Dog Tags

Chapter 37

Quinn's POV

The movie fest has now turned into a mini frat party. Chris and Alexa Harmon are making out on the couch and I have to say that it is getting very sexual between them, I am sitting on Emery's lap and I have to say that I feel good right now and I am happy to see my friends having a good time, Nick is playing some drinking game with Reed and Chaz, Anthony is playing the role of DJ and is doing a fantastic job, and Tiffany and Clay Hayes are dancing with each other, but if you call what they are doing dancing then I have been dancing all wrong all these years. 

I place my head on Emery's shoulder and as I do he wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me closer to him. "You okay?" He asks and instead on answering him I just nod my head, "I think that last drink from the purple cooler really did a number on me." I giggle as I try to stand up but right away find myself stumbling, "Your drunk Quinn." Emery says standing up and steadying me on my feet, "I am not, I haven't had that much to drink." My words slurring as I talk which for some reason gets Emery to laugh, "I think you have had enough partying for the night." Emery finishes his drink then places the plastic cup down the end table,

Let's get you up to bed." Emery tries to help me but I am so stubborn that I pull away from him wanting to prove to him that I am no drunk, "I can do it on my own." I snap at Emery as I start stumbling around the living room but I do make it into the kitchen even though I am bumping into everything. Just when I make it to the bottom of the staircase I feel a pair of arms wrap around me, "Don't even think about trying to walk up those stairs in your condition Little Dove."I roll my eyes knowing that Scottish accent anywhere.

"I don't need anyone's help, and that goes double for you." I take one step and I lose my footing but before I can hit the stone staircase Nick manages to catch me, "I think that is a clear sign that you need help." Nick scoops me into his arms bridal style and starts walking up the stairs. Nick takes me to my room and gently places me on my bed before taking off his pinstriped jacket and throwing it onto the sofa chair, "What are you doing?" I ask slowly sitting up onto the bed just as Nick sits down on the sofa chair, "Your drunk and need someone to watch you." Nick remarks keeping his back to me, "I will be fine Mr. Nasty Attitude." I snap at him but Nick ignores me and leans back on the chair,

"I don't need a babysitter Nick, just go back downstairs and have your fun." I groan as I get the sudden feeling to vomit, and as fast as I can I rush off the bed and into the bathroom getting a little on me but just making it to the toilet in time. I hate throwing up no matter the reason, but I feel Nick grab my hair holding it back for me, "You really are a lightweight." I look at him with a killer glare as I flush the toilet and grab my toiletry bag and pull out my tooth brush and tooth paste.

"I am never drinking like this again." I mumble as Nick chuckles leaning against the doorway, "That is what everyone says their first drinking, and no many stick to it." I finish up brushing my teeth before noting the small amount of puke on my outfit, "I need to change." Nick doesn't move which gets me to think that he didn't understand the hint. "Get out, I need to change." I flat out tell him getting Nick to look at me with an expression of are you for real, "I have seen the female body before Quinn." I death glare at him, "I don't care Nick." Nick steps out of the bathroom and closes the door.

I take my dress off and put it a plastic bag from under the sink, but I soon notice that all my stuff is in the main part of the bedroom, I open the door to see Nick sitting on the bed, "Nick I need my bag with my clothes in it."Without a word, Nick stands up off the bed and takes off his black shirt and hands it to me, "Put this on, it should be big enough on you." It is my turn to give Nick the same look that he gave me moments ago. "I don't want that, I want my bag." Nick places his hand on the side of the door and lowers himself to my level, "It is not like you haven't wore my clothes before, I remember giving you a certain black hoodie that I haven't seen since." My cheeks flush red as I think of that exact hoodie that is currently in my closet.

Instead of standing in the bathroom in my bra and panties arguing with Nick I snatch the shirt out of his hand and close the door. I slip the black shirt over my head and to my surprise Nick wasn't wrong, his shirt falls to the start of my knees, I open the door and walk out with Nick giving me a sly smirk, "The reason I gave you my shirt is because I don't care what happens to that one,that way if you puke again you don't have to worry about ruining anymore of your clothes." I climb back into bed baffled about how thoughtful Nick is being towards me tonight. "If you are determined to stay, you don't need to sleep on the sofa chair." Nick raises an eyebrow at me as I scoot over in the bed, "You could always climb in with me." The look on Nick's face is one of several conflicting emotions all at once,

"I am okay here, and believe me I have slept on worse." I sigh getting out of my bed again walking over to Nick, "I sleep next to all my friends, it is no big deal Nick." Nick's deep blue eyes look at me and I feel myself getting lost in them, "It wouldn't be a big deal to you Quinn, but to me it would be." I huff out a breath of air grabbing his hand, "I want you there next to me, it will give me peace of mind knowing you're not laying on this." Nick look from me then to my hand and finally back to me. Before Nick can say anything, I pull his hand bringing him to the bed. "We can watch some TV if it will make you less uncomfortable." Nick gives into me and lays down on bed,

"Why are you being nice to me? You are normally avoiding me and scolding me." I sigh laying on the other side of the bed turning over to face him as I hand him the remote. "I guess that I since you are willing to spend your night taking care of me, then I supposed I can at least meet you halfway and try to be thankful."Nick slightly nods his head turning on the TV. I find myself staring at Nick who is watching the TV and fidgeting with the necklace around his neck thinking to myself of how natural this feels, and how safe I feel knowing that Nick is right there beside me.

"Nick, what would you think if I told you that I could see us as friends." Nick turns his attention away from the TV and onto me. "I thought we were friends?" I shake my head scooting closer to him, "I mean like us hanging out and spending actually time with one another just you and I." Nick smiles a small smile pushing the hair out of my face, "I think this is something we should talk about when you are in a more coherent state of mind Little Dove." I have to say that I am starting to like that little nickname Nick gave to me, and I nod my head catching Nick by surprise as I place my head on bare chest and the sound of his heart beat puts me right to sleep.