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{September 27th, 2016 Nick & Mel's Apartment NYC, New York Nick-24|Mel-22}
"I'm jealous, I'm overzealous When I'm down, I get real down When I'm high, I don't come down I get angry, baby, believe me I could love you just like that And I could leave you just as fast" ——— Nick had been in Hawaii for the past few weeks, filming the remake of Jumanji, and was set to be there for the next few months, even though they would end filming in Georgia. Melissa decided that it would be best if she didn't travel all the way out to Honolulu with her boyfriend at first, as she definitely needed a break away from the 24-year-old just for a little bit.
After all these years, she never figured out a way to let out her thoughts in a healthy way, but currently her head was spinning... never stopping. She had to let out the anger, the fact that her and Nick had been constantly fighting, always bickering over the smallest things.
Maybe that was the good thing about the two of them, that they understood each other so well... they were basically a copy of the other.
She pulled out a random notebook in Nick's desk drawer, taking a deep breath in as she realized that the notebook in her hand was the one that kept the band afloat.
That damned notebook was the one that he had written 95% of the boys' hits in.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she knew that her heart and soul was invested in the band just as much as their hearts had been in it.
Holding onto the beaten up notebook gently in her hand, she made her way to the couch in the quiet office. Her legs easily folded up and she began writing as fast as she could, the musical juices flowing more than ever. ——— "But you don't judge me 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too No, you don't judge me 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too
'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory Of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em
Yeah, I got issues And one of them is how bad I need you" ————- It had been a few days since she had last heard from him, there was shouting and words that had been said that shouldn't of been. For some unknown reason, they just weren't meshing as well as they had before he went to start filming.
She missed him, missed his voice, his curls, his goofy grin that he gave her when she did something that he absolutely adored. She missed the way he told her how much he loved her, and couldn't live without her. But of course they both were stubborn and wouldn't apologize.
They had been fighting so much that along the way she couldn't even remember why they were fighting. This occurred so much that after they made up, they loved harder than ever before. ———- "You do shit on purpose You get mad and you break things Feel bad, try to fix things But you're perfect Poorly wired circuit And got hands like an ocean Push you out, pull you back in" ———- Then a few weeks would go by and the vicious cycle would start once again, it was never ending. ———- "Cause you don't judge me 'Cause if you did, baby, I would judge you too No, you don't judge me 'Cause you see it from the same point of view
'Cause I got issues But you got 'em too So give 'em all to me And I'll give mine to you Bask in the glory Of all our problems 'Cause we got the kind of love It takes to solve 'em
Yeah, I got issues And one of them is how bad I need you" ———— The last chorus was repeated, and she let out a soft sigh as she stared down at the scribbled lyrics. Her heart lurched in her chest and she immediately grabbed her phone, calling her boyfriend up and chewed on her nails nervously.
"Hey baby, what's up?" his soft voice flowed through the speaker and she took in a shaky breath.
"Hey babe." she responded, "I just m-missed you." she looked down at the notebook that was placed in her lap. "So I wrote a song, at least I attempted to... want me to send it to you?" she asked, her brown eyes glossing over.
"Wait, you wrote a song? Mhm, I'd love it, if you sent it to me. Do you want to record it? Or want me to?" he jumped the gun, believing that whatever his girlfriend wrote would be magnificent.
Her giggles broke the silence and she smiled weakly, "now, the song is not a happy song... well it isn't a sad song particularly... but still." she stuttered out, not even knowing what the hell she was saying.
"Whatever you wrote, I bet it's beautiful angel... kinda like you." he smirked, trying to sway the girl, even though he had absolutely no reason to try and flirt with her.
There was some shuffling, and a soft groan that left Nick's lips, "do I gotta go now?" he whined, like as if he was a small child. "Shit... okay, okay, I'll be right there... baby, I gotta go." he said, his smooth voice flowing into Melissa's ears.
"So soon? Okay... I love you." She said softly, and leaned back against the soft fabric of the couch.
"yah, they need me on set, I'll call you when I get a chance. I miss you, and love you more than anything in this world." He said in a hurried tone, then soon the call ended, and Melissa let out a sigh.
She didn't understand how he got himself so wrapped around her finger... why she loved him and those damned curls so much.
