Neither one of them were in a very good mood that day - Demi had to catch a flight back to LA later that night and Nick was mad because this time, she had only been in town for one day and he hardly got to see her at all anymore. So the one day would have been great, except for half her morning was spent with a photoshoot. And now Nick was trying to hail a cab so they wouldn’t have to walk back to his place cause Demi was in heels and it dammit was hot and frankly he didn’t want any more paparazzi pictures but, having the bad luck that he could never get rid of, the drivers just were not agreeing with him today. And yeah, they kind of never agreed with him, but it would have be nice if they did on the day that he has his girlfriend - who let’s face it, even when she’s mad she’s hot as hell - with him so he didn’t look like a totally incompetent ass.
Needless to say, he looked like a totally incompetent ass.
“It’s OK,” Demi said, exhaling slowly. “We’ll just walk.”
“Are you sure?” He looked down at her, frowning. He really didn’t want her to have to walk. It was kind of a long way. And her heels were at least five inches.
“Yeah,” She nodded, turning and letting go of his waist as she stepped back onto the sidewalk.
Nick sighed, following her and taking her hand as they started to walk. He kissed her temple gently. “You never said when you’ll be back.”
She was quiet for a moment and he looked at her; she wasn’t frowning exactly, but she wasn’t smiling either. She was just blank. And the sunglasses didn’t help in reading what she was feeling. “That’s cause I don’t know.”
He just nodded, biting his lip. “I figured.” He looked around the crowd for a minute. Part of the reason he liked New York so much was the fact that there were just so many people that sometimes he could just go for a walk without getting recognized. It was like his own little escape without really being an escape, if that made sense.
“I told you now wasn’t a good time.” She said so quietly he almost didn’t hear her. But of course he did and his heart aches just a little bit.
“Don’t say that, Dems.” He squeezed her hand in his instinctively, like he was trying to hold onto her as she fell away from him. And she was, kind of. He could feel it. He could feel her slipping away.
They stop at a cross walk and neither of them speak until they make their way onto the next block. “I’m just too busy right now.”
“Yeah and I’m not. It’s not like we both have these crazy insane schedules.”
“Well you’re about to.” She tossed her coffee into a nearby trashcan, leaning into him a little more now that she doesn’t have to worry about spilling it all over herself. “You’re writing, recording. You’ll be on tour soon.”
“Not for months, babe. Probably not until after Christmas. That gives us loads of time.”
She made a soft noise and he could tell she was tired so he wrapped his arm around her for the rest of the way. “Do you wanna go out to dinner tonight?”
She shook her head. “No. Can we just order pizza or something? I don’t want to get dressed up and then have to come back and change before my flight.”
“Pizza and sweatpants it is.” He smiled softly and kissed her forehead. “We can spend the whole night in.”
“Can we snuggle?” She said in a muffled voice as she buried her face in his neck. Despite the heat, she embraced his warmth, just wanting to be close to him. At the end of the day, that’s all she wanted. He was all she wanted.
Nick laughed and nodded, turning the corner. “Of course. We can do whatever you want.”
“Watch Ancient Aliens?” She asked hopefully, lifting her head only so that she could see where they were going.
“Of course. We’ll have a marathon.”
“Yes!” She laughed for probably the first time all day. As usual, Nick laughed along with her, unable to help himself.
“You know,” He said, smiling down at her. “I don’t care if I only get to see you once a week or every two weeks. All I care about is the fact that you’re mine.”
She beamed up at him, feeling butterflies in her stomach. “You’re something else, Jonas, you know that?”
