28~Kiss The Cook

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"We are flying out to visit your parents tomorrow?" Nick asks me through the phone. I'm in the middle of making us dinner while he's still working.

"Yes sir, that is correct." I respond, mixing the vegetables.

"Okay. I've gotta go but I'll be home shortly. Love you princess." Nick says.

"Love you Prince Charming." Then the line goes dead.

It's been about 4 months since I've moved in with my celebrity boyfriend. And let me tell you, it's been a crazy 4 months.
Nick and I occasionally got in other arguments but it was stupid. We obviously made up every time and I've adopted the cooking role. I've been cooking us dinner for the past week.
"La la la." I hum to myself as I set the table. I bought myself and apron that says 'Kiss The Cook' which surprised Nick a little.

On my way home:) I get a text for Nick as I finish setting the table. Yes, excitement.

Okay, see you soon I reply right away. For the past couple months, we haven't got to spend very much time together during the day. I got myself a job and so that takes up a portion of my day. I'm a secretary at a school here in California and it's a lot of work. But I enjoy doing it.

"Honey, I'm home!" Nick comes in the door, a smile on his face. His gaze goes over to the set table, and then to me. His gaze lightens up.

"Hi sweetie." I go and wrap my arms around his neck and plant a quick kiss on his lips.

"That was a rip off." He chuckles, his lips crashing down on my mine for an even longer kiss.

"I made us dinner." I grab Nick's hand and pull him to his spot at the table.

"Well, I'm impressed. I can't cook so it's good that at least one of us can." He smiles.

"Yes, well my parents taught me when I was younger." I sit him down and I sit down in my seat and we say a prayer.

"Nick, wake up Hun." I try and wake up my boyfriend. I trace the tattoo that he got on his forearm.

It's really just a bunch of arrows and it means, 'God is greater then all the highs and lows' which I think is pretty darn cool.

I continue to trace it for what seems like forever, until Nick's eyes open a little and his lips tug into a little smile.

"Morning, gorgeous." He says, his voice raspy from just waking up.

"Morning." I say, continuing to trace his little tattoo.

"I've got all of our bags packed, we leave in 30." I tell him.

"Got it." Nick gets up, shirt off, and goes into the bathroom. "I need to shower." He says before turning on the water.

"Okay. I'm going to run to the cafe and get a donut and hot chocolate. Want anything?"

"Coffee please." Nick tells me as I walk to the door and give him a quick kiss.

"Yes sir."

"Thanks babe." As I walk away, he smacks my butt. Unexpected. I look back and see a smirk on his face as he closes the bathroom door.

"Thank you." I pay the cashier at the cafe.

"Is it true that you're dating Nick Jonas?" She asks. Her name is 'Lilah'.
"Yes it is." I proudly respond.

"Oh my goodness. Is he like really sweet?"

"Yes he is." I then turn around and walk out. I get in my car and turn on the radio. A radio interview comes on for WIXX and Nick is on it. Hmm, he didn't tell me anything about that. They were mostly talking about Nick's new songs and a little bit about me. I decide to listen.

I get home and set down my stuff on the counter. I look around and there's no one in sight. Nick must still be gone or on his way home. I go into our bedroom and make sure all of the bags are ready to go. Nick and I are going to my parent's house for about 4 days to see some more of my family. We'll probably share the floor again and I'm sure tickling will be involved.

As I'm doing a bag check, I hear the apartment door open. "Nick?" I call out.
No answer. "Honey is tha-" I walk out of the room and see a face I never wanted to see again.

"Kyle, oh my god. Leave me the eff alone!" I yell.

"I just wanted to give you a little parting gift." He sets a Victoria's Secret bag on the table.

"Have fun." He smirks then walks out. I dare myself to go look into the bag. I pull out the tissue paper and am horrified. Black lingerie. Really Kyle? He makes me sick. I throw the whole entire thing in the trash. Maybe I would've even put it all down the garbage disposal.

I go and sit on the couch to relax a little. I turn on the tv to Friends. I wait for Nick to come home for about and hour. I hear a voice I've been wanting hear all day.

"Hey Hun, I'm so sorry I know we were supposed to leave earlier. And I should've texted or called you. This whole thing was just last minute, I'm sorry." He comes over and sits by me on the couch.

"It's fine." I run a few fingers through his super soft brown hair.

"You still have to pack a carry on." I tell him like I'm his mother. He doesn't even respond and goes in for a kiss. I put a finger up to his lips.

"Nuh uh, mister. Pack." I point to the bedroom.

"UGHHH." He gets up and steals a kiss on my cheek. That makes me blush a bit.
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Nick's POV
After I pack, I decide to eat something. Charlotte and I have to leave in half an hour, a lot later then planned. It's about 7:30 pm and thank god we got plane tickets this late.
I get done with my little snack and go to throw my paper plate in the trash.

But I see something that catches my eye. A Victoria's Secret bag. Hm, I wonder what Charlotte bought. I take a little peek in the bag and see what's in there. Why would she buy that and just throw it away? I figure I probably shouldn't ask.

"Ready to go?" My girlfriend comes out of our bedroom with the suitcases and other bags.

"Yes ma'm. I've got the keys, your purse, my suitcase and carry on, if you've got everything else." I say to her, throwing away my plate and grabbing everything.

"Got it." She says, putting on her jacket and swiping on some lipstick.

And we're off to the airport. Once again.

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