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Abigail

I walk out in a plain white tan top, jean shorts, and plain white Chuck Taylors. To add to the pretty much theme I also had on a pretty much jean jacket that was one size too big for me and pretty much socks. "Lookin good boys."

The boys were all wearing different kinds of merch, and Nick had the same outfit as me, but with a jacket that could fit him. Zion had on plain white shirt and black jeans. He had a pin stuck onto his shirt and another in hand. Brandon and Austin both wore white Pretty Much t-shirts and black jeans while Edwin wore a long sleeve, mustard yellow, turtleneck sweater. It had the word "Pretty Much" written across the collar.

"Uh Kaden? A word." I pull Kaden aside and hit his arm.

"Ow! What?"

"Why are Nick and I dressed the exact same?"

"Because there's a couples bundle..."

"You know I hate Nick. Why the hell would you match us?"

"Because he's the only one that could fit the other size." I roll my eyes and groan. "It won't be that bad, promise. Plus you're an actor, you can handle it."

"I hate you."

"No you don't, I'm amazing." I laugh and roll my eyes once more before leaving.

About an hour later

"Nicholas and Abby come on!"

"What?" Nick asks glancing up from his phone.

"You and Abby are up for the couples bundle." 

"No, there must be-"

"No mistake. Go on." Nick rolls his eyes as he walks over to me.

"Come on, get close! Act like you can stand each other, please?" Nick places his hands on my waist and pulls me close. My hands fall on his chest as he stares down at me. I stare at Nick with wide eyes as his eyes turn soft. They were a wonderful brown and I hated how they made my heart flutter.

"Oh great position." Kaden says. He snaps a few pictures before staring. I pull away, but Nick kept his hands on my waist. "How about... put your foreheads together." I walk closer to Nick and his grip tightens. He leans down placing his forehead on mine. I wrap my arms around Nick's shoulder loosely and tabgle on of my hands in his hair. Kaden walks over and moves around my hair before backing away.

"I'm sorry." Nick says quietly. I'm startled by his sudden quiet voice.

"For what, exactly?" I ask thinking about everything he's ever done.

"For what I said back at the house. I-I was out of line and... and I never meant to make you cry."

"Nick pull her closer." Kaden says. I glare over at Kaden and he just smiles.

"It's fine Nick."

"No it's not. I was upset and being a dick."

"Why were you upset?"

"I-I..." Nick takes in a deep breath closing his eyes "I don't want you to get hurt again."

"What?" 

"The last two guys that have walked into your life have been compete assholes. They didn't respect you for who you were and didn't care about you. What if this guy does the same?" Nick opens his eyes and I could see

"Then we'll have to see. But, never bring this conversation up to anyone, alright?" I look over at Kaden and he motions me to smile. I do so and look back at Nick. Nick smiles softly at me as his eyes wander my face. They land on my lips for a split second before meeting my eyes once more.

"How about a kiss?" Kaden asks. I glare over at him and he had a smirk written on his face.

"Yea!" Zion shouts.

"Zion." Nick says

"Nah, go ahead. I think it'll be a great picture." Brandon says crossing his arm with a small smile on his face. I look back at Nick and his eyes seemed cloudy if that was even possible.

"Do you actually wanna do this?" I ask. Nick looks down at my lips and smirks. 

"I mean, it wouldn't mean anything, right? You've kissed tons of people. I mean you're an ac-" I roll my eyes not wanting to hear Nick anymore. I place my lips on Nick's and I hear everyone cheer. Nick kisses back and pulls me close. I feel him try to slip his tongue into my mouth and I accept. His wet tongue travels my mouth and I hold back a moan. My body curves against Nick's and his hand slips lower on my back. The room around us seems to slip away as we kissed. Every sound disappeared, all I could feel was Nick. 

I loved it.

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