#nickjonas fanfiction

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if anyone is reading my fan fiction with Nick Jonas in it! there are more chapters on WATTPAD! i don’t update here on tumblr anymore cause it takes too much time to transfer it all especially with the gifs i put in.

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[kisses-aa]

Open Your Eyes

Kisses-AA

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Sinopsis:

Narra Lola:

Mi nombre es Lola y hoy vengo a darles un resumen de mi vida, sufri bullying en el colegio cuando tenia entre los cinco y siete años, mis padres se separaron cuando tenia apenas 5 años, él se fue a vivir a Buenos Aires por temas de trabajo o eso me dijo mi mamá, pero apesar de que nunca tuve a mi papá, tuve tres hombres en mi vida y son mis hermanastros Gastón, Marcos y Federico, ellos siempre estuvieron ahi para mi. Mi mejor amigo de la infancia es Sebastian, nos conocimos en el jardin, y mi mejor amiga es Fernanda, ella es como una hermana para mi, siempre estamos juntas, nunca nos hemos separado, excepto cuando me mude a la ciudad de Buenos Aires. Unos años mas tarde cuando cumpli mis quince años, aunque desde mi punto de vista no parezco de 15, me fui a vivir con mis amigos y mis hermanos (razon por la que me fui, es que para mis familia soy invisible y pensé que así llamaria su atención, pero en realidad aceptaron sin chistar, con la condición de que viviera con Fede y Gaston.

Siempre eh sido una chica tímida e insegura, con el miedo de decir todo lo que pienso, o mostrarme como soy, siento que las personas se aburren de mi y se van. Solo me gustaría poder ser interesante una vez en la vida, que alguien me note, y dejar de sentirme sola.

Aunque ya me han escuchado cantar, al menos Fer, Sebas y mi familia, nunca nadie ha podido lograr que cante sin salir corriendo, hasta que un día él o ellos se aparecieron en mi vida, aunque la verdad es que jamas pensé que justo esos hermanos se cruzarian en mi vida, uno es timido, y una buena persona, el otro siempre tiene las palabras justas en el momento justo y el otro hermano, pues por donde empezar, es callado, pero muy sincero, siempre dice y muestra lo que piensa y siente, es bastante gruñon, no congeniamos casi nunca, somos muy distintos él es seguro de si y yo al revés, el dice blanco y yo negro, pero siento una enorme adoración por él, aunque al principio no fue fácil pero él es quien apareció en mi vida para demostrame que puedo soñar con los ojos abiertos y sin miedo a equivocarme ¿Quieren saber quienes son?

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Forever N ever (Book 13 in the Forever Series) - Chapter 29 (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1077316790-forever-n-ever-book-13-in-the-forever-series?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=NickNemiDemi&wp_originator=aoIV2V%2BXdSY2TQQ5pOOqncy%2BA2yq8fV9q%2BqOXmSv3agx8XtGweoC6IO8h%2FWO62Hf9iQgXfEQV0UDmKdaky60WejyJErhX%2FadOvd1KDEVscIiu27biKy9I8sQq96onrZg Book 13 in the Forever Series! How could this beloved couple be going through something so unimaginable? How did they end up this way? The papers have been signed, so is it really over for Nick & Demi? Is it Forever 'N' ever or is it Forever Never?

[delectablyalicee]

Nick Jonas’s New Assistant (Part Three)

Part One  Part Two

You get a call one day, someone asking you to fill a personal assistant job. They give you little information as to who for, but when you found out, things get a little more interesting.

After I came home last night I sat down with myself and just breathes. Oh yeah, It's Nick Jonas. That is crazy. It's totally 100% crazy, but it is what's happening. They called me, offered me the job, I needed it, and now we're here. I was definitely star stuck the other day, but I am a professional, and I need to act that way no matter who I am working for. I know the initial shock will wear off eventually, besides. I basically just make sure Nick gets where he needs to be and gets everything he needs in the process. It's not like I have to be his best friend. I've worked with plenty of people I had no outside of work relationships with. I can do this.

It was 7 am sharp today. This time it was a text, letting me know the car for me is here. I grab my bag, sliding it over my shoulder and double checking everything is inside. The planner, check. The contact list, check. Both of my phones, check. I grab the one for work and hold it tight in my hand. Last night I went through and put all the contacts inside of it as well as everything that was in the planner into my calendar. This is my lifeline so I need it close. I step outside and smile at George as he opens the car door for me. I thank him and slide inside. We do the same ride as yesterday, same roads, same streets, same houses passing by. When we finally pull up to Nicks place I am ready.

I thank George again as he opens the door for me, I slide out, tugging my blouse back into place. It being tucked tightly into a pair of dark blue jeans, a blazer layered over top. I walk up to the door, knocking as I open it, calling out Nicks name. As I do I peek my head in, but I don't see him. I give George a thumbs up before I step inside, letting the door shut behind me.

"Nick, Its (y/n), you awake?" He probably isn't. It is 7:30 am. I start to walk up the stairs, figuring I would just go wake him up. I look down at my phone. We need to be somewhere in an hour. I walk up to his bedroom, the door is shut. I lift a hand to knock.

"Nick hello, its time to wa-" I am cut off by the door opening, Nick standin in front of me with nothing but blanket wrapped around his lower half.

"Shit (y/n) forgot about the early morning can you just give me a second?" He asks.

I nod "Yeah, but we have to leave in 30 minutes." Today I speak with way more confidence when speaking to him. He's my boss, treat him that way.

"Yup, got it." He nods.

"Don't be late." I say a bit jokingly as I turn around, heading back down the stairs. I start the coffee pot, this time setting it to make enough for the both of us. I grab to mugs from the cabinet and set them out before taking a seat at the bar stool, pulling my phone from my pocket. I open the calendar and look at today.

8:30 am Morning show interview

12:00pm Lunch meeting with tour manager

9:00 pm Listening party at the studio

He might have let me off easy yesterday, but today is a full day, but I am more than ready for it. I check the time, Its been about a few minutes. I hear the coffee machine go off and get up, grabbing the freshly brewed pot and pouring it into both cups. I hear footsteps hurrying down the stairs.

"we still hav—" I cut myself off as I look up and see that its in fact, not Nick, but some girl I've never seen before.

"smells good" she says, looking at the coffee as she quickly passes by me, hurrying out the front door. I can't help but laugh a bit. I thought that shit only happened in movies. But then again, I am the assistant of a famous musician and actor. I shake my head a bit and put some sugar and creamer into my coffee, giving it a stir before taking a sip. About a minute later I hear heavier footsteps coming down the stairs, I look up to see Nick. I grab the coffee I just poured him and hand it over before taking a sip of my own.

"Had fun last night I see" I say jokingly as I keep my eyes locked onto my phone screen

Nick laughs a bit and I look up at him, he shrugs. "I mean, yeah."

We both laugh, and I shake my head. "Alright, well we've got places to be." I dump whats left in my mug into the sink, setting it inside before heading over to the door, opening it and gesturing for nick to go ahead of me.

"Ladies first" he says as he holds onto the door, I nod a thank you and step past him. Making my way to the car.

During the car ride it stays pretty silent until Nick speaks up, "Big change I see."

I look down at myself, thinking maybe I dressed way too differently, before giving him a slightly confused look.

He chuckles and speaks again, "You just seem less... scared. No offence of course!"

I laugh a bit and then nod, "Yeah, what did I say, I like to be good at my job."

He nods but doesn't say anything else.

"anyway," I say "the hosts of the morning show are names Lisa and David. Its supposed to be about a 15-20 minute run through and then we're out. We need to leave pretty much immediately after because we have a lunch meeting with Lucas, your tour manager. Sound okay?" I ask as I look over at him. I smile spreads widely across his face as he nods his head.

"sounds perfect."

The morning show went well, thankfully. We stayed on schedule and had no major mishaps. It's about 9:45 and they are pulling the wires from the mic off of Nick. He is talking to the two hosts, smiles and jokes are being shared. I see him tug his shirt up just slightly to help the sound guy relieve him from the wires of the mic. I couldn't help but stare, but I quickly pull my eyes away. Nope, I cant do that. He is my boss. This is professional. I nod to myself and am startled by a hand on my shoulder. I turn my head to see George.

"we ready to head out?" He asks me

I smile and nod at him, "yup one second."

I move away and over to nick and the hosts, "Sorry to break this up guys, Nick and I just have somewhere important to be." The hosts nod in understanding and Nick gives me an approving smile. I thank the hosts and say a quick goodbye before having security come to help escort us out. As we get closer to the exit I hear something weird..

"Is that.. Is that.. screaming?" I turn to Nick and George with a confused look. They both laugh immediately.

"Oh yes, that's screaming. You'll get used to it. Just stay close to the security guards and you'll be fine" George says

My eyes widen a bit out of shock, I guess this never crossed my mind, that we would need to deal with well.. fans, crazy ones at that. The security opens the doors and the screaming irrupts, hitting me like a ton of bricks. George and I smoosh nick between us as the guards cover us. We slowly make our way to the car, hands reaching out in hopes for a touch, inaudible screams becoming even louder the closer Nicks to someone. It felt like we were talking for hours, but it was really only a short few steps to the car. George opens the door and I give Nick a gentle shove inside before quickly sliding in after, shutting the door tightly. I hear the car start up and we make a slow decent forward. I jump as I'm startled by a hand hitting the window, I look to see the face of a girl who looks to be 15. Her teeth are lined with braces and she's screaming something I cannot understand. I turn to Nick.

"I swear this is like a scene out of a scary movie" I say, laughing.

"it can feel like that sometimes. They mean the best. The Paparazzi are the ones that can sometimes get to me, but I love seeing fans be there for me."

"Wow, you really are as nice as they say."

"I try" he replies with a chuckle.

"well, on that note. We've got an hour drive to lunch, you hungry?"

"I will be."

"perfect."

The ride stayed pretty quiet, Nick and I both staying busy on our phone's. Phil texted me checking in, and I was glad I could confidently tell him things were going well. Once we get to the place we were meeting Lucas for lunch I see us drive around to the back. Once the car stops, two large men step out of the back door.

"that's our que" Nick says, scooting closer to me to make me step out of the car.

I don't see any screaming girls this time, so I open the door and slide out, grabbing my bag as Nick slides out after me. The guards lead us inside. I can hear other people talking and enjoying their lunches, but I don't see them. We are lead into a private room where Lucas is already sitting. He stands as we walk in. Nick and him share a hug before he extends a hand out to me.

"Lucas, and you are?" he asks

"(y/n), Nicks Assistant." I smile, giving him a firm handshake.

"Wow, I was hoping for Nicks sake you were a new girlfriend" He says jokingly. I laugh and shake my head a bit as I sit down, seeing Nick give Lucas a death glare.

"Excuse me can you not harass my assistant." Nick says to Lucas in a joking manner.

Lucas just laughs and then reaches for a notebook, setting it on the table. As he does so a waiter comes by, asking us what we would like to drink. Nick orders a beer on draft, I just ask for a water. The waiter steps out and we all pull the menus open. My eyes widen a bit at the prices. Wow.. I think Nick notices my shock and leans in, handing a gold credit card to me.

"Almost forgot this. "Company" card. Takes care of all expenses like this." He starts speaking louder now "except this one, cause Lucas has got this one, right Lucas?" I take the card from Nicks hand as Lucas laughs.

"ah, I got hers, but you're on your own, buddy" They both laugh, I do as well as I slip the card into my wallet. Company expenses. Funny since the "company" is Nick.

We order a food and then get right to business. Lucas starts naming off bands/artists they could line up to open for him on his next upcoming tour. Some I've heard of, some I haven't. Nick Maybe's and No's them as Lucas lists them off. They narrow It down to all the maybe's and go from there. They finally settle on 3 that they both think are good. They both ask me my opinion, but I haven't heard of any of the bands they chose so I just smiled and nodded and went along with what I think they wanted me to say. Our food comes shortly after and we immediately dig in, Lucas and Nick still talking business.

"Are we just naming it after the album?" Lucas asks Nick

Nick nods "yeah, I mean it's the reason I'm touring so might as well."

They both nod as they take bites. Soon business talk starts to end and friendly banter begins, something I can be way more apart of. We talk and laugh and joke a bit. Talking a little more even after our meals are finished. The waiter brings the check, Lucas taking it from him with a thankyou before slipping a credit card inside without even a glance at the price and handing it back. I look at the time, 2:24. We talk a little more before finally deciding to part ways. As I say goodbye Lucas takes my hand, jokingly bowing and kissing the top of it. I can't help but laugh

"Nice meeting you, my lady" I shake my head with a laugh and curtsey at him

"Nice meeting you my good sir." He laughs back and then turns to say goodbye to Nick. He whispers something to him, but I can't hear. All I see is Nick give him an eye roll and a friendly punch to the shoulder. Goodbyes are done and we start heading to the door we came in at.

"So last thing on the agenda today is a 9:00 listening party at the studio, sound familiar to you?"

"Oh yeah, it's my good buddies listening party, it should be fun. Not until 9 you said?"

I nod in response. Alright well, we'll drop you off at your place so you can get ready and then I'll pick you up around 8:45, how does that sound."

"Good to me." I give him a smile before the security guards pushes the door open and I make my way to the car, sliding inside. Nick follows close behind.  

I'm applying my lipstick as I hear my work phone go off. It's Nick. "Outside. Hope you're ready" I read it with a chuckle and finish up what I was doing, grabbing my purse before stepping outside. I smile a hello to George as a slide carefully into the car beside Nick.

"You look great" He says to me with a smile

"Why thank you, so do you"

"Oh you know, I try" he says with a chuckle.

The drive is pretty short, we show up about 10 minutes after 9 and I see cars lined up for blocks and gorgeous people getting out of them. Some of them faces I recognize from magazines and such, some people I've never seen. Nick gets out of the car first and hurries over to open the door for me. I chuckle a bit at the gesture and take his hand for assistance as I step our of the car. Smoothing out my dress. I look up and see Phil walking toward us.

"Big second day, huh?"

I laugh and nod "It really is, interesting though, and thankfully going well. At least I think."

Phil looks at Nick, he nods and the a smile spreads over Phils face.

"So glad it's working out. It may have only been two days but I am already 100 times less stressed having to deal with this ass all the time." He laughs, giving Nick a playful shove. Nick jokingly rolls his eyes then offers me an arm to take as we start to make our way into the building. I look my arm around his and follow him inside. There is way more people than I was expecting to be inside. It's a weird feeling being at something like this, being surrounded by so many big names. I am relieved when I notice Nick not ever leaving me behind. If he goes somewhere to talk to someone new he always brings me along for the conversation. It's a saving grace, I don't know I could have handled this just yet on my own. I spend a lot of my time explaining I'm his new assistant, but I don't mind. Everyone I meet is very nice and very talkative, which thankfully makes it easier to keep up a conversation.

The night goes on and things continue to go smoothly, I have a few glasses of champagne but nothing more, I am still technically on the clock. Nick however had quite a few beers, but the end of the night I could tell he was getting pretty drunk, and as things started to end he said his goodbye and linked his arm with mine to leave, although this time is was more of me keeping him up and walking straight. He kept cracking jokes left and right as we walked, laughing, I struggle to get him inside.

"I'm glad to see you had fun"

"I did, a lot of fun. First time I brought home a girl I didn't plan on having sex with" He laughs and so do I, I shake my head a bit and we take off. George pulls up to my apartment and I tell him to get Nick home safe and thank him again before stepping out. Once I find my way back into my house I take seat on my couch and take a deep breath. It was a lot, but it went well. I really think I can do this.

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Nick Jonas’s New Assistant (Part 10)

Part 1  Part 9

You get a call one day, someone asking you to fill a personal assistant job. They give you little information as to who for, but when you found out, things get a little more interesting.

It has been a few weeks playing this back and forth game with Nick. I have stood my ground, but it hasn't been easy. Some days it's so fucking hard and other day's everything is normal, and it doesn't end terribly. Regardless of that going on personally, everything professionally has been going great. I've been working extra hard to show him and everyone that I can do this job. I especially want to show Nick that I care about him and his career, and I can do my job and do it well despite the stuff personally between us, and I really do think he sees that which is nice. The last few weeks have been difficult, but they flew by and now tomorrow, we leave for tour.

I am excited but also so fucking terrified. I am staying on the bus with everyone, which I know will be so much fun, but these past few weeks have been filled with pretty much everyone telling me how stressful it is. I feel like I can handle it, I really do, but I just don't want to fuck it up. Not only that, but I am going to be spending the next few months on a tour bus with Nick, which when I look at it as spending months traveling the country with my best friend it's great, but then when I look at it as spending months traveling the country with the person I am hopelessly in love with but can't let know it despite him endlessly trying to get me to say it, it sounds horrible. Regardless, I am going to try my best to go into it with a positive attitude.

George had picked me up about 20 minutes ago and helped me load my bags into the car before we headed off to Nick's. I decided I wanted to stay the night with him at his house. I was planning on staying at my apartment and meeting him in the morning, but my nerves were really getting to me, and despite everything going on he is my best friend and I really just need someone there to help get me out of my head right now. Once we pull up to Nick's he comes outside, I thank George with a tight hug before helping Nick to grab my bags. Once we are inside I drop the bags in my hands and plow myself into Nick's body, my arms wrapping tightly around him and my face burying into his strong test. I could tell he was caught off guard, but I hear the bags he has be set onto the ground before his arms are wrapping themselves around me, swallowing me up.

"Are you okay?" He speaks softly

I nod and take a deep breath, letting it out slowly before I respond. I keep my arms around him tightly. "I'm okay, I'm just... scared. I don't want to fuck this up." My words are muffled slightly, since I kept my head buried into him.

He squeezes me tighter. "Listen to me (Y/N), you are wonderful at your job, I know you can handle this. You can do it, I promise."

His words are so comforting. They are words I really needed to hear right now. The combination of his reassurance and how safe I feel wrapped up into him calm my nerves down enough that I pull my head from his chest, looking up at him but still keeping my arms around his body. I speak quietly, "Thank you, I needed this."

He grins at me, giving me another squeeze before he presses his lips sweetly to my forehead. "Listen, I am here for you. This is what friends are for."

The kiss catches me off guard, he has done a lot of things over these few weeks to try and get me to break, but never this. I am thankful for that in this moment because that kiss almost sent me over the edge. It's like I could feel his love pushing into me through his lips and I wanted to melt into him right then and there. Normally when I start feeling like this I pull myself away from him, find any excuse to be as far from him as I can, but tonight I can't. Tonight, I don't even want to.

I give him a smile and I can tell he is surprised I didn't immediately run away, but he looks grateful that I didn't. I do finally unwrap my arms from his body and step back, but just a little bit, my eyes dart over to the clock, its only 10:30pm.

"Movie night?" I look up at him, asking sweetly.

He smiles back at me with a nod, "Movie night."

Before I even get a chance to do anything else I am lifted off of my feet and thrown over his shoulder with ease, a laugh erupts from me as I was not expecting it at all, playfully wiggling my legs.

"Oh gosh please don't drop me." I say between laughs.

He laughs right back, shaking his head and letting his arm squeeze me just a little bit tighter. "I won't drop you, I promise." He speaks as we make our way up the stairs.

Once we reach the landing his finally puts me down. "You can change, and I'll put a movie on in my room."

I nod in agreeance and turn on my heels to head into the guest room, I have a few pairs of pajamas and extra clothes here, it's been a life saver more times than not. Usually our movie nights are in the living room, although Nick has suggested them in his room more times than I can count, I usually shut him down. But again, tonight I don't even want to. I slip on a pair of my pajama shorts and a comfy t-shirt before making my way into Nick's room. He is on his bed in just a pair of sweatpants (more clothes than I was expecting to see, to be honest) and he has his TV remote, scrolling through Netflix.

Nick's room is gorgeous, its huge and his bed is the focal point, so big and honestly so comfortable. I make my way to it, sliding in beside him and pulling the covers up over me a bit, just covering my legs. I sink into the mattress with bliss. It's going to suck later when I have to leave to head to the guest room. I would much rather stay but I don't trust myself or Nick enough to do that. But I decide to keep that to myself, not telling him I'm going to leave later, I just want to enjoy this right now.

He finally settles on a movie. It's a cute little romantic comedy (he knows they are my guilty pleasure) that I haven't heard of, but I'm excited to watch.

"is this okay?" he asks, turning to me.

I nod with a smile and scoot just a little closer to him, I had stayed pretty close to the edge, but tonight I am going to enjoy myself, I am going to enjoy Nick's company and not spend every moment making sure I don't crack. I just can't handle that right now.

He slides his legs under the covers as well, setting the remote down beside him, and we both get comfortable, watching the start of the movie.

It's about halfway through the movie before I realize we have migrated closer to each other. Nick does a lot of things to try and crack me, but he would never do anything that he knows would make me just down right uncomfortable, or something he knows would be taking it too far, so I know he won't move any closer to me. The problem is, that's all I want. All I want is to be wrapped up in his arms again like earlier when I first got here. So, if I want it, I have to make the move. I'm not going to crack, I've held for way too long to do that, but being a little closer is okay... right?

Nick is lying on his back, he is propped up a bit thanks to some pillows behind his head and back. It takes me a second to finally decide to do it, but I eventually scoot just a little closer, allowing my head to rest itself on his chest. I notice his breathing stop for a moment, like that was the last thing he was expecting me to do, but soon I feel his chest softly lifting and falling like normal. The sound of his heartbeat melting any fear I have ever had away. I take the last step and let my arm drape over his stomach, getting comfortable but keeping my focus on the movie.

We stayed like that the whole rest of the movie. I had managed to make it through without falling asleep, and I knew Nick was awake too. The movie ended, and I knew I should get up. I should get up and go into the guest room without looking back, but instead I squeeze the arm I have wrapped around him tighter, speaking without looking up at him.

"Can I stay in here?" I asked quietly, I knew the answer, but I wanted to hear him say it.

"I would want nothing more." He answers.

As soon as his words leave his mouth I move off of him, turning my body to lay on my side, my back to his chest. I reach for his arm, pulling it over my body and then I grab the covers, sliding them up to engulf us both. His arm squeezes me tight, filling any and all space between our bodies.

I let out a breath, all my worries escaping with it. I just relax, letting myself enjoy being like this with Nick, letting myself enjoy being held like this.

I haven't been broken yet. I'm not broken until I finally tell him, until I cannot take it anymore and I tell him how I am hopelessly fucking in love with him, but tonight is making me feel like that might actually happen. This whole time I truly felt like I would never crack, he would never get me to say it, but now I just don't know...

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Nick Jonas’s New Assistant (Part 8)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part7

You get a call one day, someone asking you to fill a personal assistant job. They give you little information as to who for, but when you found out, things get a little more interesting.

*RING RING RING* I groan at the loud sound penetrating into my ear drums. I toss and turn attempting to ignore it, but it is incessant. I finally, reluctantly, open my eyes and turn toward the sound, it's my cell phone ringing, but without looking at who is calling I turn it off. My head is pounding, and my mouth is dry, the last thing I want to do is answer the phone. I turn my head to look at Nick, somehow still sleeping peacefully beside me. He looks so calm and relaxed; his hair is disheveled but he still looks so fucking cute. The blanket is barely covering his naked body.

I remember what happened last night, and I wish I could be laying here so stoked about it, so excited that it happened, but I can't be. I fucking told myself I would stop at flirting, but I just couldn't help it. Almost every day for 6 months I have been with this man and every single day I fall more and more in love with him, how long did I think I was going to be able to pretend I didn't have these feelings? How long did I think I could put off these feelings? The problem is, all this doesn't change the fact that I don't know if I can do this with him. If I can make things ever go past being his assistant. I don't know. Everything is just too fucking much right now and my head is throbbing.

Plus, what is Nick going to say when he gets up? I know he will remember, he isn't one to ever black out, but still. Just the thought of having to have this talk is sending my anxiety through the roof and being hungover is definitely not helping. I don't want to regret what happened. I want to cherish it forever, think about it all the fucking time, but my brain won't let me not hate myself for it. I am going to have to figure this out and figure it out quick.

I need to pee, so I try to gently move off the bed. I don't want to wake Nick, but the second my feet hit the floor I feel a hand grab gently at my wrist.

"Please don't tell me you are running away." the words come out with sleepiness and sadness dripping from them.

I take a deep breath and turn toward him, I look at his face, tired from just waking up but still so handsome. I want to grab a hold of him and never let go. "I'm not running away." I stand up, his hand falling from my wrist. "I'm just going pee, I promise." I speak as I make my way toward the bathroom I hear him call out my name quietly, but I am already in the bathroom before he can say anything else. I shut the door behind me and lean against it for support. I bury my face into my hands. Fuck fuck fuck, I am so fucking fucked. Taking yet another deep breath I pull myself together. I can do this. I can handle this, I am an adult. I shake off some of my anxieties and actually go pee. As I'm washing my hands there is a knock on the door.

"Please don't avoid me, you know we have to talk about this Y/N." Again, his words sound sad and it almost rips me in two. I would never want to make such a wonderful human being so sad, yet here I am, doing it. It hurts so bad.

I open the door and nick is standing there, only his boxers on his body. I go to speak but before any words are able to leave my mouth there is a loud knock at the door, before either of us can react, its swinging open. My eyes widen, realizing I am still naked I retreat behind the bathroom door, closing it quickly. I then hear Joe's voice echo loudly through the room.

"Ah, good morning beautiful people. It's a wonderful day, isn't it?"

How does he sound so cheery after last night? There is no way he isn't hungover, it was /his/ birthday party after all.

I'm listening for Nick's response it takes him a second, but he finally answers. "Dude, can you quiet it down, some of us don't have freak bodies like yours and actually get hangovers. Seriously, how are you not dying? You were more drunk than I was last night."

I hear Joe laugh. "I don't know dude, I just woke up feeling..." he stops. "Wait, where is Y/N?"

Nick answers more quickly than I expected to, "the bathroom, we woke up about 2 seconds before you so rudely barged in."

Nick seems annoyed, but Joe is currently my life saver. I had no clue what I was going to say to Nick, and this stalling is working perfectly in my favor, but I can't hide in here forever, so I grab a towel, wrapping it around my body before opening the door with a smile.

"Hey Joe" is all I say. I try to sound as sweet as I can, I don't want him to get any sort of hint of the tension going on right now.

"Ah, beautiful, sweet, wonderful Y/N!" He grins. Breakfast is being served downstairs, so you two better get to it before it gets cold. He turns to leave, shoots me a wink, and is gone.

Nick looks at me, I look back at him but stay quiet. He sighs before finally speaking. "There are spare clothes in here, hold on." He walks over to a closet, grabbing a t-shirt and what looks to be basketball shorts. He hands them to me. "They might be a little big."

"It's okay, thank you." I say as I take them from him. He looks away from me now, putting his own clothes back on, as he is doing that I slide on the clothes he gave me, they are big, but at least they're comfortable, better than having to put back on that dress. I finish before he does, so I start to make my way toward the door.

"We can't avoid this forever." This time his words sounds more angry.

I turn and look at him, but he isn't even facing me. "I know." Is all I say before I'm out the door.

The smell of food hits me as soon as I leave the room, I pull in a big breath of what smells like pancakes, or waffles... or maybe even crepes? Whatever it is, it's calling my name. I head down the stairs and am greeted by probably 20 or so people, they all look like they had a lot of fun last night and are shoveling food into their faces. Joe comes over to me, handing me a glass of water, I take it, practically chugging half of it right away. "help yourself to whatever you want" Joe says. I grin and thank him, taking a seat at the large dining table and grabbing a plate of food. I grab a strawberry from my plate and as I'm taking a bite I see Nick walk into the room. He looks at me but looks away quickly. I frown. There is no avoiding this, despite how much I wish we could.

It's time to go. Nick had gone up to the room and grabbed our things as I called for a ride. I breathed a heavy sigh of relief when it wasn't George who answered, I knew he would know something was up, and despite how much I love him, that is not what I needed right now.

"Ready?" I turned to Nick once he got back downstairs. He just nodded and started to walk toward the door. I wanted to grab him. To stop him from walking away from me, to kiss him until my lips were numb, but instead I let him walk away. I trailed slowly behind, sliding beside him in the back of the car.

It was silent the whole ride. The only noise was the radio, which thankfully the driver had turned up to cut the silence. Once we got to Nicks house he was out of the car and inside before I even had a chance to collect my things. I could've had the driver take me right to my apartment, but I owed Nick more than that. So, I got out and went inside. I saw him making his way up the stairs.

"Nick." I said loud enough for him to hear me. He stopped, and I could see him hesitate, like he was deciding if he should ignore me or not. "Like you said, we can't avoid this." This made him turn around.

"We can't, but I also don't know if I can listen to you telling me how much you regret it and how big of a mistake it was, while I would have to sit there thinking about how amazing getting to be with you like that was. How just thinking about you, there, naked in front of me doesn't just fill me with lust, but pure joy." His words come out in a mix of anger and frustration, sadness trailing behind them.

His words are making me want to scream at him that I love him, that I want to be with him for the rest of my life, that I want us to run away and never look back, but I can't. "I don't regret it." I speak sternly, I want him to believe me because it's true. I take a deep breath before continuing. "I don't regret it, but it wasn't smart. I love this, all of this, I love being your assistant, I love my job, I enjoy every second we spend together and doing whatever this is, is only going to lead to bad things for both of us. Right now, as things are, I get to see you every day while doing my dream job. We move forward with this and it goes south, I lose my dream job and my best friend, and I don't think I can handle that."

He just stares at me, he is silent for what feels like forever, but then he straightens up and nods his head. "Okay, fine."

What? What did he say? Okay fine? What is that supposed to mean? I look at him, confused. "Okay, fine?" I repeat back.

"Fine." He says. "Fine, we'll keep it how it was," he pauses, "but, if I make you crack, If I make you realize that you want more from me than what you're saying you want, have to promise me you will give it a try. Scared or not, if I can crack you, we have to try."

I take a second to process what he just said to me. I guess I don't have much of a choice at this point, do I? I continue to hide my true feelings and get to keep my dream job and my best friend. "Okay, deal." I say.

"Great. The game begins." He grins and turns away from me, disappearing up the stairs.  

[delectablyalicee]

Nick Jonas’s New Assistant (Part 4)

Part One  Part Two  Part Three

You get a call one day, someone asking you to fill a personal assistant job. They give you little information as to who for, but when you found out, things get a little more interesting.

Note: This chapter takes place after you have already been working for Nick for 6 months, I wanted to jump ahead a little bit to move things along. I hope you all like it!

I fall down onto the huge, soft bed in front of me. Landing onto my back as I check the time. 3:34 am. The mattress moves a bit with the addition of another body beside me. Nick. His head is turned to see the time displayed across my phone screen.

"fuck, is it really that late?" He asks, the smell of alcohol hitting me as he speaks.

I probably smell the same. We went to an album release party tonight for one of Nick's friends, and we both had a few more drinks than expecting.

"It looks to be" I said, clicking my phone off and laying it down on the bed in between us.

This isn't the first time I've found myself in Nick's bed this late at night. I've been working for him for 6 months now, and things have gone so surprisingly well. We really work well together, having the perfect connection to really make sure this works. Over the 6 months we have grown pretty close, since we spend almost every single day together, but it is still a professional relationship. Nick is amazing, and handsome is an understatement, but this job is important to me, and I would never want to do anything to mess that up. So, despite getting close with him I need to make sure to keep it as professional as I can, but its hard, its really really hard. He's just so fucking charming! It also doesn't help that we've spent many a late night together, really getting to know each other. We've had so many 3am talks just about anything and everything. I really feel like I know him..like he knows me but every time things start to take a turn past professional I squash it. I don't want to but I need to. It's so hard every time I do, almost seeing the disappointment painted on Nick's face when I leave after the talks we have instead of staying like he asks, or telling him to stop his flirting comments. It pains me just as much as I think it pains him, but I can't let it get personal. I just can't.

This late night is like most others, except this time we are both drunk so are talk gets personal. I love personal talks with him. He just has so many amazing things to say, the way he thinks about some things is just surprising.. in a good way. It feels like we've been talking forever and I can barely keep my eyes open, but I don't want it to end...

"What time is it?" I ask Nick, sleep dripping from my words.

I feel him move a bit to click my phone on, it still being between us. "5"

My eyes open wide when I hear what he says. "Are you joking? Holy shit I have to go." I say as I sit myself up on the bed and going to slide myself off but I am stopped by a gentle hand grabbing my wrist, I look to see Nick.

"Don't go (y/n).. Just stay this once.."

His words send a shiver down my spine, I want to stay so bad, but I can't. I know I can't and he knows I can't, but the way he said that made me almost break. I want nothing more than to lay myself back down in this bed and let him wrap is arms around me and just pull me into his chest and keep me safe and warm and never let me go, but.. I can't. So I shake my head.

"Nick, don't do that to me.. you know I can't stay.. I'm sorry" I say as my feet hit the ground. Gathering up all my things and sliding out the door without saying another word.

In the morning I say my typical hello to George as he picks me up from my apartment, same as every morning. I'm dragging my feet a little this morning, not only being hungover but just simply tired since I really only slept for about 2 hours. George and I make our small talk on the way to Nick's house, checking the agenda for today. It's not too bad, thankfully. 9:30am meeting with Paul to go over scheduling add on's and changes. This is really a meeting for me, but Nick likes to be there so he at least kinda knows what going on. I move my eyes up to look at the time, 8:45. Running right on time. I continue to look at the schedule, lunch is open, we'll play that by ear. 6:30 dinner with the head of a local L.A. magazine to talk doing a spread, and lastly 9:00 Joe's birthday party. Fuck. I completely forgot about Joe's birthday. I hadn't gotten the chance to meet him yet, as he's been about on tour but Nick warned me how big this party was gonna be, which was him, in short, telling me to take the "company card" and get something nice to wear and a present to bring. Fuck, fuck, fuck I totally forgot. I take a deep breath, its okay I'll go over lunch and get what I need...hopefully.

When we reach Nick's house I say a goodbye and a thank you to George and head on inside. Starting the coffee pot up right away as usual and calling out Nick's name. Sometimes he surprises me with being awake, but usually he's still sound asleep. So, like usual I make my way up to Nick's room, knocking once before swinging the door open as I call out his name again.

"Niiiickkkk wakey-wak---"

You're cut off by the view of a girl, completely naked laying beside him in bed. He his covered by the blanket from the waste down but only her lower legs are being covered. I immediately lift my hands to cover my eyes in shock, my heart dropping. He had to have called her right after I left.. I know I shouldn't be this hurt by that but I am. I know he hooks up with girls, I mean why wouldn't he? Especially after I always shoot down his advances, plus he's single and famous and so, so attractive, but over the past 6 months he's always made sure the girls were gone before I got here. I think he knows it hurts me, but maybe he's just done trying to hide it, but I really didn't think after last night he would let me find him like this..

"Oh..I...I am so sorry I did not expect.."

 You stammer out, but are cut off again, this time by Nicks voice.

 "(y/n)? Shit! I'm sorry I didn't.. shit I'll be right down" He says, you can hear the regret and embarrassment ringing from every word that leaves his mouth.

I just stepped back and quickly shut the door. I dropped my hand from my eyes and took a small breathe.. why is this hurting me so bad? Ugh, I need to suck it up. I can't be with him anyway, he has every right to be with whoever he wants. With that I made my way downstairs and poured my coffee, as usual. Taking a seat at the breakfast bar and pretending to look over the schedule in my phone, but really I'm trying to listen to what is happening upstairs. I can't hear much, just muffled voices and then finally, the door to his bedroom opening. I hear Soft, delicate foot steps heading down the stairs, not Nicks. I can't see the girl since my back is to the stairs but I finally catch site of her as she passes in front of me to head out the front door. Her hair was disheveled and her clothes looked to be thrown on, fuck I hate this. I need to get myself out of his thing I have with him. I do everything I can to not egg on my feelings but I just can't help it, but its time. I need to stop this, now. I'm pulled out of my thoughts with the ding of my phone. Its a text from Nick

"Getting in the shower, be down soon...I'm sorry"

I ignore his sorry and type back quickly. "Paul will be here at 9:30 for the meeting." I take a deep breathe as I hit send. I can't let this get to me. I have a job to do.

[delectablyalicee]

Nick Jonas’s New Assistant (Part 5)

Part One  Part Two  Part Three  Part Four

You get a call one day, someone asking you to fill a personal assistant job. They give you little information as to who for, but when you found out, things get a little more interesting.

I set my phone down beside me on the counter and start the coffee, just as I have done almost every day for 6 months. Again, I cannot let this get to me. I love my job, I love being Nick's assistant and allowing it to get any further than professional will just completely ruin everything, and I can't let that happen. I just need to stay focused on what we have planned for the day and continue on like normal... I just wish that was easier than it is proving to be.

As the coffee brews I lean against the counter, grabbing the planner from my bag and looking through it. The meeting this morning with Paul is to discuss schedule changes, so I want to familiarize myself with what is already going on. Before I know it, a small beep comes from the coffee maker and I turn to see the coffee pot full. I need this, not only am I running on barely any sleep, but this morning was just a little...much. I grab two coffee mugs from the cabinet and fill mine, as I am adding in the cream and sugar I hear heavy footsteps coming down the stairs, they are a little slower than normal, giving me a second to take a deep breath. I've got this. I am okay, and things are fine. I let the breath fall past my lips and grab the empty mug beside me, filling it and leaving it black before turning to nick with a smile and handing it over. He takes it but doesn't smile back. His mouth opens as if he's about to say something, but I stop him.

"I don't know what you're about to say, but it's fine. In fact, I hope you had fun, we have a long day, so a little relief is always good." I try and let the words come out as confident and smooth as I can, even adding in a small joking tone, pushing back every bit of hurt inside of myself. I don't want him to think I can't do this. I'm keeping it professional whether either of us like it or not.

He sighs, taking a sip of his coffee. I think he gets the hint that the subject needs to be squashed because he just sits at the bar stool across the counter from me and stays quiet. I continue to look over the planner a little bit before the sound of Nick's voice finally breaks the silence.

"It's 9:25"

I look up at him. 6 months I have been here and for 6 months every time I look at him, every time our eyes meet I fall just that much more in love with him.

This is so fucking bad...

Thankfully, before I get a chance to say or do anything I hear the front door open, immediately taking my mind off of Nick and to focus on whoever is at the door. It's Paul. He greats us both with smiles and I walk over to meet him half way, we hug tightly before walking back over toward the kitchen, Nick stands, and they hug as well before we all make our way into the dining room. This is usually where we have our meetings. I love this room of Nicks house. There are huge windows lining the walls, allowing for the beautiful natural light to wash over the entire room. I come in here just to relax a lot of the time, it has a weird calming effect.

We sit down and thankfully get right to work.

"Sorry we have to skip right to the boring stuff," Paul says "but I have another meeting in about an hour"

Fuck, that I was not hoping to hear. The less time I spend alone with Nick right now the better.

"It's okay, I totally understand" I say with a smile, opening up the planner and laying It out in front of me.

The meeting is quick, Paul was only there for about 30 minutes before he had to head out. Nick and I both say our goodbyes to him and find ourselves alone once again. I know we have no lunch plans so this is the perfect time to slip out, even If it is a little early, and get everything I need for Joe's party tonight. So, as soon as Paul is out the door I start packing up my things.

"You don't have any lunch plans you would need me for, and I still need to pick a few things up before tonight, so I am going to head out, if that's okay?" I ask, as I am sliding my purse strap on my shoulder.

He looks at me for a second, quiet.

Ugh, I fucking hate this.

"Yeah, that's fine." Is all he says, turning to walk away from me. I grab him gently on the arm to stop him, he turns to me and I can see the hurt plastered on his face. This is killing me.

"I still have to get a dress, and a present. It's nothing fun you would want to tag along for. We have dinner at 6:30 with that magazine editor, I will be back way before then, I promise." I let sincerity coat my words. I am trying to show him that I am really okay, that this is all really okay.

He smiles with a nod and I step forward, so I can wrap my arms tightly around his body. Relief washes over me when I feel his arms engulf me in his usual, overly tight hug. We hug all the time, but this hug I have never been more grateful for. We sperate and I flash him a smile before stepping out the door, George waiting patiently for me outside.

George and I have also become close during my time working for Nick. We spend a lot of time in the car together, alone and with other people. He has a gorgeous wife named Louise and 3 of the cutest kids I've ever seen. I love the mornings when he picks me up and I get to see a video of his daughter singing the ABC's or his son showing off his newest drawing. Anytime I am stressed out from work or just life in general he always has a way of calming me down. So, when I got into the car and was quieter than normal he knew immediately something was up.

"Everything going okay?" he asks, turning toward me. Whenever we are in the car alone I always sit up front.

I tell him about a lot of my problems, but this one needs to stay between me and Nick, so I just give him a small smile and nod. "Yeah, I'm okay, life is kind of crazy right now, but It's okay, really. I appreciate you asking though." I speak sweetly and with confidence, needing him to believe I'm okay so he doesn't continue to ask questions.

He must have believed me because we continued the ride without another question about me. We spoke about his kids being on spring break, and how he and his wife have a date planned for tonight, so he won't be driving Nick and I later. It was honestly such a relief to have my mind taken off of everything that was going on that I barely even noticed when we pulled up to the clothing store. It was one I have never heard of, but it looked beautiful from what I could see.

"My wife told me to take you here, she said they have beautiful dresses." George says with a smile, sliding out of the car. I grin at him, "Well she is beautiful, so I am certainly going to take her word for it." I say, making my way out of the car as well.

I told George he didn't have to come in with me, but he insisted, he told me his wife wanted to facetime, so she could help me pick out my dress. We have met a few times, she is such a sweet woman, so I'm not surprised she wanted to help. We spent a few hours picking out the perfect dress and jewelry to match. It sounds weird, but it was just so much fun. My mind was so occupied that I didn't spend any time at all worrying about Nick and I really needed that.

After shopping, George dropped me off at my apartment. It has been weird not talking to Nick for this long, even when we weren't together were usually texting. I really meant it when I said we had gotten close, he is my boss, and I do see him that way, but we just click together so well that he is also honestly my friend. Unfortunately for me, he's my boss and my friend that I am falling madly in love with.

[delectablyalicee]

Nick Jonas’s New Assistant (Part 9) (Warning: Mentions of Smut)

Part 1  Part 8

You get a call one day, someone asking you to fill a personal assistant job. They give you little information as to who for, but when you found out, things get a little more interesting.

This is the first day back to things being "normal" after I made my deal with Nick. Once he disappeared up the stairs I went back to my apartment. I had thought all night about what he meant by "the game begins." Nick isn't one to back down from a challenge, and now that I agreed to this deal I know he isn't going down easy. I guess it's just going to be a fight over who wants it more. Problem is, I am already close to cracking, close to confessing how much I love him, and now it's going to be even harder to keep that in, but I'm certainly going to try.

I grin when I walk out the door of my apartment and see George, I give him a tight hug before we make our way into the car. We spend the drive to Nicks house talking about how the date with his wife went. I was glad because it kept my mind off of how terrified I am to show up today. This whole thing is going to take a lot of willpower that I am not sure I have, but I guess we will see.

Once we get to Nick's I thank George and slowly slide out of the car. Taking a deep breath and smoothing out my clothes and hair before finally walking up to the door. I open it slowly, and thankfully the house is like it usually is, empty. No parade of flower petals leading me up the stairs or a band singing love songs in the living room, just Nick's normal house. I breathe a sigh of relief, stepping all the way inside. Today at 9:30am Nick has an interview, then a lunch at noon with his tour manager, and at 3:30 a photoshoot to help promote the tour. Then, after that at 6:30 we have dinner with Paul to discuss the meeting with the tour manager. So, in short, we have a packed day and there will be no escaping early. As I've said so many times before, I love my job, but I know today isn't going to be easy.

I look at my watch, its 8:30am. I set my bag down on the counter and start the coffee like usual before making my way up to Nick's room. It's honestly impressive that he never gets himself up, but it's all part of the job I guess. I knock on the door before cracking it a bit, I can see into the room enough that I see him still lying in bed, I let out a small sigh of relief when I see he's alone (an honestly rare sight). I know it would be better for me right now if he wasn't alone, if there was a girl naked in his bed like usual, but despite the fact that I wish it didn't, it would still hurt me if there was.

"Nick, its 8:30, we have somewhere to be at 9:30" I speak confidently, like I usually would. I'm not going to let anything that has happened waver me or hinder the way I do my job.

He groans, rolling over and letting his tired eyes flicker open. He speaks in a groggy voice, "okay okay, I'm coming."

That's all. That's all he says. I don't know what I was expecting, but I didn't really think "the game begins" would be this, although I am so grateful for it. "Okay, hurry up." I say before happily making my way down the stairs. This might be easier than I thought.

I'm already sipping my coffee, going over a few things for the day when Nick heads down the stairs. I look at the clock. 8:50am. Perfect. I hand him his coffee mug without taking my eyes off of my phone. A small thanks drifts through the air, but I still don't look.

"What is going on at 9:30?" His voice finally pulls my eyes off my phone screen and onto him. Does he really not know? Unlike him.

"Interview. The interviewers name is Kathy, the questions should mostly be regarding your newest album and the tour we're working on."

He just nods, sips at his coffee and pulls his phone from his pocket. At this point, I don't know if I should be relieved or terrified, but I am going to go with the benefit of the doubt and try my best to stay relieved.

The car ride was normal, like it always is. Nick and I just talking like best friends. Nothing more, nothing less. When we pull up to the studio where the interview is at, we have to drive carefully through tons of screaming teenage girls, guards on either side trying their best to hold them back. This is something I still haven't gotten used to. It's so normal for us, but still so strange. I think this is also another reason I don't want my relationship with Nick to change. Can I handle how much pure hatred is going to be thrown my way just for loving him? I decide not to think about it too much and focus on prepping Nick for some questions that may come up during his interview.

We do the typical swift run inside past fans and are greeted with smiles from the crew waiting inside. I am watching Nick get ready. He is just acting so normal. Way too normal. It's throwing me off. It's kind of like I don't know what to do with myself. I expected something so grand, and I got normal, but isn't that what I wanted? Wait, is this what he wanted? To get me all in my head? Ugh. I don't know and I fucking hate this.

I'm startled by a hand being placed on my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry! Didn't mean to startle you, just wanted to ask if we can go ahead and start." It's the production manager.

"Oh yeah, of course. Sorry I was a little zoned out there" I laugh softly.

Nick looks at me, gives me a small wink and steps on stage. Again, being way too fucking normal.

The interview wraps, and we make our way back out of the studio. Nick had me arrange for more security to join the ones that were already here because he wanted to take some time to meet with fans and take photos, but without enough security its dangerous. Once we step outside the screams erupt. It's almost deafening. I really should start carrying earplugs around with me.

As I'm standing back, watching him take pictures and sign things I notice large flashing lights, paparazzi. Another thing that's hard to get used to. At things like this they are usually pretty tame, but sometimes the following you everywhere and screaming at you gets to be too much. It's a big chunk of the reason when Nick and I hang out with stay at his place. Paparazzi is everywhere even without you knowing it. One time, we were craving ice cream at like 1:30 in the morning so we ran to the gas station maybe 5 minutes away from his house and the next morning there were at least 25 pictures of us literally just getting ice cream. The backlash of it didn't help much either. This was early in me being his assistant so not many people knew of me, meaning that dating rumors were swirling, and I was getting hate thrown my way left and right. We had to make a public statement that I was his assistant just to get it to stop. It was kind of a mess. I couldn't even imagine what I would have to deal with if we were actually dating.

After a while of meeting with fans we make our way into the car. We are, thankfully, perfectly on time. "So, how are you feeling about tour coming up?" I ask him.

He shrugs a bit. "I love tour, it's fun to travel and meet new people everywhere you go, but it's also the most stressful thing on the planet." He laughs, "I'm sure Paul will do some sessions to prepare you for it, but I know you can handle it."

I've never been on tour with anyone. The only other people I have worked for have been boring business men, so the most fun we had was company parties. This life is so new to me and tour life is even newer, but I'm also kind of excited. I know it will be crazy, but how bad could it be traveling with my best friend? Also, the guys in his band are so fucking cool. But I hope he is right, I hope I can handle it.

When we get to lunch we are greeted with big hugs from his tour manager, we have met with him quite a few times over the past few months, since tour is getting closer and closer, so we have definitely gotten to know each other a bit. He is a super nice guy, and super funny, always cracking jokes. The lunch stays mostly business since we are on a time crunch, with the photoshoot being soon. Usually, if we have time the 3 of us sit and talk for hours, but this time its quick and to the point and we are off to the next thing.

I am sitting across the room from nick as the crew is getting him ready for the photoshoot. I am trying to get some talking points together for our dinner with Paul, but I can't concentrate. Nick is sitting in the chair with his shirt off and I can't take my eyes off of him. I just keep thinking about the other night, our bodies pressed together, his length filling me up and pounding into me, me practically begging him to never stop. I shake my head. No Y/N stop it. I can't think about that...man is it going to be hard to not think about that... He eventually stands up and he catches me staring at him, he gives me a little wink before speaking loud enough that I can hear him from across the room.

"Take a picture, it will last longer." I know he's doing this to fuck with me. I lift my hand, shaking my head and flipping him off. He laughs before being whisked away by the crew.

I'm watching the photoshoot now and he looks so fucking good, my mind drifts off a bit once again. It's like I can hear his groans in my ear again, him telling me so sternly to cum for him, my legs are practically shaking just at the thought. Fuck. This is not good. I pull myself out of my head and try my best to get back to work.

"I saw you staring at me during the photoshoot." The words catch me off guard, but I try to not let him notice that. We are in the car on the way to dinner. I don't say anything back and pretend to stay focused on my work, but he speaks again. "You know, you really can take all the pictures of me you want, just to remember me by, of course." He speaks teasingly, and I roll my eyes, finally shooting a retort at him.

"I think I'm okay on that, I sadly have to stare at your face too much already."

He laughs, "Oo okay, that one hurt, I can't lie, but..." He leans in closer to me and then lowers his voice so only the two of us can hear "I don't know if that's what you were thinking when you were begging me to fuck you harder the other night." My breath hitches. That, I definitely wasn't expecting. The throbbing between my thighs is back but I try my best to ignore it. I need to think of something to say back and I need to think of it quick, but it's hard when all I want to do is jump on top of him and have him fuck me until I can't take it anymore, but instead I playfully push him away from me and snap back with an annoyed, yet joking tone, "ah, ya see, I was just being nice that night. I didn't want to hurt your feelings."

He leans back even further, clutching his heart dramatically "Wow, that one stung." He drops his hand. "Good thing I know it's a lie. I just hope all that staring at me means you're thinking about it, because I certainty spend a lot of my time thinking about" His words come out so nonchalantly. The throbbing between my thighs is growing more intense and the thought of him just simply thinking about fucking me is driving me insane.

'Not a lie." Is all I can manage to say.

Dinner went smoothly and quickly, so we get back to Nick's at a decent time. The second we are both out of the car I am swooped up off of my feet. I small terrified noise leaves my mouth before I realize it's Nick. Once I do I can't help my laugh and try to squirm away from him.

"I'm sorry but what the fuck are you doing?" I say in between attempts to make him set me free.

He's just laughing. Honestly, I'm not trying too hard to get away, his arms wrapped tightly around me being something I am not mad about in the slightest.

"Will you quit." He says, walking us up to the house. "I was just making sure you didn't try and run away to your apartment already."

I would've too. I would've got right into the front seat and had George take me home. But I lie "Well, number one, I wasn't going to run away, and number two, please put me the fuck down."

He puts me down but only once we are inside. I give him a clearly joking yet still angry look as I try and straighten myself out. "You know, we are adults, you could have asked me nicely to stay."

"Yeah, but where is the fun in that?" He speaks with a wink, heading into the living room.

We watch movies all night and the feeling of normalcy is something I needed. We just had fun and cracked jokes the whole time while stuffing our faces with snacks. I didn't realize until now that I truly really, really needed this. I wasn't just scared of what Nick was going to be like today, but I was scared if we could even act kind of normal around each other, but tonight means we can and that is giving me so much hope that everything is going to be okay.

I have to call it quits around 1 am, I have to be back here early and while I would normally stay here, with this little deal we have going on I am not risking it. Nick walks me to the door, but as I am about to walk out of it he stops me. I turn to him, thinking I forgot something, but once our eyes meet his hands are gently placing themselves on my cheeks. He isn't saying anything, he's just looking at me and I am looking right back. My heart is practically melting. I wish I could just tell him how I feel, but I don't. I just keep looking. We are like this for a few seconds before I see his eyes sadden. I want to grab him, to do anything and everything to take his sadness away, but I don't move.

"Nick..." I speak softly.

He doesn't say anything. His hands drop from my cheeks and he steps back, but I don't move. It's like my body won't let me turn away from him, won't let our eyes pull from each other. It takes ever ounce of myself to finally turn away from him. It's like I can feel pieces of my heart falling to the ground.

Now it's clear. This is going to be the hardest thing I have ever had to do.