Have I Told You (A Nemi Story)

Stuck On Stupid...

Nick POV

   I all but ran out of that house, I probably looked like I was being chased and I had no clue why on earth I was so eager to leave.

   I got to my car opened it and just sat there staring at the house. What would she think of me? I probably just ruined whatever chance I had of resuming the friendship I once thought I’d lost. She told me I looked great and all I could do was smile at her like the idiot that I was and then proceed to leave her there. But I can’t explain it one second I was just sat on the couch wondering why on earth I had even decided to show up to this party and the next second I was face to face with a blast from the past.

She looked different, in the most wonderful way. She looked like dare I say it, a woman.

   A fully grown woman and this realization meant I had to compose myself before I spoke to her; this was not the Demi I remembered. Her smile was still as bright as it always is but her features had all matured. She was curvier, healthier and just plain beautiful and I was in awe.

   Just talking to her my whole body was on fire but looking at her I knew she couldn’t tell which meant I was doing a good job of hiding it. I had to find out how she was but I wasn’t expecting her to comment on my appearance first and that’s what threw me off. I couldn’t keep it together anymore after this so I had to find a way out of there and fast before I completely exploded.

“Idiot,” I said to no one in particular as I banged both of my fists hard unto the steering wheel.

    At that exact moment I saw Demi frantically run out of the front door, down the stairs and towards a car I assumed was hers. I was intently watching her as she clutched her chest with one hand and covered her mouth with the other. Was she crying? And was I the cause of her sudden breakdown? She got in the car but didn’t drive away, she just sat there sobbing into her hands, she was shaking uncontrollably and all I wanted to do in that moment was hold her in my arms and tell her everything was alright. I was willing myself to get out of the car, take her in my arms and make her pain go away but no matter how hard I internally willed it my body was frozen, I couldn’t move.

   There was no instruction from my mind to the rest of my body to tell it to move. All I could do was sit there and watch her fully breakdown and I’m sure if she would have known I was watching and did nothing that would break her heart even more. Why was I being so stupid? This is Demi, your best friend, the one person who gets you more than anyone you’ve ever met, why are you acting as though she is a stranger? You’ve comforted her on many occasions so why is this one any different? But still I didn’t move all I could do was sit and question myself as to why I was still sitting and not covering Demi in a warm embrace.

   I sat there for what seemed like forever until I heard her ignition turn on, she then proceeded to drive away, further and further away and still I sat watching her drive out of my life. She had just returned and I had let her slip away again out of fear and I could do nothing but sit and stare. So that is what I did I sat and I stared off into the distance as though any minute she would realize I was still there and come back.

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   Yesterday felt like a dream, to be perfectly honest I wish it was a dream. I finally managed to use what sense I had left to drive myself home and that was just half the battle, I tossed and turned all night feeling like utter shit because of what I had done to Demi. I probably looked at her number a hundred times contemplating whether I should text her and let her know I was sorry but I didn’t want her to be aware of the fact I had seen her crying so I let it go. Eventually I fell asleep but it was over too soon and now I’m awake and wondering if I should text her. I still couldn’t really explain what was happening to me last night all I know is that the sight of Demi ignited something inside me I didn’t know was there. It felt like I was super aware of everything she did and the effect it was having on me. Her smile physically tugged on my heart, I can honestly say my heart was beating so fast that I thought it was going to fall out of my chest into my hands right in front of her. At least then she would have known why I rushed off so fast.

   Just seeing her breakdown in her car tore me to shreds. I just wanted to take her in my arms and comfort her. I know I’m feeling something for her but I’m not sure what exactly it is and it’s scaring me to be honest. I don’t even know where to begin, I haven’t even seen her properly in almost 2 years and the first time I see her insides feel like they are being electrocuted. She looked breathtaking last night, her outfit showed off her curves and made her look like a woman but still with that badass side everyone knew Demi had, it was like the little girl I remember being my best friend had grown and matured in my absence into the gorgeous creature that sat before me last night.

   These feelings that I am having towards my very best friend are confusing the hell out of me but I know that I owe it to not only myself but to Demi to do something about it because I can’t keep freaking out every time I see her. It’s either I get over this or I find a way of dealing with it. So I decided to text her just to make sure she was ok and also because I was dying to talk to her. I think I paced back and forth in my apartment a hundred times before my phone finally vibrated and she replied back.

Then Joe strolled in with nothing but boxers on and snatched my phone out of my hands. I forgot to mention I share an apartment with him; it’s not always the best thing and today was one of those moments.

“Joe! Give me my phone back!” I said through gritted teeth.

“Whoa, Good morning to you too lil’ bro. Looks like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”

“Seriously, hand me my phone please.”

“Ok, ok, catch!” He tossed it up in the air and I kid you not I goalie style dove head first for it.

When I stood up, I saw Joe doubled over in laughter, almost wheezing for air in-between laughs.

“Bro, that was hilarious. What’s so important that you had to dive for your phone?”

“It doesn’t matter and besides why would I tell you?”

“Because you know I’ll find out anyway so it’s best if you just told me yourself now,” He smiles.

I wish I could have just punched that grin off his stupid face but he was right, he had this ridiculous ability of finding out about everything under the sun. I guess I was still a little bit angry at the fact he had made me go that stupid party last night and then ends up ditching me.

“If you hadn’t ditched me last night you would know.”

“Oh come on! I’m sorry ok, it’s just there was this girl and well you know,” He winked. The idiot actually just winked at me.

“Don’t make me punch you Joe, now can you please leave me alone.”

“No, not until you tell me why you’re so on edge this morning.”

I contemplated just running away really fast and locking myself in my bedroom for the rest of the day but he might actually catch me before I make it and I’d have to come out eventually so... I conceded.

“Fine Joe, you win. I may have met a girl last night and I managed to get her number but I think I royally messed up my chances so I just texted her and I’m waiting on her reply.”

“Ooo, little brothers got a girl. Good for you! What’s her name?”

“Err, Elise.” Yes I do realize I just lied to my brother but he didn’t have to know it was Demi and besides there is so much bad blood between them I didn’t want him to know it was her, ok so I’m being selfish who cares, what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

 Authors Note: This is the 3rd Chapter! Wow I've actually surprised myself how fast I'm getting these up and I'm excited that people are actually reading them, I got my first vote and I was super excited about it! Anyway, this chapter is from Nick's point of view because I feel like it's always good to get both sides to a story. Hope you like it!