DAY FIVE OUT OF THIRTY ONE.
DECEMBER 16, 2014.
ONE DAY UNTIL WINTER BREAK.
3:34 A.M.
ARABELLA'S P.O.V.
Abe Lincoln is calling you.
"Hello?" I sigh, checking the time and yawning.
"Bella?" Nick's voice comes through the phone, his little sniffle coming next.
"What's wrong?" I hear his sniffles and shaky breathing, making my heart break.
"I'm sorry, you're going to hate me."
"What happened? Where are you?" I lift myself up from my bed, leaning against the head rest.
"I-I'm on the swings in the park by my house, can you come here?" He lets out a shaky sigh,shuffling sounding after.
"Yeah, I'll be there soon." I grab my coat and my shoes, sliding my phone into my pocket and sneak out of my room. I write my parents a note incase I will be gone too long, saying something about helping Emily with girl problems.
Once I reach the park, I saw Nick's shadow sitting at the swings.
"Oh my gosh why are your hands all bloody?" I grab his hand as soon as I reach him, running my hands over his knuckles.
"My mom and dad got in a fight again." he looks up, the streetlight shinning on his face and showing his tears. What I saw made me want to cry, his cheeks were all red and his eyes were glassy.
"And? If you're not comfortable talking now we can just sit here."
"Can we just sit here for a while?" Nick turns to me. I nod and he pulls me into a hug.
"I am so fücking thankful for Mr.Hall right now." he mumbles, pushing his face deeper into my hair. His breath heated my neck, which I was thankful for.
"You're really comfortable." I laugh into his shoulder, snuggling into him.
We sat there for about ten minutes before Nick speaks up.
"I beat him up."
"Why?"
"He hit my brother, he's lucky I didn't fücking kill him." Nick shivers and I realize he's only wearing a sweatshirt.
"Where's your truck?"
"In the shop." He shrugs.
"You walked here?" I sit on the swing,
"Yeah." he brings his hand up to his hair, pushing it out of his face.
"Oh my god your hand is almost blue!" I grab his hand and rub it, hoping to warm it up.
He leans onto me, closing his eyes.
"Come on, we're going to your house." He nods and stands up, towering over me.
We silently walk to my car, our hands rubbing against eachother. I didn't think anything of it, as he was probably just cold and trying to get heat.
"We need to clean up your hands." I say as I look at his hands, noticing a small bracelet around his wrist.
I love you!- Miranda
"Is Miranda your girlfriend?"
"Uh, no. The exact opposite actually."
"Boyfriend?"
"Mom." he nods, climbing into the front seat of my car.
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4:26
"Oh my god I was so worried about you." Nick's mom running up to him and hugging him as soon as we walk in.
"Sorry, my phone died."
"Ah, Arabella!" She mumbles to herself, letting go of her son and walking to me.
"Hi ma'am."
"Why are you here so late?" I look to Nick, who just nods and mouths 'She knows'.
"Nick called me before his phone died, so I met him at the park."
"You guys should get to sleep, you both look exhausted." She looks at Nick, rubbing his shoulder.
"I should get going, bye Nick."
"Okay, be safe, text me when you get home. Bye Arabella."
"I will, I'll pick you up in the morning."
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6:30 a.m.
To: Abe Lincoln
When do you want a ride?
From: Abe Lincoln
We can go whenever you're ready and get breakfast?
I quickly send an 'okay' and tell him I'll be there soon, before putting my deodorant on. I try to put on my mascara, Gray running into the bathroom and knocking into my arm.
"Gray!" I grab a q-tip and quickly wipe it of my face, looking at my brother with disgust.
"Why are you getting all ready? I've never seen you put on makeup before."
"I just, want to impress someone, why are you up?" I throw it away and put my Chapstick on, sighing at my reflection.
"Wanted to see you before you left." he shrugs as he sits on counter.
"Nick's coming over after school." I yell to my mom, fixing my hair.
"Okay! Have fun at school."
"I'm going to meet Nick for breakfast, so I'm leaving now." I walk downstairs, putting my shoes on.
"Aw you're finally wearing that cover up I got you!" She cheers and runs my covered arm.
"I'm leaving, see you later Gray!" I walk out the door before my parents can say anything, run to my car.
I finally reach Nick's house, where Nick was in the door. He runs out with his bag and gets in, throwing his bag by his feet.
"Good morning miss Arabella." he smiles,buckling up.
"Good morning mr. Nick, where do you want to go today?"
5:00 PM
"School is now out!" I cheer as I walk through the door, the smell of chicken going through the house.
"Hey sweetie, how was school?" My dad looks up from the stove. Nick closes the door behind him, catching my dad's attention.
"It was okay, this is Nick."
"Hello Nick, I'm Chris. It's nice to meet you." He shakes his hand.
"Hey, you're home!" Gray cheers and runs downstairs, hugging me.
"So Nick, how long have you known her?" I roll my eyes as dad asks Nick a question.
"Since sixth grade." he looks at me and smiles, unaware my dad thinks he's my boyfriend. Him smiling at me didn't help any, as it only makes my dad think we're together.
"Have you kissed her yet?"
"Dad!" I let go of Gray, taking my shoes off.
"No I haven't sir." Nick blushes and shakes his head.
"He's a keeper."
»authors note«
Words excluding authors note, 1006.
This is the second time the wattpad has randomly published this, so I apologize.
BUT ITS ASHTON IRWIN'S 21 BIRTHDAY SO HAPPY BIRTHDAY ASH!!!
-Ashley.
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