Alleyway BxB

XXIX (Nicholas)

SATURDAY, 27 OCTOBER
MARCELLO LOCKHEART

Would I be conceited if I took another bathroom mirror selfie in my towel?

Nah. It isn't like anyone expected better from me, anyway.

Just one more.

Looking down at the series of photos in my camera roll, I rolled my eyes at myself. Maybe I was a little bit of a douche, but I didn't look bad at all.

These could be Nathan material for later.

Before picking up my shirt, I skimmed through all the photos and kept the best looking one. I posted it to my story and went on to changing.

The closer we got to our big day, I couldn't help but feel a little giddy inside. I hadn't felt this way since my first serious relationship with Nick a few years ago when I was clueless about dating. I was so nervous back then, I remember shaking from being nervous. I wasn't shaking now but I sure was excited.

I wondered if Nathan was too. What was he doing now and what was he thinking about? I hoped it was about me.

I hung up my towel before opening the door. An early dinner didn't sound too bad; maybe we could order something from room service-

"Are you a fucking idiot?" Nick exclaimed.

I winced. Confused, I didn't know what he was on about, but he looked serious. Corbyn was next to him on the bed and he didn't look happy either. It was that scolding look that he gave me whenever I fucked up or disappointed him. Right now, though. I couldn't think of anything I did wrong. "What did I do this time?"

Nick rambled something in Spanish and was probably cursing. "You never told Nathan that we used to date," he groaned, his hands flew to his face. He fell backwards into Corbyn who was scrolling through Nick's phone. "He's going to kill me. He's going to fucking kill me. He's going to kill you. He's going to kill both of us."

"Were you not going to tell him? I thought you already told him," Corbyn shook his head.

At least that answered my question. I fucked up and he was disappointed.

Fuck.

I forgot that I kept Nick a secret from the media. I was so used to everyone being so involved in my dating history that I never thought to regurgitate it.

Nick snatched his phone and he was clearly sweating. He held his breath as he started typing with incredulous speed. "I need to talk to him. He probably thinks I've been having threesomes with the both of you every night."

As far-fetched as it sounded, he was probably close to the truth. "How did he find out?" I asked. Corbyn held up a finger as he typed away on his phone. I got on the bed to look over, but Nick jerked away from me.

"Dear God, Cello. Don't even go near me until you fix this shit."

I frowned but my heart began to pound. "Tell me what happened. Did you two tell him by accident?"

"Sarah told him," Corbyn said.

I nearly threw up right then and there. Out of all the people who could have told him, it just had to be her. "How the hell did she tell him?"

"Why don't you take a look at this piece of work?" Corbyn passed me his phone and the thumbnail didn't look good at all. It was Sarah standing in front of Nathan.

The title was even worse.

'Sarah Adams tells Marcello Lockheart's boyfriend Nathan Covington about Marcello's old relationship with co-star Nicholas Martinez'