No Strings Attached{Nick Mara}

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"Mimi?" Someone spoke as I finished singing.

I turned around and was faced with Nick and Casey, his girlfriend. I mentally prepared myself then spoke.

"What do you want?" I asked kind of irritated.

"Can I talk to you out here. Please" Casey asked.

"Sure. Sit your drunk ass down" I told Nick.

I shut the studio door as we both talked right in front of it.

"So what do you want to talk about?" I asked.

"Mr.DrunkAss in there. I just wanted to tell you we broke up on the way here. And he couldn't stop crying while he was talking about you. He told me how much he loved you and he'll never stop. Even if you were to date another person. He said he really misses you, and hopes you'll give him another chance" she told me.

"I barely know you, but it seems like you're very special to him. And what you guys had was way more than what both of you might of had. That drunk man in there loves you more than anyone can see" she added. That made me soft.

"He kinda sobered up a little, but he's still not all there. I'm gonna leave now, have a nice night" she smiled.

"Wait, why did you guys come here?" I asked.

"He begged me to drive him here. I don't like being area d him or arguing with him when he's drunk. He also hasn't been sober for awhile just to let you know" she said as she open we'd the front door.

"Have a nice night Casey" I waved.

"You too Kimmy" she waved then shut the door and left.

I walked back into the studio and sad down next to Nick.

"What the fuck is wrong with you? You haven't been sober for awhile now Nick! You know that's not good for you! What the fuck is going through your mind?" I asked getting angry a with him.

"I just couldn't keep my mind off you, so I turned to drinking to solve my problems" he explained. I was gonna knock him out before the alcohol could.

"And what about Casey?!" I asked, more like yelling.

He was silent.

"Nick, every time this happens, you go running to another girl to solve your problems. You need to talk to me Nick. I'm a human too" I told almost hurt.

"You know, ever since I met your stupid ass I stopped doing what I used to do. Like hooking up with guys I don't know. The one night stand thing. Just to get money thing. Just to mess with their head thing. Only because I thought you were someone different" I confessed.

He was still dead silent and I was tired of it right now.

"CAN YOU AT LEAST LOOK AT ME WHEN I'M SPEAKING, OR AT LEAST TALK BACK TO ME?!" I yelled at him.

He looked at me. Eyes puffy and red. Tears started to form again in his eyes. Then they started filling down his face.

"I'm sorry, I just don't want to say something I'll regret" he looked back down.

I kneeled in front of him and lifted his face

up to face mine. I cupped his cheeks and looked him deep in the eyes.

"And what could that possible be?" I asked, almost like a whisper.

"I don't know" he shrugged.

"I don't want you to cry anymore. You need to sleep. We can talk tomorrow when you get up OK?" I told.

"OK" he nodded his head.