Chapter 14

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(Broken By Lovely The Band)









"Stop!!" I shouted whilst laughing as I ran away from him.

I ran around his kitchen and back to the living room.

Skylar and Ranboo were out of the house, and we were just coming back from school. George and Dream were sittin on the couch laughing at us as we ran around the house like children.

This is how life should be.

I grabbed a pillow and smacked him in the face with it, which caused me to laugh even harder.

He turned around and grabbed a pillow before hitting me.

"You cañga! I'm going to kick your ass."

"Yeah, shut up, you cañga. Harley what does cañga mean?" George asked me, as I laughed even more.

"Get back here!" Nick screamed as I ran down the hallway and towards his room.

I hid behind the door of his room and while he walked in I tackled him. I hit him over and over again with the pillow.

After last night, i don't know how i was doing this. This morning I could barely walk, but I guess I got used to the pain. He laughed as I continued to hit him with the pillow.

Happiness.

This is what true happiness felt like. He was true happiness for me. When I wasn't performing or with the boys, I struggled to feel happiness, and now I can feel it whenever, and I know it's because of him.

The way his face lit up every time he saw me, the way he smiled at me, the way he cared about me, and the way he was starting to love me.

I knew he was falling in love, because I was too. I was falling so in love with Nicholas Armstrong, and I knew I was okay with that.

After last night, I never want to be with someone different. He is my endgame and I am not giving up on him.

He's my happy ending.

And I believed I was his.

"You're so pretty." He mumbled before kissing me.

I smiled as he lifted me off the ground and onto his bed. It's the little things for me.

From the small hugs, kisses, comments, and actions he did was enough to make me want to let him take control of me all the time.

Every moment with him, I knew I would remember, and if things didn't work out, this would be my biggest heartbreak.

It would be the worst pain, and I know I would not be able to get through it.

"You're pretty too, I guess." I said, the smile still present on my face as he moved my hair to behind my ear.

That was something he liked to do, was play with my hair. I don't know why, but I liked it just as much as he liked to do it.

He looked at me with a shocked expression before putting the pillow right in my face.

"I guess??? I'm one of the sexiest mother fuckers alive."

"Yeah, I know."

I ran my fingers through his hair as he smiled at me and closed his eyes. I'm so glad I got to hold him. That I'm the person he goes to.

That I'm his person. I wanted to be his person, and his only person. I wanted to be his, and I wanted him to be mine...

Forever.

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