' who'd think Dolph Ziggler like a black girl, let alone be in my dms. '
Your favorite show off is now secretly dm-ing one of Instagrams' most beautiful models, what will happen when he finally hit her in the dm?
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nicole's pov
"what are you gonna do about it."
'sit on your face and ride it into the sunset.' i thought to myself. it's taking every muscle in my body not to hop his bones. why does he still have this affect on me. lord give me strength.
"absolutely nothing. now what do you want?" i say, folding my arms over my chest.
"i want you nicole. i came all this way to tell you how much you mean to me."
"nick..." i start. "please nicole. just give me 5 minutes and if i haven't convinced you otherwise, i'll leave." he dropped down to his knees, looking up at me with plee in his eyes. i take a second to get a good look at him.
"you know i really like you in this position." i smirk
"oh really? mayb- wait im being serious here. stop being sexual"
he got up from his knees dusting his black pants.
"c'mon. i have a place where we wont be interrupted." i walk to the side of my home, pushing branches out of the way to reveal a path.
"you're not gonna rape me are you?"
"nick please. me and you both know it wouldn't be rape."
We begin to walk down the stoned path. "so you still have feelings for me?"
i sigh,"nick it's complicated." walking further ahead of him
"it doesn't have to be. i can love you like you want me to." i stopped and turned on my feet, "nick where was all of this love and affection when i needed you?"
"nicole i-"
"no. you dont get to speak right now. do you know how hurt i was after i tried to suprise you by showing up to one of your shows, A LIVE show at that, and you kissed that bitch." my voice begins to break. i turn away from nick, slowly making my way to the end of the path.
"where are we?"
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"my garden." i smile. "i come here to take care of my plants, think, anything i want."
"its beautiful." nick says looking at the variety of plants i have. he stops and looks at my aloe vera plant and begins touching it.
"hey! if you break that, ill strangle you." i begin to sit down on the swing, patting the space next to me.
"my ex-girlfriend is the reason i couldn't commit to you. after everything that happened with her i became whatever that word is you use to describe me to destiny." he says shaking his head
"fuck boy" i chuckle
"yeah that shit. but i put myself out there, harder than i ever did and she chose someone else and i vowed that i'd never do that again. that is til i met you nicole."
i close my eyes. i wouldnt wish hurt on anyone. nobody deserves that. i look over at nick and he has his head down looking at his hands. i grab his hand, intertwining our fingers. i look at both of our hands, ebony on ivory. this feels right. i wanted this. i wanted to be with nick but with cass in the picture that wasnt going to happen.
"what's in the bag?" i say looking to his side, not letting go of his hand. "oh right. its just a couple of stuff i knew you would like." he says handing over the black bag. "nick you didnt have to do that." "yes i did. i was an asshole to you the last time we seen each other. " he chuckle "yeah you were a douche" "i was not a douche" "yes you were." we both begin to laugh, remebering the incident backstage. my eyes fell on his blue eyes as they jumped with pure happiness and lust.
"close your eyes."
"why?"
i roll my eyes, "jeez were you always this hardheaded. close them"
he shakes his head and does as he was told. i mentally curse myself because now i was stuck. i wanted to kiss him but my mind always drifts to cass. cass was the ideal boyfriend but he wasn't my ideal boyfriend; that was nick. he is the everything i want in a boyfriend. he groans in fruatration, "fuck it." he smashed his lips to mine with such force, my body crashed into the rock wall behind me. he licked into my moth as he threaded his fingers through mine, and lifted them to either side of my head. every point on my body were his hands touched pulsed -- my neck, my breast, my inner thighs. I moan and squirmed as he continued to devour my mouth. He pulled away as he panted, our chest colliding with every exhale. His fingers squeezed mine and then he drew our hands down to meet behind my back, pushing my body into his.
"nicole." he moaned in my ear as he press the hard ridge in his jeans against me. "we should get back." i say rubbing my hands through his now messed up hair.
