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its.destinyyy sent you a message.

its.destinyyy: her address is 143 alexandria drive. the entry number at the gate is her birthday (if you remember it asshole.) you owe me!

heelziggler: thank you! (i don't appreciate that sly ass comment her birthday is june 29th. @ 9:15pm to be exact)

its.destinyyy: she didn't even tell me what time she was born. you know what....

heelziggler: gotta blast! 🏃

nick's pov

i key in the gates code watching as the shiny white gates open, revealing the driveway. i slowly cruise up admiring the scenery as im passing by. once i get to her beautiful home, i open the car door getting out with a mint green bag in tow. i knocked on the door, nervously shuffling my feet. i was honestly scared shitless. i havent put myself out there since the last nicole i dated (haha, ironic i know).

she opens the door in her natural state and she truly looked beautiful. no extensions, no makeup, just her raw beaury. i stood there admiring her face, mostly her freckles because i didnt know she had them until she waved her hand in my face.

"nick, what are you doing here? how did you get my address?" she says coming outside, closing the door behind her.

"i came here to tell you how i truly feel about you nicole."

"nick, why didn't you tell me this 2 months ago?" she begins folding her arms.

"i know this is getting off subject nicole but stop pouting. its cute and distracting."

within seconds she begin to blush. she tries to straighten her face but fails and begin to smile.

i havent seen that smile in a while and honestly it still makes my heart flutter and my dick twitch.

"nick seriously. if cass finds out you're out here, you're fucked."

i scoff, "im not scared of cass."

she rolls her eyes, "you got a smart ass mouth."

"what are you gonna do about it." i smirk

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im back bitchesssss 😬😂 i know this chapter is hella short but i can guarantee part 2 will be uploaded tonight or tomorrow! 😘

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