Nick Jonas's New Assistant

Part Fifteen (*smut warning*)

After last night Nick and I stayed out for a while, just enjoying our time off and enjoying each other's company. We came back to the bus around 3:30 in the morning, we pretty much went right to sleep but it was certainly nice getting to sleep in Nick's bed and not the bunk, and even nicer getting to spend the night in Nick's arms without anything holding me back, nothing making me feel nervous or bad about it. I just got to feel comfortable, and safe, and loved. It was truly amazing.

The next morning, I was awoken by a sweet kiss being planted on my lips. My eyes fluttered open to see Nick, I smiled sweetly at him, lifting a hand to wipe some of the sleepiness from my eyes.

"Good morning, cutie." Nick spoke softly

I grinned at him before moving a little closer, this time planting a proper kiss to his lips. "Good morning, handsome."

"You haven't changed your mind about loving me, have you?" He asks jokingly

I laugh, shaking my head and brushing some hair off of his forehead. "Nope, I definitely haven't changed my mind. Have you changed yours?"

He smiles and shakes his head, "Trust me, I have not changed my mind."

"Good." I grin and this time move to push Nick down onto the bed, sliding myself on top of him and pressing sweet kisses all over his face. His cheeks, his forehead, his nose, his lips, anywhere I can.

He laughs, letting me kiss him like this only for a few seconds before his hands reach up and place themselves on my cheeks, keeping my head still, pressing yet another kiss to my lips. This time it's a little longer and our tongues dart out into each other. Both of our breathes quicken and my hips push themselves into his, my fingers wrap themselves around the fabric of my shirt and I tug it about halfway up my body before a knocking on the door startles me, my fingers dropping the fabric intertwined into them.

"Wake up, sleepy head's, we have shit to do." It's Blake's voice. My eyes flick over to the clock and I see its 12:45, fuck. I really do have so much shit to do, especially since the show is tonight.

Nick and I both laugh a bit, but he finally answers, "Okay okay, we're coming."

I look down at Nick, still not moving off of him. There is one thing I totally forgot to think about, the boys. Are they going to be mad? Upset? Weirded out?

"Shit, they obviously know I'm in here, are they going to be mad?" I ask Nick, worry dripping from my words.

He chuckles a bit at my question, shaking his head and placing his hands firmly on my hips to lift me up and off of him, moving off of the bed shortly after. "Definitely not. I have been telling them how much I love you for months, if anything they are going to be so fucking excited."

Nick's words send a feeling of relief over my whole body. I am so glad to hear that. I care about all those boys so much I wouldn't want them to feel upset in anyway. I nod my head at Nick, watching him as he lifts his shirt up and over his head, tossing it into a dirty clothes basket.

"I've been in love with you for months too." I speak loudly, I want to make sure he hears me. I want him to know how much I meant that 'I love you' last night, how long that 'I love you' has been wanting to leave my mouth. I can tell my words catch him a little off guard. He is in the middle of unbuttoning his jeans, but he stops, looking at me. Our eyes stay on each other for a few seconds before I finally see a small frown fall over his lips.

"Why did you wait so long to tell me? You know how I felt the whole time (Y/N)." His words come out in a mix of hurt and anger.

His frown and his words make my heart ache. I hate that I caused him any pain at all. "Nick... I was scared. I am your assistant, you are my best friend. If this doesn't work out my whole life as I know it would be turned upside down, and that was extra scary since this is the happiest I have ever been." My words come out soft, like I don't want anything to come out in the wrong way, to be taken the wrong way.