Mess it up

Chapter 14

"I don't get angry when I'm pissed
I'm the eternal optimist
I scream inside to deal with it. "
all‐american bitch (Olivia Rodrigo)

“ Nick why do I keep messing things up , even my parents can't handle me anymore”
I cried in Nick's shoulder 
“ Mess me up if you want Lily , It's heaven to be messed up by you” 
Nick……..
He was embracing me with all his force
I felt bad for him
having to deal with me
it's kind of hard
I pushed him 
It would be better if he left me alone
I put my hand on his chest trying to push him
but rather than being pushed Nick just held my tighter
“Lily stop trying to make me go , because I won't” 
“ Nick pleas-”
He let go of me and Cupped my Cheeks
“If you keep crying I will kidnap you from your family” 
Nick 
My heart started to tingle 
maybe it was telling me that he was a psycho 
I really wished that he was telling me that
not any other STUDIED Naive Reason 
“Nick you aren't a bad person, stop trying to be”
I told him as I sank my face in his big hands
only one if them was the size if my whole face, and it wasn't because my face was small
Nick's hands were huge 
his fingers were very tall and thick too
He froze for a moment before speaking 
“ If I'm not the bad person , then who is?”
I felt like Nick said those words, and he really meant something bigger behind them,
I didn't know what did he do to think he is a bad person?
But I knew for sure that Nick isn't a bad person , someone like him , warm , kind , sweet and most of all cares for someone like me 
isn't a bad person 
“ I don't know, but it definitely isn't you”
My words made Nick's eyes widen
“My Nick Larsen could do no wrong” 
I myself smiled at my words and how stupid they were
My Nick Larsen?
What's wrong with me?
Nick got surprised then he cover his face with his hands that were on my cheeks 
“You look very red Nick Larsen” I smiled as I tried to pull his hands off his face
I finally could see his blushed face properly 
aren't Nick the cutest?
“Aren't you the sweetest?” I smiled as we stared into each other's eyes
He wrapped his hands around my waist 
“I think My Lily is sweeter , could I have a taste to properly judge?” 
He Pulled me closer to kiss, but I pushed him
“ Look Nick isn't that painting amazing”
I pointed to The night of light
“ It's okay” He responded 
“ Whattt ? Okayyy, look at how well it's painted, can't you see the emotions, you could almost feel like you are living the same moment with the painter, it's amazing!!” I exclaimed 
“ Do you like Arthur Night”
“ Yes I love him look at this too” 
I pointed to another painting I kept explaining every detail about it
I even ran into new ones that were just as amazing 
“ Also look, I just noticed , the knife that is stabbing the king is the same one that the king cut molded bread with to give it to the people !” It was a connection between two different painting, 
“ That's how you act when you love something?” Nick asked 
I have been showing him the paintings for a while and during the whole time he was looking at me not even the painting, and he looked like he was in deep thoughts
is that what he was thinking about?
“ Maybe, Close people around me always told me that I get crazy about something when I love it” I smiled when u remembered how obsessed I get with my comfort shows and characters 
“I obsess over what I love” I added 
I walked trying to see any connection between other painting 
Nick was still standing
I turned to tell him to come already
“Then get crazy about me Lily , obsess over me and only me” 
he wasn't joking around he was talking seriously 
oh baby Nick
I walked over to him
“Loving some artists or something is easy .
I will never get hurt by them 
but in human case it's kind of hard”
I poked Nick's chest
“ People change, People lie ,Things don't”
“ You would have to prove yourself to me Nick Larsen, that would be hard” I laughed
“Nothing is so hard Lily Mason” He said that with a smirk and His hands touched the nape of my neck
I stepped on his shoe but he didn't even flinch 
“ I'm cheering you on” I smiled as I walked away 
“ Oh my , Lily Mason herself is cheering for me” He said that with a prideful tone as he caught up to my steps