They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley

Chapter Thirty Three

The wind blew my face, my breath got caught up in my throat as I stood frozen at the sight the tall shadow towering over me.

In one quick move, he had gripped me tight. I almost shrieked, and the vase I had in my arm was about to fall, but I balanced myself as I studied his appearance.

"You scared me!" I yelled instantly.

Nick gave an awkward smile before letting go of my hand. "I'm sorry," He mumbled and walked into the house.

I closed the door behind and followed him. "I tried calling you," I said "Why didn't you answer?"

"I-uh, My phone died," He explained.

"You told me you got something important to say," I said.

He shook his head. "No, I didn't."

"Yes you did, you told me this morning, I said I was busy," I reminded him.

His eyes darted to me and his mouth gaped. "Oh, uh, yeah...I worked it out,"

"What was it?" I asked, curiously.

He shook his head again as he placed himself down on the couch. "Nothing that matters," He replied.

I seated myself next to him and leaned to him to rest my chin on his shoulder. I squeezed his knee in attempt to comfort him.

"You okay, babe?" I asked sweetly.

He sucked in his lips and nodded before turning to me. "Yeah," He mumbled.

I kissed his cheek and smiled at him. "Okay," I whispered.

Nick sighed before I casually slipped my hand into his. I cuddled into him and closed my eyes.

"What happened?" I heard him say. I opened my eyes to see him examining my swollen finger.

I forgot about that.

I pulled my hand slowly away from his. "I tried to lift a statue and...well you know...accidents happen." I explained.

He tapped it softly before leaning his head back. Somehow I felt diasapointment wash over me. I was hoping he'd lecture me about how I shouldnt be lifting statues and kissing my hand in attempt to make it feel better.

It's really unusual of him to be ignoring me. Call me clingy, but he should at least ask why was I doing with a statue, I just want him to care.

But nobody cares these days, and everyone's acting so strange today, Dad had left me wondering why he seemed like he's mad at me for dating Nick, meanwhile Nick is...acting like a careless jerk.

I scooted away from him hoping he would notice. But he kept his gaze on the ceiling, and his expression is just clearly flat.

I furrowed my brows at my own failed attempt. Why did he come here anyway if he was going to act like this?

"Nick," I said.

He turned his head towards me and raised his brows. "Hm?" He hummed.

"I was wondering," I said as I studied his expression. The words were on the tip of my tongue, but looking at his exhausted face somehow told me that I shouldn't be so clingy.

He probably had a bad day, and if I attack him for not caring then I'd just add to his list of why he's tired and exhausted.

I promised to look out for him and I bet right now he needs me. I cant put my attention-craving self in front of him right now.

I looked down to his hand and held it with mine. I looked at him again and smiled.

"I was wondering about what would you want for dinner?"

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We ended up having chinese take-out in front of the TV. Nick seemed a little better than when he came today.

I decided to hold myself back from asking why he had acted differently. I also didn't want to ruin the moment of silence while we're watching the third sequel of Men In Black.

But the whole scenes of me asking him about dinner to the one where we had finished it just seemed like a blur.

He just kept nodding and giving me small smiles everytime I started talking. I felt like I wasn't talking to anyone.

I glanced over at Nick who had his gaze fixed on the TV screen. He's probably focusing on the movie but I really couldn't tell because that's the only expression I saw of him today.

I cuddled next to him right before the worm guys had crashed into one another and split their bodies in two.

I giggled at the scene and glanced at Nick, but he wasn't even smiling, His eyes looked empty, but he had worry and confusion written all over his face.

I slumped into my seat as I took glances of Nick. I slowly wrapped my arm around his waist and cuddled into him. He doesnt seem to mind.

I raised myself a little and brought my lips to his cheek. I guess I suprised him because he jumped away a little.

I buried my face on the crook of his neck and started kissing his skin. His arm went around my face and I thought It meant I should keep going.

I brought my lips to his as I gently slipped my hands underneath his shirt. Before he could kiss me back he had shrugged uncomfortably and pushed me away lightly.

Our lips disconnected as he placed me next to him. He had resisted me, this was so wrong. He didnt even kissed me back!

And that was it. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled out the remote and clicked the pause button.

I turned to Nick and he looked back at me with his brows raised. He didn't seem to have a problem with it.

"Nick," I said "What's wrong?"

He looked at me like I just asked him what my name was. He shook his head at me plainly.

"Nothing's wrong," He replied.

I groaned in desperation and darted my eyes to him "Don't lie to me, I know something's been up the minute you walked into the house," I said in a harsh tone.

His brows furrowed and he scooted away from me to face me perfectly. "Nothing's up," He assured.

I shook my head at him and squeezed his hand. "Nick, please," I plead "I know something's not right, You can tell me." I took both his hands to comfort him.

"Miley..." He trailed off.

"I'm trying to look out for you," I said "And I dont want to see you like this". I gestured to him and he looked down to our hands.

He sighed and looked at me. "I know you are," He replied "But dont worry."

"Dont worry?" I asked in disbelief "Nick, you acting like i'm not here-how can I not worry?" I protested.

Nick opened his mouth but he couldn't reply to me. I kept my gaze fixed on him because all that's left is to wait for his response, I had said everything I wanted to.

Nick took in a sharp breath before closing his eyes and opening them again. "I...couldn't break up with Olivia,"

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Eh-eh-ello..

I was going to have a horror-thriller  movie marathon yesterday, I got The Eye, Unborn, Death Defying Acts, and Agnosia (YAS)

But guests started coming and I didnt want to be rude, and when they left Freddie Highmore was on TV! (MY BRITISH BABY)

It was Arthur and frickin' brilliant! But when it's done, Johnny Depp popped up (MY FAV ACTOR ♥) in Pirates Of The Carribean!

Oh and thank you for the nice new followers who I bet made an account because they need it to add this story to their library ;) (just like i advised)

But enough about me and my day, is this too short or nah? hope this chapter's to your liking :)

xoxo
-Lucy