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A.N.-This is cheesy as fuck and also pretty short but I tried my best. Quick warning there's a slight nod toward being suicidal but it's really not discussed that much. Also there's a burp in here lmao
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The stars dotted the sky like little diamonds smiling down at you from the blackness of the heavens and the moon showed her full zaftig face that night as you laid out on the hood of Nick's car. The two of you had been together almost a year now and you found yourself wondering how he put up with you. You could hardly put up with yourself after all. Yet he stayed and he never seemed to falter.
The conversation had hit a lull and the silence began seeping comfortably in. The hum of crickets surrounded you and for a moment you simply rested your eyes. Your hand reached out absentmindedly and found Nick's. Your fingers curled around each other as your palms hugged.
"Sometimes I think I'd like to leave," you found yourself saying. It had started off as a weak thought that floated occasionally around in your skull, but lately it'd been gaining strength to the point where it had to be verbalized.
"London?" Nick asked. He dropped your hand causing your eyes to pop open. You turned to find him propped up on an elbow watching you intently with furrowed brows and curious glimmering eyes.
"Earth," you replied, closing your eyes once more, "it's loud here."
"Well...it's not terribly loud right now," Nick said.
"It is if you think about it though. Once you let this wash away it's always loud," you explained to him.
"Darling, I hate to admit that you're frightening me a bit right now," Nick said. The warmth of his fingertips brushed over your cheek as you tried to formulate a coherent sentence in reply.
"I'm sorry."
"No, no, don't apologize. Just tell me what's wrong," he said.
"I guess-I guess I've just been feeling overwhelmed lately. Everything is moving too fast and I can't seem to slow it down," you explained.
"I understand," Nick said, barely above a whisper. You gazed over at him as he began to reposition himself over top of you. You spread your legs to accommodate him and relaxed at the familiarity of his warm weight over top of you. He brushed his thumb over your cheekbone, leaning in so that your noses brushed. His lips hovered mere millimeters from your and his hot breath washed over you.
"What if we stopped for the next few days. I won't go into the studio and we can just stay home together and go on little adventures. No one else, nice and slow and quiet," Nick suggested. You nodded quick, reaching out to wrap your arms around his neck drawing him in for a long awaited kiss. His lips enveloped yours as he held you steady. His facial hair tickled your cheeks and your upper lip but you didn't mind one bit. Nick pulled away suddenly and grinned widely down at you, there was something a bit wonderfully wild in his eyes.
