The Help
Immet's POV
My mom has been in a bad housing situation for the past couple of years.
I hate to see her in it and I go to see her almost everyday. I'm just trying to do the best a daughter could you know?"Baby I wanna go."
Nick says and I shake my head in disapproval."No Nick! I don't want you getting spotted out there."
I shoot my eyes to his figure."This is part of my life to Immet! She needs us. She needs you. But I'm not comfortable with you one, you going out there alone and two, telling me I can't help."
Nick looks around in the closet as I lean against the dresser looking away from him and into the mirror."I don't want you to be seen Nick."
"I don't care if I'm seen! Immet every time I leave this house or you leave there is paparazzi and media waiting. They watch you as much as they watch me."
Nick rushes out and I hear him move around. He comes up behind me wrapping his arms around my waist."Immy I don't want you to feel like you need to hide this from me. There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Shit happens and unfortunately it did. But this is my life with you right?"
He trails off."Right."
I agree.Nick's POV
"Okay so let me in. Let me help. That's my future mother-in-law you know?"
I say and place my chin on her shoulder looking into the mirror as she smiles to herself."Nick I want to find her a place but I don't want to bother you with it because of the album."
Immet mumbles and I roll my eyes turning her around by her waist."Baby I already did that."
I say and she just stares at me.Immet's POV
He. Got. A. Place. For. My. Mom.
Nick got a place for my mom.
Nick really did that?
How would he do that without me noticing?
I would've caught up to him.Nick's POV
She hasn't said anything.
I'm a little scared.
I wonder how she is going to react.
Hopefully it's a good thing because she gets to decorate it with her mom."Baby......when did you do that?"
She asks as I look down at her leaning body."I got it not so long ago. Like 1 month ago so I could get it fixed up. I had to go in and repaint the walls but I forgot to do something."
I watch for her reaction that still hasn't shown."Baby you didn't have to do that."
She mumbles shaking her head before looking down."I actually did need to do it. I told you once this fling took off in high school I would always support you and your needs. I told you once this ring went on your finger I promised to never stop loving you."
I take her hand and a weak smile appears on her face."And when this ring went on your finger."
I take her engagement ring finger and pulled it straight out connecting it to my bare chest."You would give your all for me even if it was your life....."
Immet says softly."That's right."
I smile and she bites her bottom lip before placing her hand fully onto my chest."I'm too lucky to have you. I honestly don't deserve you Nick."
She lays her head on my shoulder."I should be the one praising you Miss Soon To Be Mara. You have no idea how much you have done for me and what you do for me."
She takes her head off my shoulder and stands up straight before pushing me backwards.I walk until my legs hit the bed and sit. Immet places her knees on both sides of me and sits on my lap. I place my hands on her thighs and look up into her wondering eyes. She trails her hands from my core up my naked chest around the side on my neck before cupping my face and looking into my eyes.
Immet sighs as she takes every structure of my face in. I look at the curve of her cheeks and her slightly chapped lips that I love so much. Her natural glow is my favorite part and her dimples. Eventually I connect my eyes back to hers and she looks for a second before we both start laughing.
"What you looking at?"
I ask as she composes herself and she wraps an arm around my neck before shaking her head and smiling.Immet's POV
"I'm so lucky to have this man infront of me. This work of God sent to me. Honestly I don't know where I would be without him. He has done so much for me. From basically taking me in when I was alone to giving me the honor of dating him in high school and now....look at us....at him....at me. I'm engaged and I'm so fucking estatic to carry his last name soon. The things everyone said I couldn't do I did do....wow....."
I sit and look at his face in awe."You spoke out loud babygirl."
I snap back into reality."I'm sorry baby what did you say?"
I ask and he chuckles."Baby you spoke out loud. I heard everything. I'm 'fucking estatic you get to carry my last name too."
I smile and laugh as he pecks my lips."Okay let's get this show on the road."
Nick stands up carrying me before turning back to the bed and setting me down softly and walking to the closet."We're wearing blue, gold, and white that alright with you?"
He peeks his head out of the walk in closet."You can never go wrong with school colors babe."
I answer as he smiles and turns back around."You can't go wrong with anything. You look amazing in everything babe."
He complements and walks out the closet with the clothes while watching me blush.Nick's POV
I really love this human being.
Like I take her very seriously.
I want to hear about everything.
I want to be there for every step.
I want a family.
I am probably the most blessed on Earth."Okay so all I got was our blue windbreakers with the gold and white stripes. White jeans and yes I got the shoes."
I answer before she can ask and she laughs as I roll my eyes."The blue ones?"
Immet asks and sits up.
I point to the front of the closet."The blue ones."
I answer and she stands on her knees and walks on the bed over to me wrapping her arms around my neck.She connects out lips and I set my hands on her hips. She grabs my face as she slows the now open mouth kissing. The sound of our lips are heard and little bits of laughter. I peck her lips and she smiles.
"I love you."
Immet says smiling and pecking my lips."I love you too."
I kiss her and sigh.Author:
There will be a part 2 for the main plot introduced at the beginning. How do you guys feel about this one? Has anyone ever had to deal with a tough living situation? Please share if you are comfortable this is a safe place.