Here ~ Nick Robinson Fanfic ~

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We all walk into the hotel room, drenched in sweat. Gray, Bella and I share a room as Claire and Owen share the other. I look at the time 2:31am. My eyes droop as I look around the room, I remember leaving to go to the innovation center just a few hours ago. Thinking nothing of the situation, thinking nothing like what's happened today would ever happen at all.

"Go take a shower, Gray," I croak and he obliges, waking to the bathroom before stopping to get some different clothes.

"Thank you for everything Zach," he sniffles, wiping his nose on his dirty shirt. I nod, closing my eyes.

"I love you dude, go take a shower." I laugh and he giggles before turning, walking into the shower and closing the door. I look around, reaching to get my phone only to remember that it's broken and probably deep in the ocean along with the hybrids body. I look at myself in the mirror, my face is sweaty, smeared with dirt on the sides. My cheeks are rashed red from sweat and my shirts ripped and dirty. I run my fingers through my hair as I bend down, trying to relax when the door opens quietly. I look over and Isabella walks in, holding some of Claire's clothes that she let her borrow.

She closes the door, locking it before putting the clothes on the bed. I sit up and walk over to her before wrapping my arms around her, petting her hair, kissing the top of it.

"I'm so sorry about your dad, Bella," I plea and she shakes her head. She looks up at me, not getting out of the hug.

"It wasn't your fault, nothing to apologise for," she smiles and I put a strand of her hair behind her ear. I don't know what to say to her. Instead, I bend down slightly, putting my lips on hers. I wrap my arms tighter around her waist as she hooks them around my neck. It's a warm, soft kiss, I'm about to deepen the kiss when there's a knock at the door. She pulls away, leaving me with lingering passion. I stomp my foot playfully and she smiles back at me when she opens the door. Owen's there in new clothes and showered.

"Hey..." He says, knowing he was interrupting something but he comes in anyways, I roll my eyes and sit on the chair in the corner of the room.

"I wish I could've done something about your father. I wish I would've been there." He sits on the bed, clasping his hands together as he looks up at Bella sympathetically. Tears form in her eyes, her cheeks go red.

"It's not like you could've done anything," I want to comfort her, I want to give her a huge hug and let her just cry, "but it's just so sudden," she begins to sob. Owen sits up and engulfs her in a hug.

"I'm so sorry," I scratch my neck, staring awkwardly at them. I look away and start looking around in the room.

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Owen leaves and Isabella's face is puffy and red. She sits in a chair, dried tears on her face.

"Hey," I walk over to her, bending down in front of her, "I'm so so sorry about your dad. He must've been great if he raised someone as amazing as you," I tilt my head and she gives me a soft smile.

"He was pretty great," her voice is raspy from crying. I grab her hand and she looks up at me.

"So your gonna stay with Owen?" I ask and she nods, pulling a piece of her hair behind her ear.

"Yeah," she keeps her voice low. The bathroom door creaks open and Gray walks into the room with his dirty clothes and towel on his arm.

"Dude it took me like an hour to turn on the shower! It's complicated for no reason, and I kept getting freaked out bec-" he notices Bella and his face falls.

"What's wrong?" He pouts and walks over to her, dropping his towel. He runs over to her and she cracks a smile.

"Don't worry about it," she smiles at him and he wipes her tears, "I'm okay," her voice is shaky, she gulps.

"Isabella.." I begin but she shakes her head.

"It's fine, i-im gonna go take a shower," she sits up and moves past us, grabbing the clothes Claire gave her. Gray gives me a look.

"What?" I whisper and he crosses his arms.

"Did you even try?" He rolls his eyes and stands up straight.

"What the hells that supposed to mean?" I stand up and step in front of him.

"You just don't know how to communicate, your so," he claps his hands together, "stupid. Your just so stupid." He chuckles and I stare at him.

"Screw you, it's not my fault, I just didn't know what to say!" I frown and he shakes his head and flops on the bed.

"You suck," he goes under the covers and stares out the balcony.

"Oh wait, we should probably let Isabella sleep on her own bed so don't fall asleep!" I warn him and he groans.

"Just sleep with her," he spreads himself across the bed and my eyes go wide.

"W-what? No!" I refuse and he gives me another look.

"Fine whatever," he looks back towards to the wall. I groan and sit on the chair.

Today just fucking sucks.