Ryan's POV
I ran outside trying to find Nichole. After walking and searching through the whole parking lot I finally found her. She was sitting on the curb with her face buried into her hands. She was crying so hard. She was honestly a mess right now. I sat down next to her and put my arm around her. She looked up at me and her eyes showed a lot of mixed emotions. Her mascara was running down her cheeks along with some more tears.
She finally opened her mouth and said "I'm stupid. I overreacted! He was just protecting me. I hate myself."
I shook my head and said "You're not stupid. Your mind was just overpowered with all the anger you were feeling. Everything will be fine. Let's just go home. We got a lot of walking to do because Chaz was our ride but he left early with some chick named Lindsay."
She looked down and nodded. She then sat up and wiped off some make up that was on her cheeks. I grabbed her hand and began walking with her. Most of it was just complete silence.
She finally broke the silence and said "Thank you for everything Ryan. I appreciate you walking me home."
I smiled and said "No problem. I promised him I'd get you home safe."
She sighed and said "Do you think he really cares about me getting home safe right now?"
I smiled at her and said "Are you crazy? That boy is head over heels for you. He'd do anything for you but I made sure that he didn't try talking to you until you cooled down. I didn't want you guys to get into an even bigger fight."
She smiled back and said "Good to know. I hope this fight doesn't last long. I already miss him."
We continued to walk in silence and then stopped by Starbucks on the way to get some hot chocolate because it was freezing out here.
I looked over at Nichole and said "Here, hold my drink really quick."
She took it and held it in her hand watching me. I took off my jacket to my tuxedo and handed it to her. I held the drinks so she could quickly put it on because she had goose bumps and was shivering.
After that we kept walking. Finally at 11:30 pm we made it. I walked up with her to her front door. She sat down her hot chocolate so she could take off the jacket I let her borrow. I sat down my drink and put it back on. I opened my arms for a hug. She gladly hugged me and then let go. She took a step back and smiled up at me. She still managed to look so pretty even with make up smeared everywhere on her face. I stared into her eyes and the next thing I knew I cupped her face and kissed her. She kissed back for a second and then there was a flash. She pushed me away and looked over. There was a crew of paparazzi standing a few feet away from us in her lawn.
They yelled out "Wait til Bieber hears about this!"
She unlocked her door and grabbed my wrist to pull me inside.
She looked at me with fear in her eyes and said "Justin's going to kill us."
Worst night ever.
Notes: I apologize for such a long wait. This chapter is really short but I promise that the next one will be longer! Oh and is anyone even reading? Because I never get any feedback and it makes me just feel like I'm writing for nothing.
