A Roller Coaster Ride We're On || (n.j.) || Book 1

22~"Please...Princess"

Me:

I'm going grocery shopping for you! You have nothing in your apartment, plus since in moving in, you need more:)
Nick:

Okay. I've got guys at your place right now, loading up boxes. You've told Heather?
Me:

Yes I've told Heather, she's totally cool with it:)
Nick:

Okay, babe. I love you so much<3
I've been texting Nick. While driving. Oopsie Charlotte.
Yes, it's official. I'm moving in with Nick. I'm just so excited. It's been about 3 months since. But, here's a flashback of what happened the day after:
*3 months ago, September 23*

Charlotte's POV
I felt kisses on my back. Hmm, weird. I open my eyes a little and am practically blinded by the light coming through my window. But then I look around a little. It's not my window or my room.

"Morning, beautiful." I look back at Nick smiling at me.

"Morning." I yawn. Then my head suddenly starts to throb.

"Nick?" I ask.

"Hm?"

"Was I-"

"Drunk last night? Yes, you were."

"Oh. I have a real bad headache." I say, rubbing my forehead.

"I'll go get you Advil." He gets up to go in the bathroom. Then I realize he's not wearing anything but his boxers. Okayyy. Awkward.
I look around as my head keeps throbbing. Also, my feet hurt. Nick comes back in with a glass of water and two pills.

"Here you go." He sets down the water and puts the pills in my palm.

"Thank you." I say as he gets back under the covers.

"So....I guess I can read your little notes now." He says, looking up at the ceiling.

I had totally forgotten about those.

"Nick? When did I first get drunk last night?" I ask.

"Well, I'm pretty sure it was when you wiped cake on my face I knew you were drunk. Then we went in the bathroom to clean me up, I got cake on your face, then you licked the side of my face. You then, pushed me against the wall and started almost violently making out with me. But I didn't really mind." Nick tells me. I cover my mouth in shock. I did that?

"Oh my gosh..." I whisper.

"We went back out there and started dancing a lot. And you almost passed out but I got you home safely."

"Oh... Did I ruin your birthday?" I ask.

"No you didn't at all. If anything, you made it much more eventful." He laughs.

I get up and get a sharp pencil from my bag.

"Let's use this," I show him the pencil," to get the balloons down."

"Okay. Let's try it." Nick smirks.

About an hour later, Nick had read all of the notes. About 7 of them made him cry. It was adorable. He really liked them and we kissed a lot. Nick, I can tell, really did take that gift to heart. There were a few balloons left, and so we sucked the helium out of them.
He sounded so, so funny. It made me laugh so hard. We spent that whole day in bed, and it was one of the best days of my life.

*end of flashback*

"Did you find everything okay?" The cashier asked me. I had done all of my grocery shopping. Nick better thank me.

"Yes ma'm." I say. She scans all the items and the person to bag them at the end of line, asked if I wanted paper or plastic.

"Both please." I tell him. I can never choose between the two.

"Your total comes out to $113.54." The cashier says. Holy crap. I just use my card, get my groceries in the cart, then head out.
I eventually get all of the groceries loaded into the car and drive home. I am so excited that I'm moving in with Nick. I think this is a really good decision on my part.
Just as I'm daydreaming, I get hit in the side with another vehicle. The force is so strong that I go numb...
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Nick's POV
I just got home after two radio interviews. I'm nervous because Charlotte isn't back yet. But she's probably okay.
My phone then starts to ring.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hello, Mr. Jonas?" Says a female voice.

"This is him."

"Yes, thank goodness. Are you the guardian of Ms. Charlotte Davis?" They ask me.

"Umm.....more like her boyfriend." I say, a small chuckle escaped my lips.

"Anyway. Mr. Jonas, your girlfriend has gotten into a car accident. We are with her right now on the side of the highway." She frantically says.

"Okay. I'll be there shortly." I say, already grabbing my keys.

"Please hurry." Then the line goes dead.
Oh my god. This cannot be happening. We were just getting everything together and it was all going perfect. I pray to god she doesn't lose her memory or anything too bad.
Tears start to form in my eyes and I can't stop them from coming down. I run to my car and start to drive.
A couple of minutes later, I realize I'm speeding. It's only a few miles over the limit do I should be fine.

"Charlotte! Charlotte! Can you hear us?!" I can hear the paramedics yelling to Charlotte as I park on the other roadside. I quickly run up to her and tears start falling once again.

"Charlotte....please....princess." I whisper.

"Sir, we need to get her into the ambulance. You can meet us at the hospital." They start to put her on a stretcher. I just nod.
As they drive away, I just sit there on the side of the road. Her car is totaled and the opposing car is nowhere to be seen.

30 minutes later, I'm in her hospital room. The doctors say that her eyes haven't opened. I go next to Charlotte's bedside and just pray that she'll make it out of this and that she'll be okay.

"Charlotte. If you're listening, I just want you to know I love you. I love you so very much. I am so so sorry that this happened to you and I wish I could just fix it all. We had everything going for us and some douche decided to run into you. The doctor told me that they figured the other driver was drunk and swerved, running into you. Please...if you can hear me, wake up. I can't live without you." A single tear rolls down my cheek. I squeeze her hand and put my head down. Just as I think it's all over, her heart monitor starts to beep normally. Her eyes open a little and a weight gets lifted off my shoulders.
Doctors rush in and make sure she's stable. It takes a couple of hours which consists of me sitting in the waiting room.
A doctor comes out a few minutes later. I immediately get up from my seat.

"She'll be fine," he starts," she does have a fractured wrist and she'll most likely have a bad headache for a few days." I feel so relieved.

"Thank you. Thank you, so much doctor." I shake his hand.

"It's just my job. We can get her in the car for you then you can be on your way." He tells me. I nod, then get to the car.
I thank God a thousand times.