Nick
Third Person POVYou woke up sore and in pain. You could feel the blood drip down your body in different spots. You could feel your hand still tangled into Nick's. You couldn't hear a thing around you. You open your eyes to look at your surroundings, just to be surprised the plain was on fire. The roof was torn off. There were bodies everywhere. You could feel your self began to cry. You looked towards Nick. Just to find his body ripped apart hanging from the ceiling above you. And his hand, his bloody hand sitting in your own.
You jump awake. Finding your self in the exact problem. This time you automatically looking towards Nick. Your heart began to settle once you found him sitting there, a few cuts along his body. Your hands still tangled together. Your legs were trapped under the chair infront of you. You attempted to move but a burst of pain shot through your body. Starting from your legs. You kept trying to get free. Even through the pain. Soon enough all of your movement had woken up Nick. He groaned in pain. As he began to attempt to move. He was free. But yet you, you were still stuck. Of course Nick wasn't gonna leave you. He started to move the chair infront of you. You could move you legs. You pulled out the first one. Then the little bit of ceiling above you came crashing down right above Nick.
" NICK LOOK OUT!! " He jumped out of the way. Landing right onto a pile of bodies. You two were now separated. The shag of burning ceiling separated you two. The fire was to high for Nick to jump over. And it was way to hot for him to stomp out. The smoke rose to your face. It began to burn your eyes. You couldn't breathe. The heat began to rise. And it burnt your other leg. Snatching your leg away from the fire. You used it to push up the chair infront of you. Once your leg was free you began to look for ways out. But the smoke grew in your area. You lungs began to fill with it. And they burned. You began to cough. You could feel yourself get light headed. Nick called out to you from the other side of the fire.
He kept lookin for ways to get to you but they were blocked. You looked to the back of you and remembered there was a window.
" Nick theres a window! I'm gonna get out through this way! " You shouted. He agreed, but he wasn't gonna leave that plain until your out. You turned and leaned your back against the arm rest and began to kick and kick. The glass was not even breaking. You kicked and kicked. Until you felt a hand touch you shoulder.
" Let me try, there's no way out out there either. " Nick spoke. He must have gotten through the fire. " I'm always gonna find my way to get to you. " You face lightened up. He began to kick as you kicked along side of him. The glass began to crack bit by bit. One last kick and the the glass shattered falling outward. You swiped away any glass left that could cut you any more then you already where. Nick hopped out successfully. Then you he caught your body. Before it hit the ground. You began to walk away from the plain. You two were no more the 25 feet away. When the plain exploded. Sending flying piece of metal everywhere. The explosion sent you and Nick flying to the ground. Knocking the both of you out.
Two hours later
" And sadly the plain went down, killing everyone inside. Including PRETTYMUCH's own Nick Mara and his girlfriend Y/F/N ( your full name ). " The news reporter spoke as the name of Nick and y/n came up at the bottom of the screen.
" WHAT!? NO, NO, NO. THIS ISN'T REAL. PLEASE TELL ME IT'S NOT REAL!! " Austin began to cry. But Brandon and every one else were already hysterical. Zion was sprawled out on the floor while Edwin sat on the floor silently. Crying. Simon walked through the door. His eyes where a little watery. Austin still screaming as Brandon just walked out the house and sat by the pool. Probably not wanting anyone to see him cry even though it wasn't like they couldn't hear him.
Zion was shaking and his face was as pale. Austin was red as a tomato. Edwin still hasn't said a word. He just let the tears slip out.
" Look guys, listen I'm sorry. But I- " Simon started with his strong accent. Soon Zion stood to his feet cutting Simon dead in his sentence.
" NO! NICK ISN'T BEING REPLACED! BY NO ONE. HE WAS THE BEST THERE IS. AND HE WAS OUR BROTHER, WE CANT JUST REPLACE HIM WITHIN WEEKS, OK!! We need time. " Zion finally finished. As he calmed down his breaths slowed as his skin turn a red color as well as Austin. Brandon still sat outside not a word to anyone. He was on the phone with Charlotte but as soon as he heard the news he tossed the phone with out even saying ' bye. ' You couldn't replace someone like Nick. And they all knew that's what Simon wanted. But they couldn't let that happen.
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
*
Hey guys, this was way out of my league. I was a little heart broken writing bout Nick this way. I just needed to change the way I wrote, so I did. So I hoped you guys like the little change and the way I wrote this. I did. I thought it was great. But anyway..... Thanks for you time, don't forget to Vote, Comment, and Share if you want. Thanks love you guys, BYE.
YOU ARE READING
PrettyMuch Imagines
Fanfictionjust another fanfic. NOPE it's MY imagines. Mine for you.