his hair messy, he had a white tee and black sweatpants on, "y/n" he says softly, his green eyes meeting mine.

nick gets off the chair beside my bed, "George get up" he says.

"noo" George groans

"George" clay says, "fine" he replies, getting up hugging the pillow he was laying on

both nick and George leave the room.

clay sits on the chair that nick was in and sighs, "who was it y/n" he asks, his eyes piercing into mine. "I dont kn-" I get cut off, "dont lie to me" he says getting up and walking towards the jug of water and cup placed on a table.

he walks back over to me and hands the cup of water to me, I take a sip, he stares at me

I pull the cup away from my lips, "tell me y/n" he demands, "oo demanding are we" I joke, "y/n" he says in a serious tone.

I sigh, "you remember the mission we had at the strip club?"

*time skip*

it was now been a week since I returned to clay, the convo we had that night consisted of clay saying that he was going to confront the guy who sent the men

but I insisted that I wanted to go with and get my revenge too, clay was extremely pissed at the guy and wanted to settle it right away but I convinced him to do it a week later so I could tag along

so here we are.

I was in my room, getting ready for today.

I change into my outfit and strapped on backup weapons, like my knife and gun.