Angel (Nick Jonas)

Chapter 6-Bedtime

After the midnight kisses, I invited Nick in. Kicking my heels off, I felt his gaze on me.
"I feel like you wanted this to happen by inviting me here tonight?" Nick teased as I got out a beer and a bottle of wine for myself.
"Maybe? Can't complain, can I?" I asked, smiling as he leaned over the counter and took the beer.
I poured the wine as he went and sat on the couch. I opened the door to the dining room, allowing Pepsi to run out. I followed suit, taking my blazer off then sitting next to Nick.

Pepsi was nuzzled against his lap as he pulled me closer, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. The German Shepard almost immediately fell back asleep as I smiled. I could get used to this. I leant my head on Nick's shoulder, feeling his grip move down to my waist.
"Guess that spare room won't be used?" I asked looking up at him as he smirked.
"Not like that Nicholas!" I told him, laughing slightly.
"If that's what you want, I don't mind?" He asked after his laughs died down.
"Of course I don't mind. I think we should go to bed before I get another glass of wine" I said, standing up.

Pepsi looked up at the movement, wagging her tail. I hadn't even noticed I'd drained the glass.
"I think you're an alcoholic" Nick said, moving the baby dog to the side and standing.
"I could be?" I said from the kitchen, dumping the glass in the sink as the Jonas brother left his by the counter to be thrown in the recycling in the morning.

Escaping to my bedroom, Pepsi jumped onto the bed and lay down for the night.
"Liz?" Nick called softly as I turned to face him.
He walked forwards, taking my hand in his.
"Whats wrong?" I asked, immediately fearing the worst.
Did he regret the kiss? Agreeing to that date? He could clearly see the worry in my eyes as he cupped my cheek, his thumb rubbing reassuringly.
"I should've asked earlier...will you be my girlfriend?" He asked softly as I let out a breath I didn't realise I was holding.
"God yes" I muttered, connecting our lips again.
I could feel Nick's smile against my lips as he pulled me closer.

"I'm gonna go change" I said as he let me out of his hold.
"Alright. I guess I'm just wearing my boxers?" He asked as I grabbed a vest and some shorts from the draw.
"You rarely sleep in anything other than that really" I told him as he shrugged.

When I came out the bathroom, Nick was in my bed, idly on his phone. I hung my dress up, climbing in next to the singer. Luckily, he knew my side of the bed and went opposite. He reached over, turning my light off then bringing his arm around my waist as we faced each other.
"What made you suddenly do this?" I asked.
"Nat messaged me last night. Something about taking tonight as a chance to confess? It got me thinking...nobody is getting any younger. Why deny something we both have been feeling for so long?" He questioned as I smiled.
"I sometimes forget how romantic you are with words" I replied, making circles on his arm absentmindedly.
"I try" he answered.

Sensing that was the end of the conversation, I moved on my other side, finding it more comfortable as nick pulled me against his chest so we were spooning. He made me feel so much more protected and loved. I just wanted this to last.

Tone Skip
I woke up to the sun against my eyes, the bed empty. I looked around, noticing Nick's clothes still in the floor. Wasn't a dream then. Getting up, I slipped my red dressing gown on and went to the kitchen. Upon entering, I saw Nick making some breakfast as Pepsi sat at his feet and watched, begging for food.
"Morning" I mumbled, sitting on the stool by the island.
From here, I got a prefect view of Nick, cooking without a shirt on.
"Morning...sleep well?" He asked, leaning over the counter and kissing me.
"Never better. I think it was Pepsi. She was really cuddly last night" i teased as he rolled his eyes.
"Yeah? Was it the dog who was kissing you last night?" He asked as I rested my chin against my hand.

"Could've been. I was in an alcoholic daze" I replied, putting emphasis on his comment last night.
He chuckled in response, placing some breakfast and a coffee in front of me.
"Hopefully it's good" he said, coming to sit next to me.
I tried it and it wasn't that bad. Some bacon, toast, eggs. For Nick, this is some Gordon Ramsey stuff.
"It's wonderful" I told him, kissing his cheek.