Never Be the Same - Camila Cabello
That night, everything was silent. Literally, no one spoke a word to each other, other than a quick goodnight.
When I entered my room, fully prepared to knock the fuck out, I decided to keep my door open a crack.
I had a feeling Nic would be paying be a visit sometime soon. He was probably going crazy thinking about what had happened between Torez and I. There was an unbelievable amount of thick tension wafting through the air and everyone noticed.
How could they not?
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I climb into bed, a heavy sigh leaving my lips as I settle under the warm covers.
If Nic wanted to talk, he would have to come very soon otherwise he'd have to wait until the next day. I mean, it wouldn't be a bad idea actually...
I laid in bed for an excruciating long ten minutes, just staring up at the darkness.
The fact that I was mentally and physically exhausted, you would have thought I'd be passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow.
But no matter how much my body was screaming at me to shut the fuck down for the night, my brain wasn't having any of it.
It didn't want to stop the endless amount of stress that was piling up.
I mean, damn, if I wanted to resort to sleeping pills every night due to over thinking so much, I would have just stayed home. It's not like my house offered any peace and quiet both physically and mentally.
Another fifteen minutes passed before I could finally feel the heaviness of sleep coming.
My eyes barely registered when a large figure slipped into my room soundlessly.
I didn't bother to say a word, just pulled the covers down on the side of the bed I wasn't on.
Nic slipped in beside me easily, careful not to make too much noise.
I turned to look at him, although I was only able to see his outline.
"I know w--" My soft words were cut off immediately.
Nic's lips were on mine in a quick kiss--his way of telling me to shut up.
When he pulled away, I could see the small grin on his lips. I couldn't help how contagious it was. He was.
"Sh. Just get some sleep baby."
I didn't have to think twice about it.
We laid there for a few minutes, just listening to each others quaint breathing.
Just as my eyes finally shut, a signal that my brain was done going against my wishes, Nic's strong arms pulled me to him protectively.
Everytime, no matter where we were, even if we were supposed to be mad at each other, Nic would always cuddle me without fail. It was some kind of mindless ritual.
I snuggled deeper into him, basking in the warmth he offered.
The last thing I recall before my body and brain shut off completely was the way he snuggled his nose into the crook of my neck. And I could have almost sworn he had said something like, "I wish you remembered."
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Once again, I was rudely woken up by the lovely morning traffic and people. Although this time, I didn't have a splitting headache. And a large firm arm was draped across my stomach this morning.
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