the rugby king. || nick nelson x fem reader

28: i wish we never met.

aria's pov:
it's been a week.
a week.
i will give you a taster of what happened when i got my things from nick's.

- 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 -
(flashback)

"hello?" i rung sarah to ask if i can get my things.
"hi um, i know you probably know what's gone on and um, you probably believe nick who believes harry and you most likely don't want to talk to me but i left my things at your house, there in nick's room but i need them to go back home to cardiff." my mouth is runny faster than my mind.
"aria honey, calm down. of course you can collect your things. i'm not going to wear them am i?" she laughs.
"oh um, thank you. i will be over in 5/10 minutes." i hang after sarah replied and left to go to nick's.
this is going to be awkward.
i start walking to nick's and i see harry and the rugby boys.
thank god i brought a jacket.
i put the hood over my head to cover my face and pretended to scroll on my phone.
i walk past them and they don't notice me.
once i'm fully past them, i take my hood down and i approach nick's street.
i get to his house and knock on his door.
"aria!" sarah opens the door.
"hi." i reply. my voice empty and drowned by sadness and betrayal.
i guess that's how nick is feeling huh?
"you okay sweetie?" sarah frowns.
"yeah i'm fine." i weak smile. "so um, is my bag still in nick's room or.?"
"oh yeah sorry hun, i didn't think to get it." sarah puts her hand on her head.
"oh, um, it's okay." i smile.
"i can go get it if you want?" sarah asks.
"do you mind?" i feel so guilty. "sorry about all this."
"don't be silly!" she shushes me and goes to get my bag from nick's room.
"nicky?" sarah knocks on his door.
soon enough, she goes in.. and a few minutes after that, she comes back with no bag.
"aria love, your bag isn't packed and i don't know what is yours or i just don't know." she gives me an apologetic look.
"oh." that's all i have to say.
"do you want to go pack it?" sarah gives me a sad look.
"i guess i have to." i sigh.
"come in then hun." sarah brings
me in.
i take a deep breathe and go upstairs to nick's room. sarah follows behind.
i knock on the door.
"what." i hear nick voice. all raspy and broke.
"nick, aria's here to pack her stuff." sarah says.
"for fuck sake." he groans and opens the door.
he looks a right mess.
eyes all puffy, hair messed up, red face, eyes bloodshot too.
i can't really say much to be honest.
he goes straight into bed and on his phone.
"do you want me to help you?" sarah asks.
"if you don't mind. i have stuff everywhere." i feel so bad.
"oh no of course." sarah comes in and folds my clothes up while i get my toiletries and makeup from the bathroom.
"is this aria's?" i hear sarah ask nick.
"why should i care?" he responds.
"nick, do not be like that. aria was good to you. she loves you." sarah scolds him.
"so your on her side?" nick scoffs.
"there aren't any sides, but what i'm trying to say is that aria would not cheat on you, the fact that you believe harry of all people is beyond me. i'm trying to help you" sarah says to nick.
i walk back in awkwardly.
"i've folded your clothes and put them in for you, and i'm not sure if this is yours?" she holds up the jumper that nick bought earlier.
"um no, that's nick's. he bought it earlier and thank you for doing that." i smile and zip up my bag.
"your welcome." she smiles and i leave the room.
i go downstairs and sarah follows.
"well, have a lovely time back in college." she smiles.
"thanks." i give a weak smile back.
"bye!" she says as i walk out the house.
"bye!" i say and she shuts the door.
(end of flashback)
- 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 -

so that was that.
awkward.
and when i got home.
boy was i mad.

- 𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 -
(flashback 2)

i get out of the taxi to go into my apartment building.
once i get to my apartment i open the door and try to ignore diego.
"somebody finally got her ass home." he laughs.
"you fucking asshole." i go up to him.
"what?" he frowns.
"your a dickhead you know that?"
i feel my face burning with anger.
"what? what have i done?" he looks so confused.
"hah! what have you fucking done? let's see? oh let's post a picture with you on your bed, in underwear and caption it saying 'someone tell aria to get her ass home'. what the fuck is wrong with you diego?" i shout.
"woah, now easy tiger. that post was a joke." he puts his hand out in front of me.
"a joke?!! diego that post ruined my relationship!" i tear up but still shout.
"what do you mean?" diego frowns.
"he thinks i'm fucking cheating on him with you! all because of that fucking instagram post." i see diego's face drop.
"oh aria, i'm so sorry." diego comes to hug me.
"don't fucking touch me." i let a tear slip and i go into my room.
"fuck." i hear diego whisper as i leave.

(end of flashback)
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that night.. i just cried. even though i've already cried all day.
nick hates me.
although we haven't officially broke up yet, he still hates me.
i don't know what to do.
i've never cried over a guy before.
and i never thought that i would.
my mamma always told me that boys are bitches.
but so is my mum so i don't really know why i'd listen to her.
anyway, it's a week later and i'm doing better.
me and nick haven't talked but i've seen loads of posts of him and imogen on his instagram lately so i don't know what's going on there if i was honest.
we haven't even officially broken up.
as far as i know, we're still together but not talking.
that's my perspective anyway.

i should never have gone to see him.

A/N:
hello!!
quick question..
do you guys want another chapter or a few more chapters out tonight??
and, what do you want to happen in this story..?
love you,
bye 🫶🏻