the rugby king. || nick nelson x fem reader

24: strange.

aria's pov:
i'm sitting on nick's bed.. watching him stroke nellie, on his phone.. scrolling through instagram.
i feel so guilty.
"hey, you okay?" nick looks at me.
"oh yeah, i'm fine" i grab my phone and scroll through my tiktok comments.
"hmm, i'm not convinced" he puts his phone down and locks our pinkies together.
"well then" i look at him. "guess you won't believe me, no matter how much i tell you i'm fine"
"wanna listen to some music? you can pick." he gets up to turn the speaker on.
"well, since your already up, then i guess" i laugh. i connect my phone to his speaker and i put on 'sweater weather' by The Neighbourhood which is one of my favourite bands. (arctic monkeys being the other).
nick comes and sits next to me again, holding my hand, i look at him smiling and i put my head on his shoulder.. still feeling guilty of leaving him.
i start singing along to the song and i start noticing nicks head bopping to the beat of the song.
i grab my phone and take pictures of us..
i decide not to post them until my parents know i'm in town.. but to be honest, i don't want to see them. not in a mean way or anything but i don't really get along with my parents. especially my mom.
i start to think about zack and the dream about diego and everything. i'm such a bad girlfriend.
i mean, i hate diego, i HATE him. so why did i dream of kissing him?
why was zack so interested in me?? why did he slap my ass?? why did he hold my waist tightly?? why me.?

nick's pov:
i'm so happy aria is here.. i mean, like, it's only been a week but when your used to be with someone everyday and then they leave, it's hard to be honest. it's a strange feeling.
i'm just happy that i have her head on my shoulder and her hand in mine.
it's like i'm the luckiest person in the world. out of the all the boys in our school, she chose me.
me.

aria's pov:
i decide that i should tell nick about zack.. i can't bear to see his face when i tell him that i had a dream about kissing another guy.
"hey nick?" i raise my head from his shoulder and face him.
"yeah..?" he smiles as he holds my hand tightly.
"um, can i tell you something?" i have a nervous look on my face and he holds my hand even tighter now, if thats possible.
"of course!" he sits up.
"so um, at the nightclub, one of diego's friends.. he was being really weird around me. and um.." i stop and look at nick. he doesn't exactly look upset or hurt.. but he looks mad but not surprised either.
"what happened aria." nick lets go of my hand.
"he um, well he was into me. like he wanted me to sit on his lap, obviously i didn't.. and when i went on the, um, dance floor thing.. he came behind me, slapped my, you know.. and grabbed my waist so tightly that i just about got out of his grasp. he called me 'mamas' too. by that point i was drunk and i called him nick.. as i was thinking about you, that's when his grip got tighter." i look down ashamed.
"oh." nick gets up. "i need a minute"
and then he walks away. out of the room.
i shouldn't have told him.. but i wanted him to know.
i connect my airpods to my phone and i listen to 'do i wanna know' by Arctic Monkeys.

(heres the song btw)

i hum the melody.
music is my way of escaping from reality.. sometimes reading helps too but mostly music.
i put the song on full blast.
i bop my head to the beat, my eyes feeling heavy.. slowly closing.
i'm still in nick's room, his tv is on but nothings playing, fairy lights on but his main light isn't. nellie sitting by the door, clothes on a chair in the corner, his bed not made but i'm sitting on it so it doesn't matter, one wardrobe door open.. one closed, pictures of us on the wall. mostly pictures of me that i didn't know he took.
for some reason, i feel comforted in his room. like weirdly comforted. 
it's strange how someone's room can be your safe place.
maybe it's just me, maybe i'm the strange one.
that's what my mum has always said.
she always said i was strange.. she always said tori was strange too, and she called charlie 'different'. she hasn't called oliver anything so he must be the golden child.
the music drowns me from reality and i close my eyes.
i start thinking about what went wrong.
3 years ago.. i would never have thought that i'd be in college at 16, have issues with mental health, to be known as a slut, have a boyfriend which is too good for me and to have mommy issues..(the abuse side of my mommy issues is verbal abuse).
16 is not treating me the way i want it too.
13 year old me would be so disappointed in me.
nick then comes back but i don't notice, i don't realise the tears coming out of my eyes, the mascara running down my face, my eyeliner being smudged..
i don't notice any of it.
the music is still playing and i can't hear anything. not a word.
the song is still playing and that's what i'm concentrating on at the moment.
the song finishes and i take a deep breathe.
i take my headphones out and nick comes over to me.
"are you alright?" he looks at my hands and puts one in his.
i take it out of his grasp and look at him.
"no i'm not okay." i give a fake smile.
"oh don't be like that." his voice cracks.
"or what? you going to leave again??" i roll my eyes and go onto my phone.
nick takes my phone out of my hand and puts it on the bedside table.
"don't be a dick aria" he puts his hand on my knee.
"me? how was i being a dick?" i'm not trying to get frustrated but i am. i'm so stressed over nothing? i'm stressed for no reason.
"you were gonna go on your phone to avoid the conversation" he gives an annoying laugh.
"wow." i whisper.
"now, will you let me talk mon amour?" he smirks.
"fine whatever." i roll my eyes.
"so, i understand you may be a little frustrated when i walked out but it's because.. i just didn't know what reaction to give. and i'm sorry." he looks away but then back at me, waiting for an answer.
"okay. i appreciate that. it just gets tiring. like i'm always the girl they want." he holds my hand and places a kiss on my forhead.
he gives me a sad smile. if that makes sense.
"i know mon amour, it's not your fault." he comes closer to me and hugs me.
we stay like that for a bit and then nick gets a text from his friends.
"who's that?" i ask curiously.
"the groupchat." he sighs.
"that's fun" i laugh.
"yeah not really. they want me to go out for dinner with them.
i will just say that your visiting and i can't come" he smiles and begins to tap.
"no!! you should go with them!" i smile.
"but where are you going to go?" he looks at me.
"i will just go home?" i laugh.
"i want to be with you though, i know i'm being clingy and stuff." he puts his head on my shoulder. "lemme ask if you can come!"
"nick!! i will be the only girl there" i say as i lean my had on his.
"i don't care.. besides, they said yes anyways." he grabs my hand and gets me up off the bed.
"isn't harry going to be there..?" i ask.
"yeah, but i will be with you so don't worry" he smiles. nick always smiles :))
"i'm going to have a shower"
"okay.. i will get ready then" i say before he goes into the shower..

this is going to be a shit show.

A/N:
what's going to happen at the dinner...?
let me know what you think in the comments 👀