I woke up and expected to be in my own room, but from the second my eyes opened, I wasn't sure where I was.
Then I remembered. I had fallen assleep in Nick's bed.
Nick. Ugh, all of a sudden the name disgusted me. It was probably because of all the grief I had been causing him lately. For the thousandth time I asked myself why I broke up with him.
'BECAUSE YOU GUYS WEREN'T GOOD TOGETHER!!' I screamed at myself. Suddanly i realized that i was being held. Panic flooded through me. I looked down and saw hands i knew only too well. For a moment i felt myself being sucked into greif, and i wanted to stay there in his arms forever. I looked into his face. It looked so innocent when he was sleeping. For a moment i fell into my thoughts about him. I lov-
'GET UP!!!' I told myself. I wrigled out of his grasp, careful not to wake him up. Once I was home-free I walked into the kitchen to get some coffee. Ten minutes into my caffeene for the day, I heard footsteps coming from the direction of Nick's room.
He was naked. Well, not completely, he was wearing his boxers, but still, that was more than I wanted to see at the moment.
"Why are you wearing, um, nothing?" I asked him, looking over the rim of my cup, trying to keep my eyes on his face, and not on, ahem, something else.
"Um, because that's what I sleep in." He replied coldly. I could tell he was putting on an act, but I still wouldn't let him win.
"Well, Nickolas, tell me why I woke up beneath your grasp?" Hah. Using his full name would sure get him.
He sighed, quickly losing his image. But he just as quickly snapped it back up again. "Steph, I don't know." He paused, he was trying to think of something. "Maybe it was instinct."
Instict? That was the stupidest thing I had ever heard in my entire life. Thw worst part, was that he was probably telling the truth. But I wiped that aside. I wasn't about to let him win, not after I had already fought so hard.
"Instinct!? We slept together once. ONCE! You can't gain an instinct from ONCE!!" I screamed at him, I was right in his face, I would have been at eye level if it wasn't for the fact that I was so short.
"We had sex once, we slept together many times!" Ouch. Good comeback. Since I couldn't think of anything to say, I left. Or atleast I would have if he didn't grab my arm. "No, you will not leave!!!"
"WHY NOT?" I screamed. I just wanted to get out of there.
"Because," He said faintly, and sadly. "I want to know why you dumped me." I thought for a moment. There was no real reason why I dumped him, I really didn't know what to say. I wanted to take him back right then. But I stood my ground and thought with my head and not with my heart.
"Ugh Nick, I thought you were different! Don't you understand? I already told you and I don't want to talk about it anymore." And with that, I left.
I walked to the Summerland parking lot, but soon realized that I didn't have a car. I walked to the bus stop and waited for about 10 minuites until a bus came and took me about two blocks before my house.
I got off and started to walk home. The sun was just begining to rise.
'I wonder what Nick's doing right now. I wonder if he is thinking of me.' Suddenly the guilt began to rush over me like a massive wave. What had a done? This was Nick carter, but I did not see him as Nick Carter, Backstreet Boy, I saw him as Nick Carter,the love of my life.
