They D̶o̶n̶t̶ Know About Us // Niley

Chapter Thirty Seven

I tugged on the keys of Nick's house after I had left the meeting. I tugged on the keys of Nick's house after I had left the meeting. To be honest I had sneak out of the building when I told my mom I was going to the bathroom.

I had sort of a panic rush when I thought of about the possibilities of why Nick is in the hospital. And since I can't call or text him all the while I was quietly tapping my phone under the meeting's table I decided to just risk it and go for his house.

I got it planned out; I'm going to wait for him inside and just attack him with all my questions when he arrived. I'm just simply so worried about this, and no, I can't wait in a freezing meeting's room wondering about him.

Nick had given me a spare key but he told me to be careful since it also feels like Olivia's house, but I guessed since she found out about us, she wouldn't mind me sitting on her precious couch, would she?

And I was hoping to bump into her and thank her, and probably found out about her motives or evil plan. I just know there's just something off about her, I wouldn't be surprised if I found out she owns a meth lab or was trying to experiment on Nick and discover a cure for cancer using his dark brown locks.

His dark brown locks sure can do a lot of good, though. Mm...Nick...his hair...his- Why am I drooling over his curls when all I know he is in a hospital right now?! And we all know what happens in hospitals.

I clicked open the lock and turn the handle and pushed the door open. I let myself into the dim mansion, and closed the door behind me. I flicked on the light switch and started climbing up the stairs that led to his room, since I don't really feel like lounging on his sofa with the TV on or go through his refrigerator.

I decided it's best for me to wait in his room, after all, it's our sacred place...if you know what I mean. I walked into the light painted room and approached the windows to open the curtains to let a little light in.

I slipped off my shoes and threw myself to his bed. I stretched my arms and legs across his sheets and cuddled into the warmth of his pillows.

The scent of him against the pillows filled my nostrils, and filled my mind of the thought of him. He was acting strange these days, and I just missed him playfully wrapping his arms around me and whispered dirty jokes into my ear. Even if he always seem to irritate me with those actions, I really missed him doing it.

My eyelids began to feel very heavy and they start to gently close over my eyes. With the soft sheets tangling around me and his scent against the pillows I started to fall asleep.

The thought of Nick entered my mind once again, missing him started to ache and distract me from everything. I wanted him so much and I can't help but to think about him. I remembered how his soft lips kissed my lips, and how his unshaved skin brushed over mine. I want him to hold me right now, I want to feel his breath against me while he traced his fingers along my hair. I want him to cradle me to sleep and wake up next to him smiling at me.

I want that feeling of rush of excitement when he had slipped me out of my clothes in the backseat of his car. I also wanted him to hold me tenderly and promise that he would protect me. I hadn't seem him as much as we used to. His mind was always somewhere else, and I don't want to loose him.

Loose him. He warned me about this, every time I told him that I want us to be together, I would always deny him and told him we wouldn't loose each other because I was sure that nothing would come between. But now as I lay sleepily on his bed waiting for him to come home after days of him being away and careless, I'm not so sure anymore.

The screeching of wheel against asphalt snapped me out of my daze and made my eyes pop open. I rushed out of the bed and to the window where I could see Nick climbing out of his car. My heart raced in excitement.