Trustworthy | NICK CARTER FANFICTION

Part 3

— March 6th 1995 5:46 PM —

Ida's POV

I woke up, breathing in the air. A beeping sound next to me started to go louder and I shot a glance at it. Suddenly a nurse barged in. I started hyperventilating, though she injected me with something. I fell to the bed again. I spoke to her in an unknowing, exhausted tone.

Me: "What happened?.."

Nurse: "You were hit by a shelving unit filled with winebottles. Luckily your friend was there to take care of you. You're very lucky to have him."

Me: "Who?"

Nurse: "Let me get him quickly."

She exited the room, and I yawned. Suddenly the injection started having its effects on me. I began feeling drunk, and I couldn't really find a balance between up and down. My eyes twitched to the door, and a familiar face appeared.

Me: "Hey. You're that.."

I hesitated and waited for him to come closer. He sat down by my bed. I put my index finger on his nose.

Me: "Player boy."

Nick: "Yeah, I suppose that's me. How are you feeling?"

Me: "Honestly?"

He nodded. I gazed up at the lamp, raised my arms and let them fall limp to the bed.

Me: "A bit drunk."

He chuckled slightly and I stared at his face.

Me: "Did you save me?"

Nick: "Yeah, but I got to you a bit late. The shelf had already hit you when I lifted it off you."

Me: "Thank you hero guy."

I stared at him with a smile, and he smiled back.

Nick: "Do you remember anything from the incident?"

Me: "Oh you mean our little kiss? I remember that."

Nick: "What did you feel?"

Me: "Sparks. Your bad boy vibes turn sober-me on. And drugged-me for that sake."

Nick: "Well so I was right."

He looked a bit away, with a satisfied smile on his face.

Me: "What are you smiling at."

I pointed at his face in a childish way, and frowned at him.

Nick: "Pure happiness. And victory."

Me: "Victory? Damnit, I promised sober-me not to be your trophy."

Nick: "What do you think sober-you will say when she comes back?"

Me: "I think she'll be really pissed with me. And probably lie about her feelings. That bitch is not gonna let you win this easily."

Nick: "I can take on a challenge."

Me: "Now enough about sober-me and drugged-me, what did you feel, player boy?"

Nick: "Something I haven't felt before."

Me: "Is that a good thing?"

Nick: "Yeah.. I don't know."

Me: "It better be. Sober-me is gonna be so angry with me for telling you about her feelings."

Nick: "Then tell sober-you that I'm flattered."

Me: "Will do."

I winked at him in a childish way, and he winked back in a more mature way.

— March 10th 1995 12:00 AM —