Chapter Eleven

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(Chris's POV)

Nick looked pissed. No, scratch that, he looked infuriated. Like he could kill someone. "Baby..." I turned to Andrea. "Yes?" She asked. "Take Gab and the kids. Get them into the car for Mama Rubi. I'm going to talk to Nick.." I said. "Okie dokie." Andrea said, and started to walk away. "Wait, baby..." I called after her. "What babe?" She asked. I pulled her close and kissed her. "I love you." She smiled. "I love you too, and with that, her and the kids and Gab dissapeared. "Bro, sit down, I want to talk to you..." I said, pulling Nick down on to one of the chairs on the porch. "Bro, I am so... I don't even know a word to describe what I am feeling... He is such a douche! He has no respect for guy code, whatsoever..." Nick said, rubbing his temples. "I know bro, and I'm sorry. But do you know what I want you to do?" I asked, leaning forward. "What?" Nick asked. "Go home. Take Gab with you. Kiss and love on her. Why? Because you can. She loves you. Not him. Don't let that little bitch bug you, because at the end of the day. You're the one Gab is in love with... Not him." I said. Nick nodded, and did our handshake with me. "Thanks bro... I needed to hear that..." "I know. You're my best friend." I laughed, and stood up. "Now go, get home and do what I said." He nodded, and ran to the car. Andrea passed him and she smiled at him, and came up to me, wrapping her arms around my waist. "Everything okay?" I smiled, and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, leaving a kiss on her forehead. "Yep." She smiled, and cuddled into me. Tonight may just work out...

(Gabrielle's POV)

We got home, and the boys insisted I put them to bed. I agreed, only because I knew Mrs. Rubiano needed sleep. I tucked them all in, and sat at the end of Tristan's bed, reading Jakey and Alex a bedtime story as Tristan played on his phone. It didn't take long for them to pass out. I laughed and walked out, shutting the door behind me. I went into the bathroom, and changed into one of Nick's ICON shirts, that was way too big on me. I placed my folded clothes in his drawer, and walked downstairs, only to see Nick sprawled out on the couch. He smiled at me, and opened his arms, inviting me into them. I gladly fell into him, burying my face in his neck. He laughed, and wrapped his arms around me. "I love you... You know that right?" I sat up. "Of course! And I love you too!" "Can I have a kiss?" Nick asked, but something in his voice told me he wanted more than that. I smiled, and leaned down, pressing my lips to his. He softly bit my bottom lip, making me gasp, and he took this opprutunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. He flipped us so he was on top of me, and he deepened the kiss. His lips moved from mine, down my neck, back up, and on to mine again. I quickly seperated from him beefore he tried to do anything serious. He smiled, and kissed my forehead. "Forever?" "And always, lovely. Now, get up to your room. I love you." I smiled. "No, I'm staying here with you. My mom said no sleeping together in my room... Never said anything about the couch!" He smiled sneakily, and flipped us again so I was on top. My head rested on his chest, and his arms were wrapped around my waist, his hands on the small of my back. I reached backwards, and pulled the cover over us. "I love you. Goodnight." He smiled, and kissed the top of my head. "I love you. Goodnight beautiful.." He softy hummed to me, and I felt my eyelids getting heavier. It didn't take long for me to drift to sleep, Nick humming to me the last thought on my mind...

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