The Host. Read it.
A close friend of mine was in a car accident and she's not doing very well. Everyone please pray for her.
I wasn't going to post. But I wrote to keep myself busy. So sorry if it's not that good...
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Summer’s POV.
I smile weakly.
“Good evening Mrs. Jonas…” I say, straining my voice.
“Hello Summer… I was just checking on you girls…” Mrs. Jonas says, answering my question.
“That’s very sweet of you. Thank you…” I reply. My eyes start to droop.
“Goodnight Summer,” Mrs. Jonas says warmly.
“Goodnight Mrs. Jonas,” I reply, putting as much warmth as possible in the words.
Mrs. Jonas smiles and turns away. I close the door quietly and walk to my bed. I’m about to curl up under the covers when there’s another knock at the door. I groan and ignore it.
“We’re sleeping…” I mutter, hopefully loud enough for the person to hear.
“No you’re not. You were at the door seconds ago,” Nick replies, humor in his tone. I close my eyes and feel myself drift off to dreamland. I hear Nick say something to my door. I can’t hear it. It frustrates me. I’m too tired to pay any attention to it, so I just let my eyes close.
I jolt awake at 2 A.M. My body is covered in sweat and my hair is matted to my forehead. I wipe at it but it doesn’t budge. I look over at the glowing alarm clock and take a deep breath. It was just a dream… Just a dream. I lay back down and try to close my eyes, but each time I do, the dream returns. I sit up and walk to the bathroom. I turn on the shower and wait for the water to get hot. I tiptoe back to my bed and retrieve my phone that’s under my pillow. Please still be awake!
What time is wake up tomorrow morning? -S
I send Nick. I doubt he’s awake. I walk back to the bathroom with my phone in my hands. It buzzes and I look at the screen.
Late day. Not till 11 if you want to sleep in. We have a phone interview at 9 but you two can sleep. We’re not leaving the city till 12. So whenever you want to wake up… Be ready at 11. Love, Nick.
My heart skips a beat when I read the word “love” at the end of the text. I smile and put my phone on the sink. I step into the steaming hot shower and let the water beat down on my bare back. I close my eyes and I shiver. The dream pulls me back under despite the fact that I’m awake. I push it out of my mind. My eyes start to droop and I turn off the shower. I step out, wrap a skimpy towel around my torso and walk into my room. I sit down on my bed and dial Nick’s number.
“What’s wrong?” he asks immediately.
“I… I don’t know,” I whisper honestly.
“Why did you call Summer?” Nick asks, worry the most prominent tone in his voice.
“I guess I can’t sleep…” I admit.
“You want me to come over?” Nick asks, as if we’re in separate houses and he’s not just down the hall.
“Yes. Please… But Brooke’s still asleep…” I whisper, glancing over at Brooke’s motionless body on her bed.
“Give me three.” The line goes dead and I don’t move a muscle until Nick arrives. I walk over to the door, unlock it and walk back to my bed. I sit down. Nick follows me after closing the door softly. Nick wraps his arms around me and holds me until I talk.
“You didn’t have to come…” I whisper.
“I wanted to…” Nick replies.
“I’m only in a towel,” I note.
“I know… What happened?” Nick asks sweetly.
“I… I dreamt that…” I swallow hard. I can’t even say it. “My dad… He wasn’t okay,” I say, putting it mildly.
“You want me to call him?” Nick offers. I shake my head.
“No, I know it was just a dream. I… I woke up sweating. Took a shower. That’s why I’m in a towel…” I say in a flat voice. Nick’s grip tightens.
“You want me to get you something to wear?” Nick asks. I nod. Nick’s arms move away but I hold him tight.
“Don’t…” I croak.
“Okay,” Nick whispers and he kisses my head. I lean back and press my body to his. His grip tightens and my towel inches down. It doesn’t fall completely, but it slowly is going there.
“Don’t move…” I plead. Nick smiles against my head and nods.
“I won’t…” he promises.
“If you do, warn me… I… Don’t feel completely comfortable with well… Flashing you,” I say and grin despite my haunting dream. Nick chuckles softly. He looks back at Brooke and sighs.
“I don’t blame you… Is Brooke a deep sleeper?” Nick asks, whispering in my ear. I nod my head and look up at him. I kiss his jaw. He turns me around and leans me on my bed. He makes sure that my towel stays put. His lips move together with mine and for a second the dream is far from my mind.
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