Playing in the sand (Nick Jones x reader)

{The Asshole}

"Paige, I am begging you.  Trade seats with me."

"For the last time, no.  I want to be with my boyfriend.  Sorry not sorry."

"You bitch."

"(y/n), Nick's not that bad."

"Carly, that man has threatened me more times than I can count, and has given me a detailed description of how he's going to rip my insides out.  I hate to shake it to you, but your brother's a lunatic."

Carly groaned, and Paige gave you the side eye.  On this mass road trip with some of your friends, you had been blessed with the most unfortunate seat in either car.  The one next to Carly's twin.

He was, as stated previously, a lunatic.  He was a bit fucked up when you met him, but then he went to prison.  It was for something vehicle related, but he could pass of as a killer.  And he got more fucked when he started mingling with murderers and other criminals on a daily basis.

And he was the one you were stuck next to.  Fun.

"How's the house hunting," Paige asked, changing the subject.

"Not good," Carly answered.  "There's this place in Tribecca for three thousand, and it's way too expensive.  The money I saved up won't even cover two months rent.  I'm gonna have to work every second I'm not in class till graduation."

"Consider this: roommates," you suggested.

"She won't have time for roommates, she has the start of her dream job," Paige told you.

"It's just an internship," Carly stated.

"At InStyle magazine," Paige argued.  "So don't you even think about not going!  You know how proud of you we are."

"Trust me, I doubt she wants to be a Waffle House waitress the rest of her life," you muttered.

"Don't worry, I'm not," Carly responded.

Before the conversation could progress any further, Carly's boyfriend Wade made his way over to the table.  It was easy to see him walking over due to how small the diner was.  And the booth you three were in had a view of practically the entire restaurant.

"Hey babe," he greeted, kissing Carly on the cheek as he sat next to her.  "Sorry, there were two drunk rednecks wrestling in the bathroom."

"Oh really," you questioned sarcastically.

"There's no rednecks in New York," Paige stated suggestively.

"No, there's not," Wade muttered, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm going to go see what Blake's doing," Paige announced.  "He seems to love that car more than me nowadays."

"I think I'll head out too.  Thanks for the fries Wade," you said.

"What makes you think I'm paying?"

"You really going to stick your girlfriend with the bill?  I don't think so."

"(y/n)," Paige groaned.

And with that, she grabbed your shoulder and practically ripped you out of the chair. She dragged you outside and towards Blake's sports car, where her boyfriend was fiddling around with the GPS, rapping along to the song on the radio.

"Blake," Paige asked.

"What up Paige," he greeted.

And with that, his acknowledgement of his girlfriend ended.  He started singing along to the song again, and messing with the GPS.

"Blake," Paige demanded.  "Blake~ Blake."

"Come on, there's a bench over there," you told Paige.

"Fine," Paige said angrily, starting to walk off with you.

"Baby, come back here," Blake whined.  "You know it ain't like that.  I was messing with the GPS and I saw a shortcut.  I think it'll save us an hour, so we can have more time~"

He grabbed her hips and pulled Paige onto his lap, and he started to whisper sweet nothings into her ear, flirting the best he could.

"That's nice, yeah," Paige stated.

"Alright.  I'm going over there," you told them.

You went and sat on the bench outside the diner's front doors, and the homeless man sitting on the other side of the doors looked at you.  He grabbed his Styrofoam cup off the ground and held it out to you nervously.

"Sorry, I don't have any cash on me," you apologized.

"It's fine," he replied.  "No one seems to have cash anymore.  What's your story?"

"Nothing, really," you responded.

"Nothing's a drag, kid.  You've got your life ahead of you.  Live it," the man told you.

Before you could reply (or properly understand what the hell he just told you), the devil himself exited the diner.  Plus his friend Dalton.

"How you doing, what's up crow man," Dalton greeted.

"Get a job," Nick said, kicking the man's cup.

The few coins the homeless guy had managed to collect was sent flying into the street, and Nick chuckled.  Asshole.  You weren't sure how Carly managed to see anything good about him.

"What's up (n/n)," Dalton asked, flopping down on the bench next to you.  "I think they're planning to leave soon."

"Oh joy," you muttered sarcastically.

"Come on, Wade's car ain't that bad," Dalton stated.  "His He-Man haircut could use some work, though."

"His hair's not that bad," you smiled.

"Have you seen it?  He's better off shaving it all off!"

Before you and Dalton could continue, Wade and Carly made there way outside.  Dalton whipped out his video camera, and started recording.

"So, wadda you think guys?  Gonna be a sweet game tomorrow," Dalton questioned.

"Yeah," Wade replied.

"Dalton, please don't film me," Carly told him.

"I'm not filming now," Dalton stated.

"The red light's on," you pointed out.

"Put the camera down," Nick demanded.

You almost forgot he existed for a moment.  No wonder you felt happy for a split second.

"She doesn't like people up in her face," Nick continued.  "Besides, she folds under pressure."

"Hey, you got something to say to me," Carly asked, clearly annoyed.

"No, I think you've already spoken enough for the both of us, don't you?"

"I'm going to go check on Paige and Blake," you said as you stood up.

"Yeah.  You guys are lame," Dalton agreed.

"You still have to put the camera away," you told him.

He groaned, but obliged.  The two of you walked off towards the two vehicles you had brought on this road trip, and Wade followed soon after, leaving the two twins to their sibling drama.

And you took the chance to try and bargain and plead with Paige one last time before you were stuck in the car with the psychopath once more.

A/n: finally got the reboot going.  Time to go work on the spiderverse and mind electric shit.

Also, I am out of memes and fanart for this movie, so I will instead be putting memes I've sent in a groupchat with my friends, since I love writing but reply with images for some reason.