Coming Back To You

~Twenty-two~

Bella's POV

"No." I point a warning finger at him

"Yes." He stalks toward me in long strides

"No! I already told you no!" I yell out

"Too bad, deal with it. It's not like it's going to hurt you or anything."

"It it too going to hurt you dummy!" I scream

"No it's not, it's just for a tiny bit, I promise you won't feel a thing." He holds up his right hand. I say bullcrap

Ever since Nick found out I was ticklish, he's been attacking me on accounts I'm never ready for and he tickles me for 3 minutes straight, right on the sides of my torso. I get a stomachache every time.

It's been a week, my father is getting so much better and Nick and I have gotten closer, but he's not asked me the question yet. We act like a couple, but he hasn't asked yet. I guess we should go on a few more dates, in fact, we have to go on our first date! We've got a long way to go.

I run and stand on the couch and start throwing pillows at him as he stalks towards me like I'm prey.

Once he gets pretty close, I've decided to jump off the couch and up the stairs into a room, but he catches my wrist when I jump off the couch, completely destroying my whole 'running-into-a-room-and-locking-the-door plan'

He pins me down on the couch with each of my wrists in his hands. If it weren't for my father sleeping in his room, I would've gladly welcomed Nick's actions, but my father is here so as much as I want to submit to Nick, I have to be strong.

"Nick?"

"Bella?"

"We have to pack up, we leave tomorrow."

"Or..." He drawls out

"We could just make out?" He suggests

"I'd rather not, I'd rather get the work done now than later."

"Fine, I'll help." He lets go of my wrists and holds out a hand for me to take

Once I'm standing, we both walk up the stairs

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"Mama?" I call out

"Si mi amore? What do you need?" My mom says in her comforting voice

"Come look at my drawing!" I tug on her arm and pull her up from her sitting position on the couch

"Ok ok" She laughs

I pull her to my room and show her the drawing of her, dad and me drawn in crayon

"Oh mio Dio amore mio! It's so lovely! I'll hang it up on the fridge with the rest of your drawings ok?"(Italian | Oh my goodness my love!)

"Ok!"

I stand in my spot as she walks around the corner and down the stairs.

"Bella..." I hear a voice whisper

It couldn't be my mom, my mom always calls me amore

"Bella!" I hear it again, but it goes away as soon as it comes

"BELLA!" I hear my mom scream from downstairs and I immediately try to run but something's holding me back. I can feel big hands gripping tightly around my upper arms from behind me. I try to run but the hands are too strong.

"BELLA! WAKE UP!"

My eyes snap open immediately and I frantically look at my surroundings. Someone's big hands are wrapped tightly around my upper arms from the front but I look anywhere but at them.

"Bella look at me" The voice says firmly but gently as they try to shake me back to reality

My eyes finally meet worried blue-green eyes and I start to tear up

Nick wraps his big arms around my small body and presses my head against his chest with his right hand while rubbing my back as I cry my eyes out. Nick kisses my head and hugs me closer as I cry harder.

My crying soon dies down and Nick pulls away slowly but keeps his hand on the side of my head

"I'm sorry" I whisper as I close my eyes in pain

"There's nothing you should be sorry about, Bella." He slides his hand from the top of my head down to the side of my neck

"I miss her" A sob escapes past my lips

"I know, I do too" Nick hugs me again

"You fell asleep on the plane and throughout the whole time I drove you back to your house and into your bed my little sleeping beauty." He says trying to lighten the mood and a small smile pulls at my lips thinking of him carrying me to bed.

I'm currently sitting in my bed with my blankets on my lower half and Nick sitting beside me on the bed. Nick takes both of my hands in his as we sit in comfortable silence.

"Do you want anything to eat or drink amore?" He asks softly

"No thank you." I stare at my small hands engulfed in his

"A-actually? D-do you mind um...staying the night?" I ask timidly

A small smile fills Nick's beautiful face and he nods yes

"I'll be right back okay?" He walks away to the bathroom and shortly after I hear the shower running

I realize he must've changed me since I'm in his hoodie, which smells exactly like him. I smell the sleeve that goes over my hand and close my eyes in bliss.

"You like how it smells Bella?" Nick asks casually leaning against the doorframe of the bathroom and my head shoots up as my eyes widen in embarrassment.

"Keep it" He pushes himself off the doorframe and walks towards me in only a towel sitting low around his waist

I look away flustered while he changes into boxers and grey joggers

He's teasing me.

He walks towards the couch in my room with a pillow and peek through my hands at him and look at his back as he faces his back towards me

"Nick, I can sleep on the couch. You are the guest after all."

"No, you had a nightmare so you get the bed."

"No you get the bed." I argue

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"Yes"

"No"

"No"

"Yes. Ugh again?"

I smile smugly as I get up from the bed with my pillow. He also gets up but as we pass he grabs my wrist and pulls me back to bed with him and starts cuddling me. And when I say cuddling, I mean cuddling. I mean big spoon little spoon cuddling. But why do I like it? Why does it make me feel safe?

Instead of overthinking it, I decide to go with it and fall asleep.

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