Nikki's POV
I went out again today looking for Y/N and this time I was lucky. Well not so lucky, I mean I was out for about 3 hours.... Okay 5... okay 6 and a half what do you want. It was a cold gloomy day, not many people out, but she was. I saw her. I finally saw her walking down a sidewalk down town, hands shoved in her pockets.
I ran across the street causing a car to honk at me, to which I raised a middle finger and kept running.
"Y/N!" I call out, heading straight toward her. She looks back with a look of shock. She tried to roll her eyes and keep walking but I ran up and grabbed her arm to keep her from going any farther. No way I'm letting her get away from me this time.
Y/N's POV
Goddamnit Nikki. I was still so angry at him. At all of them. But on some level I was relieved to see him. I wanted so badly for things to go back to the way they were but I just knew they couldn't... they used me and it made me feel terrible. No way I'm letting Nikki bring me back there.
Just then he grabbed my arm forcing me to stop and turn around.
"Nik-" I begin, trying to jerk my arm free.
"Y/N. we're sorry okay we all are. We feel terrible but come back with me please. We need you."
I roll my eyes at him still shaking my arm to try and get it out of his grip but he's a lot stronger than I thought he was.
"What, to do the cooking and the cleaning?" I respond as I finally accept the fact that I at least have to talk to him and stop trying to get away, relaxing my arm.
"NO! God Y/N why do you have to be so stubborn! Just come home!"
"Stubborn?!?" I ask in a shocked tone, offended.
Nikki shakes his head in frustration.
"I didn't mean that okay just come with me." He says and starts waving down a cab that's coming our way.
"No forget it Nikki, I'm not coming back to the apartment!" I say to him angrily but he's still pulling me toward the curb as the cab stops in front of us.
"Come on Y/N!!" He tries.
"No! Forget about it!"
All of the sudden he puts a hand on my back and crouches down grabbing my legs. He picked me up and started carrying me.
"NIKKI PUT ME DOWN!"
He doesn't respond, he opens the door of the cab and I'm still flailing my arms and legs.
"YOU CANT JUST KIDNAP ME NIKKI"
"Yes I can" he responds simply, practically throwing me in the back seat, yelling our address at the driver and sitting down next to me.
The cab starts to move and Nikki shuts the small window in the partition, turning to me.
I huff, hopeless now, I can't just jump out of the cab or something.
"Y/N, we all feel fucking terrible about what we did okay? Me and the guys... we need you." He says with a sad look.
"What that's all you have to say?" I begin. There's a pause. Nikki just looks at me, not knowing what to say next.
"I thought you guys were my friends. Real friends Nikki... but you used me. You bet on who could get me in to bed. That's not what friends do."
He sighed and we sat in silence for a minute. He just stared at me.
"We did a horrible thing. You have every right to be mad but- but do you have to just, up and run away?!?" He asked starting to get more angry again, using his arms to gesture out the window.
Nikki's POV
"Yes!! I couldn't be living in an apartment with three guys who bet money on body!!" She raised her voice a little, her face getting red with anger.
Then her expression shifts and she starts to look sad, looking down at her lap, a tear making it's way down her cheek.
"And one of them who... I actually was stupid enough to give it to."
My fave softens and reach my hand out and place it on her knee. I felt terrible. We all did.
"You know... he feels horrible about that. Really."
"How terrible?" She asked lifting her head with a pout making my chuckle slightly.
"Real terrible. For the first time in his life he isn't horny." I laugh a bit and she actually laughs a little, sniffling. She wipes her face and looks at me again with a sad expression.
"And he's been drinking even more than usual. I know he feels bad because that's how he copes with any kind of bad feeling." I say and she frowns.
"That's not good...." Is all she can say.
"We all care about you Y/N... I care about you."
Her brows furrow and she looks at me, pausing for a few seconds, looking down as if she's searching her brain. As if having a realizing she looks back up gain and shrugs her shoulders a bit.
"You don't....not enough at least."
"Y/N of course I care. I care a lot."
"No you don't!"
Just then the cab comes to a stop and I open the partition window handing the driver some cash, opening the door and grabbing Y/N's hand dragging her out. It was raining now and getting dark now. I guess we were too invested in our conversation to hear the droplets on the car windows.
I start pulling her toward the apartment building.
"I'm not going in there Nikki!" She shouts over the noise as the cab drives away and the rain starts to pick up.
"Why?!?!" I shout to her over the sound of the rain hitting the ground as I stop pulling her and stand in front of her still holding her arm.
"Because you don't care."
"I do care Y/N!" Why won't she believe me?
She just looks at me sadly. I could've cried. How could we have caused her so much pain.... She never did anything to us. I love her... and I hurt her.
Y/N's POV
We stood there in the rain just looking at each other, our hair and clothes getting soaked, but I didn't even care. I was too upset to care. I wanted to come home I really did. But I was hurt.
Nikki sighed shakily, looking down to his feet before looking back at me.
"Someone who doesn't care wouldn't know that..... your favourite song..." he starts, my brows furrow in a look of confusion.
"It's landslide. By Fleetwood Mac. You love Fleetwood Mac because your dad used to play them in the car when he would drive you to school."
I stare at him, shocked.
"Your favourite food is pancakes.... And sour gummy worms." He laughs a little, making me smile.
"You love the smell of the air after it rains, and you love rainbows, whenever anyone asks you your favourite colour you can't choose and ask 'is rainbow a colour?' It's not by the way." He laughs again making me laugh a bit with him.
"Your favourite show is Three's company, you love Joni Mitchell and Janis Joplin, you don't know how to play poker, you hate when people touch your hair, and you can't sleep when it's too quiet, you have to have the sound of traffic outside your window." He blurts, pausing and looking at me with hopeful eyes.
"Nikki...." I say, looking in to his eyes, but knowing what to say.
"I do care Y/N.... You may not think I'm listening when you're talking but I always am...." He says looking down at his feet.
"You're the only one I listen to..."
He just barley whispered.
I didn't know what to say, but I was overwhelmed, and I just started crying.
"Y/N......" he said grabbing my face in his hands and looking me in the eyes.
"I have to tell you this now because I just can't keep it in anymore okay?"
I just look at him and nod my head, tears still falling like the rain did around us.
"I love you. I- I'm in love with you. I have been since the day I first saw you, and I know I messed up! The bet was stupid and I never should've gone through with it!" He shouts over the rain and I stare at him for a second.
Slowly he gets closer, my face still in his hands he leans in, and kisses me, my hands coming to hold on to his wrists.
For a minute I forget about everything. Nothing existed but the two of us in that moment. Slowly he pulled away the realization hit me like a ton of bricks as I looked in his eyes.
"Nikki.... I love you too."