how country feels✔️

you're beautiful

*********Nick's POV***********

After a very awkward lunch with my siblings me and Kenz finally get to pack up and leave. As we say all our goodbyes and put my suitcase in the bed of Kenzi's truck Nemo's boyfriend pulls up in his car smoking a cigarette with his window down. He honks instead of going to the door before flipping me off and I lose my shit and punch him square in the jaw before climbing into Kenzi's truck.

She looks at me but drives away towards home.

"So closets?" she asks me after a while.

"As a child my parents tried to enforce healthy eating but my sisters kept unhealthy snacks in their closets, so I was known to hide in the closets while I snacked so my mom wouldn't find out," I explain,"I didn't want to see the things I did, I took one picture of them kissing as blackmail for Navy to use but I wasn't meaning to see my sister sleep with her now husband when I was only 13, I hid in the closet with a pillow over my head trying to drown it out until they left so I could leave."

"That's disgusting," she says crinkling her nose.

"Now let's here an embarrassing story from your childhood," I say squeezing her thigh," you've heard plenty about me."

"My childhood wasn't anything crazy," she says shrugging, then goes quiet for a moment as she changes lanes to exit onto the highway that will take us home.

"I used to pretend I was a dog," she finally says,"Right before my parents got divorced things got rocky and it was hard to get attention so I guess my way was to live as a dog."

"Like crawl on your knees and bark?" I ask trying not to laugh.

"Shut up," she says rolling her eyes.

"You don't wanna talk about it more?" I tease.

"Literally anything else," she says scrunching her nose the cute way she does.

"How old were you?" I ask.

"5 when they separated, 6 when the divorce finalized," she says, "at first things between them were weird but they are civil about it now."

      "Mine don't talk much anymore, I haven't even seen my dad in nearly 3 years," I say.

"There are days I wish I didn't have to see my mom and just had my dad," she admits," my mom and step dad I'm never good enough for, they always have something to complain about."

"We both got parent problems but at least we have each other," I say.

"Can I ask you something?" she asks after a few minutes of silence.

I look away from the window and towards her, "of course baby."

"How many girls have you slept with?"

"One," I say,"and never without protection."

"Just Roxie?"

"Just Roxie, and only a couple times."

"Ok."

             "What about you?" I ask.

      "Only Clayton once," she says glancing over to see my reaction, "but like I've said it was only to try to get him to stay."

           "That's no reason to have sex with someone," I say shaking his head.

     We finally pull into the parking lot of my apartment and take my bags upstairs before I plop down on my bed.