The Movies Make It Look Easy

Chapter 53

Chapter 53

 

 

Shannon’s P.O.V:

 

 

The apartment was eerily silent as I flicked off all the lights and went into my room, shutting the door behind me.

I stood beside my bed, debating the merits of having a shower now or in the morning. I chose now; that way I wouldn’t be under as much pressure in the morning.

I took my time, doing a number of girly things like moisturising and exfoliating that I didn’t usually have time for these days.

I took the time to do those things because it was either that or stare at the ceiling – I wasn’t in the mood for reading or going on the computer.

I was almost certain that this was the first time I’d spent the night alone in the apartment.

Even before Nick had practically moved into my room, he’d always only been a few feet away.

I found that I missed him; I was used to his presence, even when we weren’t touching, or even in the same room.

Mark and Jay had dragged him out to celebrate…well, nothing really, they just wanted to go out.

Both Nikki and I had been invited but Nikki was home visiting her family and I had declined because my classes started up again tomorrow. I was determined not to miss the first class back after the Christmas holidays, and I definitely didn’t want to turn up hungover. So I’d opted out of socialising in favour of staying in like a good student…sad, I know.

I hadn’t been alone all that long though because Nick had decided against pre-drinking, and he didn’t go out until around eleven.

Part of me felt bad because I knew that the reason he hadn’t gone pre-drinking was because he didn’t want to leave me. The other part of me though, was grateful that he’d stayed at home for as long as he did.

I rolled over onto my side, reaching my arm out until my fingers lightly grazed the cold spot in the bed beside me; Nick’s usual place.

I reached over to turn off the light and lay in the dark, willing myself to go to sleep, to fall into oblivion.

Sadly, it didn’t come.

I couldn’t help wondering what Nick was doing and where he was.

Was he with the guys or was he with random people?

Was he drinking?

Was he thinking about me?

I sighed in frustration, knowing there was no point in dwelling on thoughts of Nick, especially when I knew I wouldn’t get answers until morning, at the very least.

What surprised me the most was that I felt no jealousy whatsoever; not at the thought of Nick being out with the guys, drinking and probably talking to random (slutty) girls.

Even though I knew his reputation, I firmly believed that he wouldn’t even think about doing anything shady.

I was relieved that I wasn’t experiencing any irrational jealousy; the type that screams of needy people and a lack of trust.

I smiled slightly to myself at the thought and felt my mind ease, finally able to drop off to sleep.