i can't stop remembering...

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(Nick's pov)

"Please tell me I'm not the only one that saw that shit on Hardin's neck?" I ask everyone once Addison goes to her room with Hardin.

"What do you mean?" Elom asks.

"I saw it too!" Izzy says.

"Thank you," I say. "I thought I might have been going crazy, but the man clearly has hickies all over his neck."

"It could have been Addison," Zion says.

"The hickies look like they've been there for awhile," I say. "They weren't new hickies."

"Do you think he's cheating?" Edwin asks.

"I don't know," I say. "It seems like it."

"Why wouldn't he cover them up someway?" Elom asks, "Was he born yesterday?"

I chuckle, "Apparently."

"So do we tell Addison?" Edwin asks.

"I think we should wait until we know for sure," I say. "I don't want to assume something and then piss her off."

"How are we supposed to actually find out?" Izzy asks. "He's going back to New York tonight."

"I have a friend," I say. "Who happens to live with Mr Hardin."

"Huh?" Zion asks.

"There is this guy that I met last year. We talked for a bit and hung out for awhile. We don't talk much anymore, but he lives with Hardin now. I can contact him and get him to keep an eye out for me."

"He's probably friends with Hardin," Edwin says. "He probably wouldn't do that, would he?"

"He said a couple weeks ago he hates it in New York and wanted to leave anyways," I say. "He will do it for me."

"What's his name?" Izzy asks.

"Austin."

***

"Hey man," I say.

"What's good, bro? How is California treating you all?"

"It's going great," I say. "We just found a place for our small little gang we are starting. Everyone is pretty excited about it, but what about you? How's New York?"

He sighs, "It's whatever. I'm getting really annoyed living here. I just feel like there is nothing here for me. I can't even get a decent job."

"I'm sure you will," I say. "How is living with the boys?"

"Right now its not so great. We all got into an argument and nobody has talked for days."

"You might as well just leave. Come to Cali, you can live with us," I say jokingly.

"Seriously? You would let me?"

"I mean if you want," I say. "But I didn't think you would actually want to leave."

"Trust me, I do."

I chuckle, "Well let me talk to everyone and I'll for sure call you back about it. I'm sure they won't care."

"I know the boys will be pissed, but I don't care at this point."

"I understand, man," I sigh. "But I do have a favor to ask from you."

"Yea, what's up?" I smile to myself because Austin has always been so kind and so willing to help me. I know he will do this for me.