Chapter 4 "Memories and lost members"

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Surely enough, after our encounter with each other, I had forgotten about what Nick had asked me. I started treating him as a friend again. That's how I want it to be for now though. I know he wanted it to be otherwise, but I do have a career in practice to focus on.

I awake the next morning and find Ashley and Tae still asleep in their beds. Wondering to myself "When did they get in last night?" but then I just rub the sleep in my eyes as I feel my private buzz a little. What the hell happened last night? I grab a quick shower and leave them be as I go grab breakfast at the café. As I grab my breakfast; which is a plate of eggs, sausage, bacon, and hash brown I just kept thinking of how sweet Nick is. How he cared for me all day yesterday when I wasn't well. He definitely has the heart a lot of fans say he has, which I think is really sweet. He's very humble too, which is another great quality for him to have.

As I'm eating my breakfast, I see my best friend and roommate Ashley come from behind me using her electric wheelchair as she smiles at me. "Hey Abs," she says with a gleam in her tone. "Hey," I say taking a bite of my eggs. "How'd you get out of bed, I thought you needed assistance for those type of things" I should probably explain myself. Asher has SMA Type 2 MD, so as she gets older her body grows weaker. Her only usage is in her left hand and even that's growing weak. She often loses her breath a lot, because SMA also affects her internal organs. The poor girl, but like Tae and I she's a trooper; which is why we get along so well I think. "So," she says with curiosity in her tone of voice "What exactly happened last night with you and Mr. Nicholas Jerry Jonas," she asked her eyebrow-raising. "Nothing," I say with sincerity.

"That's not what Joe and I saw last night," she says with a smirk. Why can't I remember what had happened last night, did Nick and I have sex and didn't even realize it. Did he get me pregnant? As these thoughts come into my head I start shaking. Thinking of the possibilities of what I could be facing with this man that I barely even know. I mean I am a fan but I don't know him personally and that's what scares me.

I run out of the café and back up to my room, trying to figure out what the hell is going on with me. I grab my phone from my backpack and click on Nick's contact. Yes, I have his phone number he gave it to me one day when we were hanging out but that's beyond the point. After the 3rd ring, I get his voicemail and then a text from him saying "Hey beautiful, can't talk right now recording." I sigh and text him asking him "Okay, can you come over when you're done, it's important." He then texted back "Sure, I got to go now, I love you." I didn't respond after that as I logged onto the school website and start doing homework that I missed yesterday. Thank god they had a website, or at least my professor does so I could see what I missed in class yesterday since I was ill.

I had a lot to do. I had to write a story that represented me and my experiences in life. That wasn't so easy since I mostly remember the tragic parts of my life; which dealt with a bunch of surgeries and such. I do remember the day I went to the DJ Laz Morning show, back when he was with Power 96. He left after that but then came back with a new station called 106.7 which I enjoyed. The day he came back officially I gave him what I call a bear hug almost tipping him over. He had been an inspiration since he had 17 surgeries on his leg. That's why the theme song for Power 96 had said "That Pimp with the Limp." It kinda stood with all of Miami. And it definitely stood with me.

Another memory that I remember was when I won the "Do the Right thing award''. It was quite remarkable actually. My sister Sabrina had won it I think the year before if I'm not mistaken. If not I know that she did an essay for it but didn't get picked. I remember my middle school principal submitted mine two years in a row and I won I think my 8th-grade year; which was exciting. Oh, there was also all the plays I did too. I was Tiny Tim in a middle school production of A Christmas Carol, as was this boy named Daniel. This was a huge honor because I knew that Nick played him on Broadway, so that was really cool that I got to do that in 6th grade.

Now 7th Grade year was all about autobiographies which I wrote my own script for that part of my Drama year. I wonder if I still have it. The production was called "Twin... Cerebral Palsy, Independence!'' It was quite remarkable actually. My Drama teacher had read about my Cerebral Palsy when I was just in 6th grade which was when I found out about the play.

8th Grade we were supposed to do this production of the movie "It's A Wonderful Life" and I was supposed to play Zuzu, the little girl that gets sick from walking home in the rain. However, production was backed up because no one will show up to rehearsals. So my Drama teacher just decided to do something different.We each did our own individual pieces, mine was named "Freedom." I know I don't have that one.

One of the memories I remember was when I had sent D-Life a letter saying why I was donating $20 to their foundation. It was because of none other than Nathaniel Jones; who is taking quite long now if I do say so myself. I checked my phone but I didn't have any messages from him. I sigh as I just go back to doing homework.

A little while later, I'm watching TV in the room as I hear a knock on the door and jump up to open it. There was Nick standing with a sad look on his face. My face turned from a smile to a frown as he walked in. It looked like he had been crying, but I'm not sure of what. Though I'm sure he'll tell me.

"She wants to get back together with me after she had cheated on me," he says with a gruff tone in his voice. I knew what he was going through because I've been down that road before. I put my hand on his shoulder and say "You don't need her, your more worthy than she is" referring to Olivia of course.

Nick smiled as he nodded slightly and sat down on the bed. "So, beautiful what did you want to talk to me about?" he says getting up and pulling me close. A flush of a red blush appeared on my cheeks as I hear him call me beautiful.

I shake my head and say "Nothing, it can wait just let this be for right now." I say as I kiss his lips and lay my head on his chest. Listening to his heart beat slowly as I also hear his steady breathing. It's like I just want to stay in this position forever; in this calming safe position but I know the consequences if this thing with Nick continues. I knew what it would mean for my writing career and my life altogether. Which is something I wouldn't want at least not until I have my first book published that is...

It was like my brain and heart weren't interconnected with each other. It was like I wanted Nick, but I didn't want to get into anything serious. It was like I just wanted to be "friends with benefits." Which I know will sicken our families, mostly because we're all Christian. I just didn't come to amends with him about what I wanted because I'm not sure what I want, to be honest.

"Nick," I say lifting my head from his chest.

"Yes," he asks me smiling.

"Did we use protection last night?" I asked almost wanting to shove those words back down my throat seeing Nick's reaction.

His eyes bugged out as he looked at me like I was crazy or something. I, on the other hand, was scared as hell as I just blurt out "Well, say something you asshole." Again I regretted those words to come out like that.

He sighed and angrily said "Nothing happened Abigail," as he got up to leave. I wanted to stop him so bad but I didn't; what the hell was that? Why did I just call him an ass? What was going on with me? I quickly sighed in relief and ran towards him, tipping him over and apologizing a million times to him for acting the way I did.

"Yeah well, it doesn't change the fact that you just insulted me seconds ago," he says helping me up. "Look, I'm out of here," he says walking out of the building quickly not even acknowledging Ashley, who had said hi to him before he left. I knew it wasn't his diabetes causing him to act like such a dick it was me.

"What the heck is his problem?" she asked me. Seeing that my face wasn't very cheerful, she asks me "Hey, you okay?" I shook my head and left her alone in the hallway.

A few days passed and I have yet to hear a word from Nick; even though I've tried calling and texting. He just was not answering. It wasn't until Winter recess that he had texted me saying "Good Morning beautiful, hope you enjoy your winter break and see you when you come back for Fall classes''. Nick wasn't in college but he knew when I was going to be off and on; mostly because he spent time with Ashley, Tae, Harry, and Joe. I would always tell the girls to go without me that my professor has me crammed with so much homework. Of course, it was a lie just to not see Nick. I texted back with a smiley emoji and said "Thanks, hope you have a good Christmas and New Years''. He didn't respond after that. I still don't know what happened the day I was sick and it was killing me inside. Maybe after the holidays, he will be able to grow some balls and tell me.

The winter recess flew by but I had a nice time with my family. My brother Jasper and his girlfriend Victoria had come over for the holidays with their son Jasper the 3rd and get this she's pregnant again. My brother got it going on if I do say so myself. I can't imagine having the desire to have kids of my own one of these days. I just want to be able to have kids someday and hopefully find someone that wouldn't mind taking care of them.

Sabrina was home also she was living in FIU for college right now so it was really nice to get some twin time with her. Dad, forget about it he just liked seeing all his kids together once again. It was something he had hoped since he didn't have that with his siblings. Well, most of them anyways. Oh and let's not forget Elsa who is now 10 and in her last year of elementary school. I was so proud of her that she was going to graduate. She definitely did deserve it because she was smarter than all of us; which was weird since we were the older generation but still.

I was on the front porch when I got a call from Nick on New Years. He sounded happy. I laughed when he said, "Wait, this isn't my usual Pizza Girl". Again, if you're a Jonas fan you should be able to get the reference. "Aw, well now I'm disappointed that you're thinking of food while talking to me," I said with a pout in the sound of my voice.

"I'm sorry, it's just my idiotic brothers are not here with the pizza yet and I'm hungry." I laughed at him. "Oh, Nick," I say in between giggles.

"I can't believe we're going to be spending our new year with each other," he says with glee.

"Me either," I say with a blush but he can't see it since we're on the phone. I then hear 3,2,1, and then noisemakers & somebody screaming "Happy New Year." I tell him I got to go and he says the same thing. He tells me I love you but I don't say it back still unsure of what the future holds for us.

As I hear all the commotion from inside, I smile trying not to the think of the conversation I just had with Nick. Then that would mean that I have to worry about what happened the day I was sick which I still don't know about.

A few days later, Ashley and I are registering for new classes. I'm glad I passed my class that I took last fall because it was so much work. I'm now taking a creative writing class, which is more my element so I'm excited about it.
Ashley, Tae, Joe, Harry and I are already in our room as the boys are helping them with their stuff already. I, on the other hand, don't need any help except maybe for a few things that I like to put on the top shelves. It isn't much time before we all hear a knock on the door. It's funny because Ashley is already in the position to leave the room as Nick enters and says "Joe, Harry, girls, can Aby and I be alone?" They all left out of respect to our privacy as I sigh and ask nervously "What happened that day I was sick?"

"Well," he said with a frown "You were taking a shower and you hollered my name and said that your body was hurting so I decided to wash you. When you cleared your throat at one point I had asked you what was wrong and you splashed water on me. I had asked if you wanted me to come in with you not knowing what your answer was I did it anyway because I wanted you to be comfortable. As I saw your lavishing body I started kissing you like this" he said as he demonstrated the way he kissed me by kissing my lips taking off my shirt and bra. He kissed my breast and then pulled down my sweats and lace underwear. Then he kissed my private area and sucked on it like how he did in the shower. So that's why I was feeling a buzzy sensation down there the last few months it was because I didn't have the sensation of his lips on my member.

As he threw me on the bed playfully, he then roared like how a tiger would and started kissing me again. This time I was undoing his clothes as he kissed me passionately. Little did I know that his member slid into mine and I was thrusting him back and forth. Enjoying his kisses as he licked his lips in between some he started repeating the process as I asked; "What happened when we were done?"

He looked up and stopped for a second and looked at my dark hazel eyes and slid himself out of me completely. Making me fight him and come at his member with mine. As I was comfortably back in place, he said "Nothing happened between us in bed I swear on my Grandpa Jerry Miller's grave''.When I heard him say that I knew he was serious because he had a very close relationship with his grandfather so I understood what he meant by that.

"So, explain to me what really did happen," I said still in an upper position to see his face. His beautiful chocolate brown eyes and his pink soft lips No Aby career first, you know they would kill you back home if you weren't focused.

"Well," he said again. "You weren't feeling good, so you climbed into bed and turned on Netflix. I was next to you the whole time. You were burning up with a fever so I had taken off my shirt and placed it on your forehead and fell asleep next to you. So when Joe and Ashley came in, of course, it was going to look like we were enjoying each other that way because you were covered with your blanket up to your chin." he said with what seemed like sincerity. So I nodded and slid out of him, freeing my girl from his friend and I just laid down and he slid down next to me.

"I'm sorry I called you an asshole," I said quietly. He laughed. "It's okay beautiful, I understand why you did," he said as he kissed my cheek and just laid there with me like how he did the day I was sick. It was the best feeling I had felt in a long while.

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