New Boy {W.T}

Chapter 24

"Nikki, what the fuck did you do?" He spoke in a monotone voice.

"Wesley, what're you talking about?" I said with attitude.

"This."

He showed me a video on the MessyMonday account. It was THE video, the video the girls took of you at Starbucks, only it was edited, to make me look bad.

They edited it, so it was totally out of context. My heart dropped, knowing everyone if not already, hated me.

"Wes, you gotta believe me! That's totally out of context!" I pleaded.

He wouldn't look at me.

"They were saying awful things and I went up to them and confronted them, I wasn't being vindictive or mean on purpose - I was defending you." I continued,

He looked up, but his face remained blank.

"MessyMonday is having a fucking party with this right now, you gotta be careful, didn't you see them recording you!?" He yell-whispered.

"I did, I just was so caught up in being mad that I didn't care, this is awful,"

My face dropped at my realization.

"Davids never going to sign me now! Everyone hates me, would you look at this?"

I pulled up Twitter to show him the hate, I'm already receiving.

"Nikki, chill. We're gonna fix this."

He pulled out his phone and went on to Twitter as I watched him type out a tweet,

@imactuallywes: @messymonday you guys can't believe everything that's on the Internet, this was taken way out of context. Spread love & positivity always❤️

I smiled at his wise way of always knowing how to handle conflicts.

"You tweet it too." He commanded

@itsnikkibtw: guys, I know that video looks completely awful on my part, but trust me, I love ALL of you guys, I just won't stand to hear the ones I love being talked negatively about.

I tweeted it and we waited to see the responses.

Shortly after, David called me to talk to me first hand about what happened, he then said the only way we can officially fix this is if we get those girls to admit they edited that video.

David worked his magic and shortly after, he tweeted screenshots from the girls, saying that what they did was childish and that they were in the wrong - not me.

I hugged Wes tight, knowing my spot on pressplay was all mine..

"Thank you for believing me" my words were muffled from his chest.

"You're my girl, I gotta believe you. Always."

I smiled.

The rest of the event went as usual with all of us hanging out and being a happy family.

The next morning we did our normal routine of getting ready - going to the airport and flying home.

Sydney slept over my house that night because in the morning she had to drive me to get my wisdom teeth out.

"Syd, I'm scared I'm going to say weird shit." I nervously laughed.

"I'll try to filter you, but hey if you do, you can always blame it on being on meds." She negotiated

We went to sleep and Monday morning I was up, bright and early - with no makeup and lazy clothes on.

Wes walked in my door while I was brushing my teeth, he glanced at me and said,

"Nikki, lovely as always."

"Shut the fuck up, not in the mood, Tucker."

He complimented Sydney too but the difference is - she actually looked good.

We drove there and I got them out in a pretty quick amount of time.

On the way home, I was so loopy. I sat in the front with Sydney and Wesley was in the back.

My words were muffled because of the gauze in my mouth,

"Hey Syd?"

"Yeah? Whats up?"

"Isn't Wes so cute and nice?" I couldn't filter myself and clearly forgot he was in the car.

She laughed nervously, trying to change around the conversation.

"Hi, I'm right here." He said from the back seat.

I got scared, clearly I had forgotten where I was and who I was with.

"Sydney!" I squeaked.

"Nikki!" She responded back.

"Did you know Wes was in the car?"

"Yeah I did, did you?"

I paused for a long time then spoke again,

"Hmm," I put my hand on my chin.

"I don't think so."

I knocked out shortly after.

I woke up and they had gotten me ice cream.

"OOO, ice cream, just for me." I smiled.

I started rambling on about Wes again while eating my icecream - still forgetting hes right there.

"Did you know Wes said we could marry each other when we're older?" I told Sydney.

"Yeah, if we're both single." He said.

"Woah." I said, surprised.

"What?" They both said.

"That really sounded like Wes." I said again, unaware of anything.

They both laughed, while my drugged self did random shit on the way home.

When we got home, I was pretty tired.

"I wanna nap." I whined and pouted.

"So go nap." They both said casually.

"I want Wes to come with me to nap. I wanna - I wanna nap together."

"Ok, let's go." He said.

I looked at Sydney and fist bumped while going up the stairs.

"YAY!" I shouted.

When we got into my room and laid onto my bed, I just looked at him - I took in as much of his beautiful face as I could. He's so beautiful, even on meds I knew that still.

I reached out and touched his face, my thumbs going over his cheeks, as his eyes fluttered shut.

His beauty - inside and out is something that should be brought to his attention, ALL the time. I said it.

"I thank god every day that our souls crossed paths, you're the most breath-taking human being that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing."

I said that all while I was still loopy, but I meant every damn word.

"I think the same thing about you, Nicole Amanda." His eyes remained shut.

After that, we laid in comfortable silence.

I fell asleep in wes' arms, as he stroked my hair, knowing full well I was drooling onto his arm and probably snoring, but I knew he wouldn't judge me.

He's my safe place. His arms are my home, and I'm homesick.