Wait

chapter 10

Nick

I closed the magazine as Luke's rental car pulled up in front of the hotel where Harper and I once shared a room.

"You're gonna be okay?"

I nodded and he gave me a side hug.

"Good luck. If you have make-up s*x I want every detail!"

Harper

Having Nick standing in front of my hotel door sobered me up instantly. It had only been a little over two months, but he looked so different. His hair didn't have much dye in it. and it was longer and scruffier. His eyes didn't have the same shine they had before he left, but they weren't dull.

Along with the hints of stubble on his chin, I noticed that Nick matured over the past two months.

Without him.

I couldn't help myself from tearing up as I looked at my ex-boyfriend.

"You're here," was the first thing I said, "Ni come in."

Nick walked in and shut the door before immediately writing.

It's Nick to you.

"Why?"

Only people close to me call me Ni. Harper you're so distant you're on another planet. You're 21 years old, drinking your days away over what?

"You. You because you're the only thing I regret screwing up."

And you try to fix it by doing the thing that messed us up in the first place?

"Nick Eleanor spiked my drink--"

No no don't tell me that she did it god Harper take responsibility for what you did already. Stop being a p***y to me, tell it straight to my face and be a man already.

I stopped talking as Nick cradled his head in his hands, beginning to cry.

Harper I came here to break it off officially or hear a solid apology. I didn't fly all the way to America in less than twenty-four hours just so you could tell me the same damn story. I'm leaving.

"No no you wait."

I pushed Nick against the wall and used all my strength to keep him pinned.

"You're right. I'm an absolute coward. And you wanna know something? I hate myself every day for it. Nick I let you walk away and the only reason I've been drinking so much is because I cannot stop thinking about you. That night was a mistake. Loosing you was a mistake I regret every day. But this time? This time I'm ready for everything. Give me everything this time Nick, we can start over and the second time around will be the best, because god Ni I love you so much--"

Nick cut me off when his lips met mine harshly. My hands released from the wall and I reached down to hold his small waist.

"I love you..." I whispered, "we'll get it right this time, m'ready to run."

Nick

"I'm going to buy you a million palaces," Harper whispered in my ear, his nose lightly nuzzling my hair. Included with his apology, he promised a night of endless cuddling and my favorite scented candles (apple cinnamon).

I nodded and kissed Harper's bare chest,

"And as many candles as you want."

I looked up at him and wrote in my notebook (I had dug it up and began writing in it again),

As many as I want?

"Yes," he chuckled before lifting me onto his lap, "any number for the only princess in my life."

I smiled as he kissed me again that night. I have to admit, I really did miss Harper. He did a terrible thing but it doesn't seem to bother me now.

We're back together now and regardless of the past I missed being in his arms.

texts: Nick and luke - night

L: you sure you'll be fine in his hotel room

N: he's learned from his mistakes, trust me.

L: i trust you, i don't trust him yet.

Harper

"Baby," I whined, "Faster..."

Nick came running from the 'kitchen' with an overflowing bottle of champagne and I cheered.

"I can't get them open and no one else seems to anyway."

Nick rolled his eyes and jumped on the bed, spilling some of the drink on me.

"Hey!"

He smiled and shakily poured two glasses for us.

"Nick is this the honeymoon phase? Is this why we're drinking champagne at 11AM?"

Nick shrugged and took a long sip from his wine glass.

"I don't know how I've been able to control myself around you..." I whispered, "Are you alright? Yknow, with spending this much time with me?"

Nick nodded and I gave him a quick peck on the forehead.

"I love you..."

Love you more.

magazine article #4

Harper O'Neil HAPPY AGAIN?!

Well not a lot happened over the past two days; EXCEPT FOR Harper O'Neil WITH A SOBER SMILE ON HIS FACE!

HOW?!

Well guess who we spotted again? That's right, Harper's 'bonito' blonde buddy Nick Judge has been spotted entering and leaving Harper's hotel. Twice.

Hey Nick and Harper shippers, coincidence much?

Nick

"Eleanor is coming now, are you sure you want to see her?" Harper asks me again. I nod and continue to gel up my hair, a new thing I began doing.

The b***h needs to know what she did to me; and feel bad about it.

texts: Harper and eleanor - afternoon

E: comin soon bby! i love you!

H: k

Harper

"Harper bab--"

Eleanor got one good look at Nick and her entire demeanor changed.

"Hello to you too darling." I drawled out, annoyed.

"What is he doing here? I thought we already took out the trash--"

Nick got up almost immediately but I stopped him.

"No, you stay," I said, "You Eleanor have been tormenting Nick just because he's my boyfriend."

"He was your ex two days ago..." she muttered.

"Because of a mistake that I made; letting you and Modest!Management manipulate my life."

"Harper this is for the best. Being gay is so wrong it's just...ick."

"You're acting like a conceited b***h. Don't you see? Your opinion is fueled with idiocy. Everyone is coming out now, Tim Cook, the Apple CEO, football players, this is a revolution for gay celebrities. Get it through your damn head; I'm gay and I love Nick Judge."

Eleanor immediately lunged at Nick and I couldn't reach her before she clawed at his cheek.

"Get away from him!" I shouted.

"Harper?"

I turned around immediately to see Luke staring at the scene in front of him.

"Luke it--"

"Eleanor f*****g Clader," he growled, "you did it with Luke and Ashton, it isn't happening again, not to my best friends."

Luke was on Eleanor's back, pulling at her hair and I pulled Nick away from them to check on his cheek.

"You alright baby?"

He nodded and I kissed his bruise.

"Let me pull our your weave b***h!" Luke screamed. There was a crash and I turned around to see them crashing into the table.

"Celebrity w***e!"

"Gay faggot!"

"Gold-digging prostitute!"

"c**k sucker!"

"At least I get laid without getting paid!"

Nick and I try to separate them, but it's too late; hotel security is already knocking on my door.