Limerence-Niccolo Govender

Chapter Four

MONDAY, 10:34 PM, HOME

It was late. Camilla, Niccolo, and I were sitting in the living room together. I was still mad at Niccolo and he could tell.

"Hey guys, I think I'm going to head to bed. Goodnight, see you guys in the morning." I said as I stood up from my chair.

"Goodnight Naomi." Camilla replied softly.

Niccolo stayed silent. Typical. I walked down the hallway to my room. I opened the door and shut it behind me. I turned on my small bedside lamp. It gave off a soft, warm glow that illuminated my room poorly but I liked it that way. I stood at my vanity, taking my necklace and bracelets off. Then, I heard my door open. I looked to see who it was from the corner of my eye. It was Niccolo. I sighed as he shut the door behind him. My eyes didn't leave the mirror of my vanity as I took my necklace off.

"Naomi..." He started.

"Niccolo." I responded quietly. "I suggest you get out. I don't want to talk to you." I shut him down as quickly as possible. I knew if he pressed long enough, I'd give in. I didn't want that to happen.

As I tried to take my necklace off, I kept struggling. He noticed my struggle and walked up to me from behind. I could see him in my mirror.

"Let me help you...please." He quietly said. It was no use, fighting him. He'd always win in the end. I let him gently push my hair off my neck and unclasp my necklace. He treated me with delicacy. I hated him for that.

He undid the necklace and took it off my neck, his skin brushing mine barely. He set the piece of jewelry down on my vanity table. He gazed at me with his watercolor eyes. That made me hate him even more. Who gave him permission to look this beautiful? He shouldn't have been allowed with that privilege.

I swallowed hard, "What do you want from me?" I asked him quietly.

He shook his head. "I just want your forgiveness. That's all. Please Nai. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said what I did. I had no right to intrude on Brando and you. I'm sorry." His tone was pleading.

I froze as he called me Nai. Nicknames were my downfall and Niccolo knew that. My body stiffened. And he apologized? He was just trying to kill me now. I sighed and rubbed my face with my hands.

He came closer to me. In one swift movement, he had one hand on my hip and the other on my cheek. His thumb rubbed it soothingly. "Cmon Nai..." I was gently pressed up against my vanity now. His eyes were pleading as he stared down at me.

He was driving me insane with all his words and touches. He was the most bipolar person I knew. I shivered as he touched me. Normally, I would've pushed him away. But tonight wasn't normal.

"You're right. And you should be sorry. But..." my voice trailed off for a second. Was I really about to do this? Hell yes I was, "I forgive you. Just this once." I softly said, gazing up at him. A relieved smile came across his lips.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." he repeated in a whisper. He pulled me into a hug. His arms wrapped around my waist perfectly. I was hesitant to return the hug. My arms reluctantly wrapped around his neck. His face was buried in my neck. I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder.

Why did I let him do this? I just let him say whatever he wanted to me and now I was forgiving him. I was so pathetic when it came to him. I shouldn't have been. He was nothing but a problem. I had always tried to fix problems though. That was my issue. I tried to fix people who didn't want it. We stayed in the hug for quite awhile. I hate to admit it, but I liked being in his arms. I felt loved, for some reason. After a minute or two later, I decided to pull away gently. He gazed down at me with his beautiful eyes. Those sweet, sweet eyes. They could get him whatever he wanted.

"You should go to bed. It's late and we have school tomorrow." I quietly advised him. I looked away and ran my fingers through my hair. I didn't want to meet his gaze.

He hesitated, "Okay." He sighed. He then gently grabbed my chin, forcing me to look at him. "Goodnight, Nai." Then he placed a quick kiss on my forehead.

I felt my cheeks flush at his gentle kiss. A small smirk crossed his lips as he left my room. He knew what he had done to me. This was unfair. All of it was unfair. I rubbed my face tiredly with my hands. I got in bed and shut my lamp off. As I laid there, all my thoughts were of him.

Niccolo Rossi Govender was my literal 13th reason.

AUTHORS NOTE!!!!!
Hey babygirls😍😍 this chapter was such a rollercoaster for me but I loved writing it sm cause it was all playing out in my head hardcore. Also y'all should totally go back and reread this while listening to watercolor eyes by Lana del Rey cause that's exactly what i wrote this to💀 anywayssss, i hope y'all enjoyed this chapter!! Have a great day/night❤️