If only I knew |Nick Nelson|

Chapter two

|Nick Nelson POV|

"I'm sorry Nick but.... Charlie he has to go away for awhile. Just until he gets better." Tori said.

I nodded and wiped the tears off my cheek.

" can I at least say goodbye, he needs to know I'm with him through out all of this." I said my voice cracking slightly.

" Nick you know I can't let you see him right now." Tori said shaking her head.

" I hear what you're saying it's just..... " I bursted into tears.

"FUCK!" I screamed.

Two weeks ago Charlie had a SH relapse.... It was so bad he had to be admitted to the hospital.

His parents have both decided along with the doctors that Charlie needs to be in a facility for awhile to help with his overall mental health and his eating.

Tori comforted me while I sat and cried on her front porch just hoping to hear Charlie come out the front door.

After 20 minutes I finally brushed myself off and headed home.

Tori said she'd make sure Charlie knew I came by to check in on him.

It sucks not being able to see him but I'm sure everything will work out.

I just need him to get better.

|Grace Camron POV|

" hey...... Grace wake up..... Grace!" I hear joshes voice.

I jumped up and realized that we aren't moving anymore.

" we're here come on." My brother said. I stood up and grabbed my bags and headed off the plane.

It took us about 30 minutes to get all our bags and get to our taxis.

It was about a 45 minute drive to south London and we pulled up to a huge house that looked like something out of a book.

" you've got to be joking.." my mother said smiling and jumping out of the taxi.

As we all got unloaded we stood there in awe

" Dad.... I gotta say I didn't think you'd pull this off" Grant said smiling uncontrollably.

Me and my brothers argued for about 5 minutes on who gets what bedroom before we actually entered the house.

When my dad unlocked the door and we stepped inside me and my brothers threw down our bags and ran up the stairs like we were competing in a race.

"I CALL THIS RO-" " NO I DO!" " IM LITERALLY THE OLDEST!"

Too busy arguing about which rooms which I suddenly realized the names above the doors.

I pointed and my brothers face dropped.

" you've got to be joking..." grant sighed.

Above the room we were all fighting over it said

DADS OFFICE

In bold letters

We walked down the hall and quietly realized all the bedrooms had already been taken by our dad

"Honestly YOU are the most selfish man I know" Josh said it our dad.

My dad just stood there with a smirk on his face

" seriously you need your own workout room?!" Grant yelled.

" you're sister gets first pick since she's the only one who hasn't complained." Dad said with a smile.

" WHAT?!" Josh and Grant yelled in unison and looked down at me.

" maybe this day isn't so bad after all." I said smiling following my dad who was walking down the hall to a door with had stairs going down.

" a basement?" I questioned.

" why do you guys always guess before, just go look." Dad said holding the door open.

We walked down the stairs into a room with 4 separate doors and a tiny living room with a couch.

" forget everything I said I don't even care we didn't get a bedroom upstairs" Josh said. We all laughed went our separate ways.

After we got over fighting for a bedroom we decided and started getting our things unpacked.
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I woke up around 4am only to see I fell asleep unpacking my room last night.

I stood up and looked out the window. With it still being dark out I put on a jacket and shoes and headed outside.

The walk down the driveway took about 5 minutes. Then I ended up on a sidewalk. I decided to go for a run and explore some before I went home.

London is beautiful and nothing like I imagined at all.

After about an hour the sun stared rising and I took that as a sign to start heading home.

When I got back my mom and dad were unpacking the kitchen supplies and telling eachother what they wanted to do basically.

"Hey did you go for a run?" Dad asked.

" yeah I wanted to time my mile." I responded.

" you know they have women's rugby." My mom said taking a sip of her coffee.

I sighed. " yeah I know, I mean it's like soccer but I may just see if there's a track team or something."

" you do know soccer in the UK is called football right?" My brother said entering the kitchen.

"Yess but rugby is much more rough if that makes sense." My mom said.

" what are you trying to say mom? Grace likes it rough? Are lesbians rough?" Josh said laughing.

" LANGUAGE JOSHUA!" My dad yelled.

" Im not a LESBIAN!" I yelled and chased my brother around the house.

" I was joking!" He screamed as I jumped on his back.

"You're a dick you know that?" I said to him. He just smiled and laughed.