Julie and the Phantoms imagines and prefrences

helping hand [Nick X Reader]

It was after school. I was in the music room I was strumming my guitar.
I was humming along to the song I was playing.
"A firm handshake?" I jump out of my skin, "sorry, didnt mean to scare you." Nick is standing in front of me.
"Well dont stop on account of me." He says.
I look back down at my guitar and continue playing.
"Do you sing?" He asks.
I dont say anything, "can you sing for me?"
I'm about to shake my head no when he smiles at me. I take a deep breath and strum my guitar.
Tell me something you never told before, before
I walk to the door I adore you I adore you
I'm about to sing the next part when I hear his voice ring clearly through the room in sharp contrast to my soft breathy one.
Smile with me and cry with me I'll never tell a soul
Hold my hand I'll squeeze it back.
And I'll never let go.
Dry you're tears up all your crying
You cannot fix me up my darlin'
We sing through the song. His eyes never leave me and my eyes never leave my guitar.
Oh oh ooh o-oh
Oh Oh ooh o-oh
The guitar gets louder and I force my self to look up at him.
Dont you lose hope the skys not falling
Please just listen cause I'll be calling
Stay with me just one more moment
I know you're in pain just please dont show it.
We're looking eachother in the eyes, our gazes never faltering. My fingers moving expertly over the strings of my guitar.
One more moment please
It's too late I'm afraid I have to leave
One more moment please
It's too late I'm afraid I have to leave
We sing through the rest of the song and when we finally finish I'm out of breath.
He gets up and starts walking away. He turns around and reaches his hand out to me.
"You coming?" He says.
I put my guitar in its case and pick up the case by the straps.
"Sure." I say quietly.
I walk by him out the door and he grabs my hand. He keeps up pace with me.
"You know you should do that more often."
I look at him questioningly.
"Sing." He clarifies.
Oh I mouth.
"Is there a reason you dont?"
"I just dont like to speak much." I say quietly.
"Why not?" He asks me as we make out of the doors to the school. The air moving around is sending my hair back.
I open my mouth to say something when I hear a voice say, "what took you so damn long? And who is this?"
I look over to see my uncle sitting in front of his car.
I wave goodbye to Nick and head towards the car.
Uncle Vincent hits me in the back of the head.
"I asked you a question and I expect an answer." He says sternly.
"I had to go to the music room. I left my guitar there. That's nick. He was just walking out with me." I say quietly, looking at the ground.
Vincent hits me on the side of my head.
"Look at me when I'm talking to you." He says.
I look up at him not quite meeting his eyes.
"Now when we get home you're gonna sit in your room quietly, I got a friend coming over and I dont need you interrupting us." I nod and start to get into the car.
"Answer me when I talk to you."
"Yes sir." I say quietly.
I'm about to get into the car when I feel someone grab my arm. At first I think its Vincent and my eyes fill with fear, but instead it's just nick.
"Come on." He says.
"What are you doing?" I whisper to him quietly.
He doesnt answer just walks away with me in tow.
"Hey! where do you think your going?"
He stalks up to me and hes about to grab my arm and drag me to the car when nick pulls me behind him.
"With all due respect sir I think that you should just go and see your friend." He puts emphasis on the last word.
Vincent grabs his jaw, but he doesnt falter.
"You better watch who your talking to boy, I've got half a mind to-"
"What is going on here?" I turn to see thine principal.
Vincent let's go of Nick's jaw and smiles at the woman.
"I was just-" vincent starts but I interupt him.
"Nick was trying to help me and Vincent got angry." I say.
Vincent turns to me and gives me al look that says you are in for it.
"And why did you need his help?"
"My uncle's not particularly kind to me." I say.
"I see."
"Sir I think it's in your best interest to let miss (y/l/n) be assisted by nick." Vincent starts to protest but she interrupts him again, "unless you want me to report you to child sevices." She finishes sternly.
"Whatever, I only do it for the check anyways." He goes back to us car and nick brings me to his.
I've known nick since the second grade.
We haven't talked in a few years. After my parents died I kind of just reverted into my shell. Didnt talk to anyone. I didnt tell anyone either.
"Why didnt you come to me?" Nick says.
"I didn't think it was an option. I didn't want to impose or make my problems your problems."
"I wish you had told me. I wish I hadn't let you drift away from me."
"I would have anyway." I say quietly.
He walks over to the passenger side and opens the door. He gestures for me to get in the car.
We start driving and I look at him, studying him.
"Where are we going?" I ask him.
"To my house." He states simply.
"Oh, no- i dont want to be a burden."
"Its fine. You wont be. My parents are out of town and you can stay in the spare bedroom. When your uncle goes to work tomorrow we'll go and get your clothes and things." He says.
I give him a small smile. We sit there for a moment. Him driving, me looking out the window.
My hands on the center console and he moves his so that it's over mine.
I jump at the contact and he looks at me for a quick second.
"Is that okay?" He asks.
I nod my head and smile.

Part two coming soon. Probably like tomorrow.