Reckless Soulmates

chapter 12

Nick

Zeke pulled me into my room and locked the door. I began to think;

What the hell is happening to me.

Suddenly I hated being mute more than ever. I could be screaming for help right now but no, God had to cut off my vocal chords.

"Babe," he chuckled, pushing me onto my bed and climbing on top of me, "you've been out of line. I think we need to punish you..."

I tried to knee him in the stomach but he grabbed my knee and moved it to the side, leaning down so I couldn't hit him.

"You should've taken my advice..."

His breath smelled like beer and tears are streaming down my face. I'm ninety-nine percent sure that he's going to molest me or hit me.

"Could've just had a laugh, taken that drink. You didn't have to be in this position."

"Nick doesn't drink."

Harper

I saw Zeke on top of Nick and suddenly all the adrenaline built up and I lunged for him. I locked him in a choke hold as I shoved him off my boyfriend. Nick sat up from the bed and his jaw dropped when he saw me.

"Surprise?" I said cheekily. He jumped off the bed and into my arms. I held him in midair as I kissed the life out of him.

"I missed you so so much baby you have no idea," I sighed, "What the hell is going on here?"

He shook his head and hid himself in my shoulder. Tonight was something that would never happen again.

Zeke started staggering behind me and I backed away, pulling both me and Nick.

"Aw, look at the couple of the year, what about the rest of them Harper?"

"Zeke," my voice was warning him to shut up.

"What about the other girls, huh Harper?"

No...

"Nick I need you to leave--"

"No, let him stay, I think he'd love to hear about your love affairs. All ten of them."

The world stopped moving around me and the fight in front of me faded away. Why did he have to say that.

I was pushing Zeke out my bedroom window by the time I had gotten out of my head.

Nick!

"Nick, w-what he was saying--it was when you first told me you loved me and I was confused and..."

He had tears in his eyes and he was shaking uncontrollably. I reached out for him but he dashed away. Probably to the roof, but no matter. Before I explained further I needed to get these idiots out.

Nick

I hear Harper kicking the partiers out of my house, but all I can mourn about is what Zeke revealed about Harper. That he had s*x with other girls when he didn't send letters to me for two weeks after I told him I was gay.

It was past news, but it still hurt badly that it was never mentioned. And Harper didn't have s*x with just one girl. He had s*x with ten.

This also means he lied to me. When we had s*x the first time, he wasn't virgin. He was so far from virgin it disgusted me.

I cried on the roof as I saw the last few people staggering off my front yard. I felt like an i***t. Not only did this party ruin my mood, but Harper comes home and breaks my heart.

Well, Zeke brought it up, but the fact that Harper did it makes it worse.

I did wonder though, (as much as I hated myself for it) if Zeke was okay. When Harper had shoved him out the window it was frightening. He was super drunk and something bad could've happened.

I was glad he was intoxicated. He wouldn't remember anything from tonight and get Harper in trouble with the police again. But, who gives a s**t about Harper the Heart Shatterer.

"Nick?"

I crawled away from the door and looked up at the sky, ignoring Harper. I wonder if my aunt was watching over this madness tonight.

"Nick please listen to me...it was almost a year ago I've changed. I was scared, confused, I didn't know the letters would lead to the greatest thing that ever happened to me Nick please."

I still ignored him. I understood that he did it when he was confused about his sexuality but it still pained me that he never told me; that Zeke had to be the one to spill the beans.

"I came back...I came back to take me with you."

I flipped my body around, causing me to slip off the roof.

"s**t!" I heard him shout.

Harper caught my waist as soon as I was about to fall off. He pulled me up and kept his hands on my waist.

"I came back to take you with me to America Nick. They want to meet you, they wanna meet the person that inspired me."

I tried to break away but Harper kept a firm grip on my hips.

"Nick I love you. My mistakes from the past were long forgotten. I love you so much and I'm sorry I did those things."

He kissed me and sooner or later I let him. I couldn't be mad at him no matter how heart-wrenching this was. Harper and I were in a relationship. A progressing relationship has to have small bumps and arguments. Although I'm willing to let it slide tonight (due to exhaustion and fear) but it will be coming up again.

"I really just want to make love to you on the roof."

That did it for me.

Luke

THE NEXT MORNING

I giggled as I woke up to Leo kissing my bare chest.

"Hi," he whispered.

"Hey," I grinned.

I reached over his muscular body to check my phone, which was sitting on Leo's nightstand. I gasped as I looked at 12 texts and 36 missed calls from either Nick and Harper.

"Oh my god Leo we have to go to Nick's now!"

Nick

NIGHT OF PARTY

Sex with Harper on the roof was hotter and more embarrassing than ever. He was screaming my name in the middle of the neighborhood. I would be moving away if I heard that. Well, now I'll understand...

We were now packing a small bag for my two or three nights overseas in the States. It seemed that Harper could record here in the UK, in London. Although it was closer, it was still far away.

Harper held me (taking the role as the big spoon) as we cuddled in bed.

"I love you, I always will love you." he whispered.

I knew there were better options than me. I was scared shitless to lose Harper and hearing about this makes this relationship even more terrifying.

Harper

Nick and I were on a flight to America as soon as the next day came. Luke and Leo came to wish us goodbye, but Lou felt extremely guilty for leaving Nick alone with Zeke. He was very emotional, even began crying.

"It's okay," I had explained as he cried in Leo's embrace, "we all wrongly trusted him."

Once Luke had calmed down our flight was called.

We waved goodbye and soon we were off. Fortunately, Nick and I had first class seats, curtsey of the record label.

Nick

Harper and I were sitting in our hotel room, utterly bored. Which is something new for us, because of the whole, relationship thing.

We had already tried out the new bed when we walked in, ordered room service, and watched a movie. Now, we were anticipating the meeting with Harper's new management that Simon assigned him to.

What was the name of the company that would be managing you?

"Modest!Management?"

I smiled as Harper put and emphasis on the exclamation point.

Right, them.

texts: Harper and Nick - morning

H: wake up bub :)

H: come on babe we've got to get to Modest!HQ

H: Nick i heard you move get up.

N: i love you?

H: i love you.

Nick

After we had s*x in the shower (why are we having so much s*x these days?) Harper and I both left the hotel to go to the awaiting car.

"Nick?"

I looked at him as the world sped by us.

"I'm sorry you know? For this whole thing with Zeke and the party and not telling you some very important things..."

I nodded and let him lean over to kiss me.

"I swear to you, things are only going up from here."

Harper

"Ah, Harper. It's so nice to see you--and Nick."

Nick and I walked in, me being proud to have him only arm. Nick fills me up with so much pride, it's crazy really.

"It's nice to meet you both."

We all shake hands and Nick and I sit in the large chairs that are set up across from the head management team.

"So this is the boy that you wrote the EP for?"

I nodded and Nick blushed, staring at the ground. I think I saw some people roll their eyes but I ignored it.

"We'd like to discuss how we're going to release it."

"Alright," I smiled.

"Some people in America and the UK are already familiar with your music, considering a track from the EP...I believe it was Irresistible, got leaked."

"Oh," I frowned. Well that's too bad.

"So, we booked a small interview with J-14 magazine."

"Are you kidding?!" I exclaimed happily. They were huge in my eyes.

"We kid you not," the lady said sternly, "You'll being your spouse with you and you'll tell the interviewer about how you wrote the songs for her."

"Him." I corrected.

"No, her." she repeated.

"Pardon?"

"You don't know, do you?" She laughed.

"No, what the hell is going on?" I questioned, becoming frustrated.

"You're being closeted. The public can't know you're gay."

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