Falling Between the Notes (Nicholas Galitzine)

Chapter 62: Conversations to LA

Jade's POV

The next morning, I was still recovering from the moment.

Benito freaking Martínez.

I kept replaying it in my head—the way he had just appeared beside me backstage, his voice smooth as honey, his effortless confidence as he flashed that smile and called me hermosa.

And then, the cherry on top? The fact that he wanted to work with me.

I was still starstruck, still in disbelief. It wasn't every day Bad Bunny casually asked you to make music with him.

I was in my New York City house, sitting cross-legged on the couch, unable to stop bouncing my knee as I waited for Nick's FaceTime call.

We hadn't talked much yesterday. He had been stuck on set late into the night, and by the time he was done, I had already crashed. But now my phone buzzed, and his name flashed across the screen.

A slow smile spread across my lips as I answered.

Within seconds, Nick's sleepy face filled my screen.

His hair was a mess, sticking up in different directions, and the way he was lying on his bed, shirtless, with one arm lazily draped over the pillow, made my heart do an entire gymnastics routine.

"Good morning," he murmured, his voice thick with sleep.

I melted instantly. "Morning," I said softly. "I missed you."

Nick smirked. "Yeah? You didn't pick up when I called last night."

I frowned. "I know. I passed out early. I'm sorry."

His expression softened. "Don't be. You've had a crazy few days."

I nodded, biting my lip. "How was set yesterday?"

Nick groaned, rubbing his face. "Insane. Everything was running behind. I was on set until after midnight."

I winced. "Yikes."

"Yeah," he sighed. "But I'm free today. No shooting, no meetings. Just me, being lazy, missing my girlfriend."

My heart warmed. "Lucky you. I wish I could be lazy, but my brain won't shut up."

His brows lifted slightly. "About what?"

I hesitated for a second before exhaling. "So... I had my interview with Jimmy Fallon yesterday."

Nick nodded. "Yeah, I saw some clips this morning. You killed it."

I smiled. "Thank you. It was fun. We talked about the tour, what's next, and of course... him."

Nick's jaw tightened slightly. "Him?"

I sighed. "Harry. Jimmy asked about everything, and I just... laid it all out. No PR fluff. Just the truth."

Nick's face was unreadable. "How'd that go?"

"Honestly? It felt good to finally talk about it."

Nick exhaled through his nose. "Good. He doesn't deserve to twist the story anymore."

I nodded, then hesitated before adding, "And, um... something else happened after the interview."

Nick raised a brow. "What?"

I shifted slightly, playing with the blanket draped over my legs. "I, uh... I met Bad Bunny."

Nick blinked. "What?"

I bit my lip, holding back a grin. "Yeah. He was backstage, waiting to go on after me."