VENDETTA || ɴ.ᴄ.ᴍ.

3. all i really want is you

hey, who's caught on that the chapters are lines from songs?

song; ocean avenue by yellowcard
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|| My bounty is as boundless as the sea, My love as deep; the more I give to thee, The more I have, for both are infinite. ||

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Cierra wiped her forehead, taking a moment to sit down and relax. She had just finished her shift at the cafe, and was about to head home. She and Nick had been talking for about a week now, they spent most nights up late texting. She smiled thinking about him. After Zion's party she had told him she really liked him, and she would never forget how his face lit up; the sheepish smile that formed as he told her he felt the same.

So, here they were, a week later. Falling for each other, and loving every moment of it. Edwin told Cierra they were unofficially official, and she wanted to tell Nick, but what if he didn't react the same way she did. What if he didn't want to be exclusive? Her phone buzzed, revealing a text from the man himself which told her he was outside. A confused (but good) frown formed on her face.

She walked over to the familiar black car and smiled when Nick rolled the window down, "What are you doing?" She laughed.

"I'm taking you out," He replied with the same light smile, "Come on," he told her as he leaned over to open the car door.

"What-" She took a seat, "I'm in clothes that smell like the cafe," she argued, still putting the seat belt on. Cierra knew there was no use in fighting against it, if there's one thing she has learnt, it's that Nick can always get his way with her.

"That doesn't matter, you look beautiful," He told her seriously, putting a cd in the car. Cierra smiled at him, as he closed his eyes briefly when they stopped at the red light.

"With no make-up on," He sang quietly, his eyes opening and driving again, "And your eyelash hangin', I would still love you,"

Cierra had heard him sing before, over face-time mainly, maybe once before in person. when he sang it held something different to it, and there was no hiding that Nicholas had an amazingly mellifluous voice. She closed her eyes, leaning back into the seat and letting the breeze of the wind gently blow on her face; she focused on his voice.

He reached a hand over to hers and held it, a smile gracing both their faces as they felt contentment within each other. They were falling hard and fast; oh, they were loving every minute of it. She kept her eyes closed, I could just fall asleep, she thought. Being in his presence was enough for her. He stopped singing then, and just kept quiet, letting a satisfying silence fill them.

Nick's heart felt light, and he felt peaceful. Something he's not felt for a long time, something she's given him. Peace. he held onto her hand, interlocking their fingers and squeezing it. His heart skipping a beat when she squeezed it back. He glanced at her briefly, taking in her beauty. The way she had that small, almost impossible to see smile. Her small button nose, how the sun made her already golden skin glow even more. Her eyes were still wide, even when they were closed, the doe shape was evident. Cierra's eyelashes were dark and long, curling naturally. Her dark, thick hair was messy, but god, Nick was itching to run his hands through her black locks.

She wasn't wrong when she said she smells like the cafe, the coffee scent carried throughout the car, filling both their noses. Nick wasn't complaining though.