N.S.

chapter 18

Harper

We were in the middle of The Perks of Being a Wallflower (Nick's favourite movie) when he turned around and began to marvel at my shirtless body. He began to trace some tattoos with his finger, and he asked me a couple times what a specific one meant.

Speaking of that, Nick tapped my shoulder and held up the same question written in his notebook.

What about this one Harper?

He pointed to the one on my right bicep, the pirate ship. It was right next to the knot.

"My friend Luke and I have matching tattoos," I chuckled, "The i***t has sacrificed his life to some boy band and wanted me to be the other half of his tattoo masterpiece. So I let him, considering he's my best friend."

I've never met this Luke boy you speak of...

"Just haven't mentioned him." I smirked, "want to meet up with him tomorrow?"

He nodded and I kissed his lips.

"It's a date. I'll tell him tomorrow."

texts: afternoon

3:14 PM

NEXT DAY

H: lou said we can come by whenever. he really wants to meet you.

N: he does?

H: i may have mentioned you a couple times.

N: oh :c

H: i also told him about your dirty mouth last night. he wants all the details from you.

N: why me?

H: because i'm still absolutely speechless.

N: is that good or bad?

H: you just come packed with surprises and i f*****g love it.

N: thanks Harper c:

H: anytime princess

N: so what time should we head over?

H: i'm thinking now?

N: isn't it a bit short notice to just show up at his door? right after you talked to him?

H: you could always give me another blow-job...you know to tack off some time.

N: hm...i'm too sleepy to give you a blow-job right now.

H: then take a nap dammit

N: Harper O'Neill you inconsiderate fuck

H: but i'm your inconsiderate fuck

N: shut up you cheesy bastard. come pick me up.

H: will i get my blow-job?

N: if you really want it you'll be my chauffeur. now.

H: you're gonna suck me off on Luke' front porch.

N: sounds quite promising...

H: i'm in my car, coming to get you. get that dirty mouth ready.

N: in your f*****g dreams babe i'll walk

H: but in all seriousness i'm coming, oral or no oral.

N: i love you

H: love you more

Nick

Harper and I stood in front of Luke' house, hand in hand. He had just rung the doorbell and we were currently waiting for him to answer.

The door flew open and in front of us was a blue eyed brown haired boy, glasses perched on top of his nose.

"Is this him?" Luke pointed a finger in my direction while staring at Harper. He nodded and Luke squealed.

"Oh my god oh my god!" he cheered, "Oh my goodness hi I'm Luke White!"

He held his hand out and I took it, internally laughing. Luke was quite the bundle of sunshine.

"It's very very nice to meet you. Really I mean--oh s**t where are my manners! Come in come in!"

Luke rushed us inside and Harper and I sat on the couch. He sat down across from us, slapping his hands together with a grin.

"So, Harper O'Neill and Nick Judge, The dynamic duo in the flesh."

I gave him a look. He laughed and put on a serious face as he began to explain the weird name.

"It's the N in your name, the Arry in his name, the St in his name and the Oran in yours."

My mouth popped open just a little and Harper chuckled.

"Luke is kind of a hardcore One Direction fan," Harper explained, "he can write crazy good fanfiction, leak songs, hack into video cameras, you know, he could basically be an FBI agent."

"Yep," Luke said, "It's not a big deal really, it's just that we're queens and all the other fandoms whine about us winning everything."

I smiled as he began to mimic them.

"Oh my god the Directioners win everything! They should be fair and give other fandoms a chance! Well f**k you and your fandom if you all are weak ass bitches."

Harper snickered next to me and whispered in my ear,

"Last night, One Direction won all ten TCA's they were nominated for. The fanbase was going insane. Lou texted me--sorry spammed me last night about it."

"Listen Harold all those other fandoms must bow down now because we have never lost a TCA. Never."

"Luke my name isn't Harold," Harper groaned.

"But anyway, I need some alone time with your boyfriend, okay?"

"Why?"

We have things to discuss."

Luke

Nick got up from his seat on the couch but Harper grabbed his arm.

"You forgetting this?"

He handed Nick a small leather notebook and their eyes locked as they both shared smiles.

They're going to get married.

Harper got up and kissed him before turning towards me,

"Can I play XBox?"

I nodded and he let go of Nick's hand, reaching for the controller. I took the liberty of leading Nick to my room, which was covered floor to ceiling in One Direction decor.

I shut the door behind Nick and locked it, to make sure Harper wasn't going to eavesdrop.

"So Nick, how long have you and Harper been together?"

Nick took out his small leather notebook and began to write.

A month and a half..

"Nice," I said, reading the paper, "So anyway,"

Nick tapped my shoulder and I handed him his notebook.

Can I ask you two questions?

"Sure."

Nick began to write for awhile and soon I had it back it my hands. I read the first question.

Are you gay?

"Well of course I am aha, I'm in love with a boy band that was manufactured for girls. And...Harper and I did have a thing once."

He sat up and he looked me right in the eyes. I sighed and began to explain.

"We were younger, fourteen and curious. We kept it under wraps because we were afraid of the school's reaction. But we did a couple of things and...Harper went as straight. I knew I was gay because I preferred kissing Harper over any girl I kissed. But I knew he wasn't straight, he was just telling himself that."

Nick frowned and handed me the notebook again.

Why didn't he tell me?

"Maybe he was just waiting for the right timing?"

Nick's shoulders slumped and he became visibly weak. I knew how he felt, betrayed. As if Harper didn't trust him enough with this information. I do know that he's far from wrong though.

"You know what? Give me your number Nick, I feel as if the notebook should be yours and Harper's thing."

I gave my iPhone so he could put his number in and he could text his own iPhone. Good, we could use iMessage. I tried to used iMessage with most of my fans and friends, unless they suck and have other stupid smartphones.

His face flushed red when I talked about Harper and a laugh came from my mouth. He's right... Nick does blush a lot.

New iMessage: i blush a lot?

Oh. I said that out loud?

Nick grinned at me and I smirked back,

"Harper talks about you a lot Nick, he loves you lots, I just worry about him because other than past hook-ups, we're brothers without the blood relation. If you hurt him, you hurt me. Although, I doubt you will. Harper keeps all the letters you send him in a special box in his attic. He shared them with me once. I can tell you'll take care of him."

New iMessage: he kept all my letters?

"Every single one."

New iMessage: you have no idea what he means to me. i've been after him for years and all the waiting is worth it now, to have him with me every day.

"But Nick, I must ask, why NS? Does he even know what NN stands for? Because if he does, he isn't telling me."

Nick's face faded into a dark red colour again before he replied.

New iMessage: it's stupid, really.

"No no you jerk! Tell me right now!"

Nick fell back into the pillows that covered the top of my mattress. He typed quickly and buried his face in the pillows when he was done.

New iMessage: Nick O'Neill

Oh my f*****g god.

"ARE YOU KIDDING?!" I screamed gleefully, jumping up and down on my bed before landing on top of him, "THAT IS THE CUTEST DAMN THING I HAVE EVER HEARD OF IN MY LIFE! YOU GUYS ARE MY f*****g OTP!"

New iMessage: otp?

"ONE. TRUE. PAIRING."

I could tell Nick's grin was eating him alive when I got off of him after my freak out. Those two were going places...

Harper had nothing to worry about with Nick by his side.

"Listen, I'm putting you and Harper in a group chat. You, me, and him. We're going to slay all the group chats ever created on the face of this earth because we're cool as f**k. Don't delete it. Ever."

Nick just nodded as I kept talking about our amazing group chat.