PrettyMuch Imagines

Thirteen/ Ouch

Nick
Y/n pov

I walked through the door. Trying to hold up a very drunk Nick. He began to yell ' would you mind ' in my ear as I try to sit him on the couch. But his arms stay dead locked around my neck. I wanted to get in the shower and go to sleep. But with Nick like this imma be up for a while. I always struggle getting him to sleep after a party.

" WOULD YOU MIND, WOULD YOU MIND. " He began to yell a little louder but then he slows down as he tries to get me out of my dress. I push him away but he just constantly pulls me back. I finally get he away from his grip and make my way to the kitchen. Yet a fucked up Nick follows behinds still singing. I tiny smile streams across my face. As I laugh at his actions. He dances his way towards the island in the middle of the kitchen.

" Nick, here baby. Drink this water. " I say passing him a glass of water. He continues to dance and sing not paying any attention to what I just said. He pulls a bar stool from under the island and sits down. He stops singing and looks at me as I head into the bathroom to get the advil pm. A laugh comes out his mouth. I look up at him through my eyelashes as I get the capsule open. He stand to his feet and began to take of his sweat shirt, followed by his shirt. I look at his body as he stands there handling his clothes in his hands. He looks up at me through his eyelashes as I stare at his body. He stood there letting me know he wants me. But he was to drunk and had to get some rest.

" My eye are up here baby girl. " As hard as he wanted to be, what he just did was not sexy or any more seductive at all. Because he pointed at his forehead. I grabbed the glass of water and the Advils and handed them to him. He pushed it away and grabbed my hips. I pushed him away and tried again. I wanted to get him to sleep.

" I don't want that shit. " He said grabbing the glass and throwing it down at my feet. The glass shattered cutting up my feet. I screamed as my feet began to bleed.

" NICK, WHAT THE FUCK?! " I yell in his face as I stand as still as possible, trying not to step on anymore glass. He turns around, his back is now facing me. But when he turns around his face is flushed and red and eyes dark in something I can't recognize.

" DON'T- Don't talk to me like that do you understand. " He says as he rushes me up against the fridge. I don't respond and his hand slips up towards my throat.

" DO you understand.- Diana? " I just nodded my head. He began lifting me into the air, my toes where inches away from the ground. He leaned closer to my face.

" Good " He released his grip from around my throat. I fall to the ground. Gasping for air and screaming in pain at the same time. I fell right into a new pile of glass. That began to create new cuts on my body. I laid there dumbfound as to what just happened. I didn't know what was more weird.

The fact that he would ever do anything like that. Or the fact that Diana's not my name.

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Hey guys I know this is short but I just don't be knowing what else should happen. But I hope you guys like it. Do not forget to vote and comment. Share if you want. Bye love you guys.