With the Lights Off...

(49): Say You Love Me

*i'm sorry for the previous chapter guys. I'll clear it up in the following ones, I swear. Omg, BTW, wish I could've added Nikki Reed in this story, but I can't anymore. Probably in the sequel. Or wherever. Anyway, though I am a #NIanShipper all the way, I'm happy for Nikki and Ian. They deserve to be happy, right? So, maybe we should stop the hate and just allow our dear, dear baby Ian to live his life and love who he wants to love. Stop bashing, okay? It's not doing Ian, Nikki, Nina, or yourselves, any good. Also, btw, this story is my way of showing you guys how I wanted our NIan to end. Love you all ❤ Also, listen to the song that inspired this title by Jesse Ware. Sam Smith helped me discover her and now I am OBSSESSED.*

Ian's POV

"I'm getting back together with Nicky Hilton."

Hearing the words come out of my mouth was like trying to cough up my own liver. It felt disgusting, awful, uncomfortable, and impossible.

It hurt.

Seeing Nina's face fall, looking completely defeated, hurt me more than saying what I did.

"I don't want to talk about this here," she said softly. She stood up and wrapped her arms around herself. "Not right now."

"You asked me what I wanted to tell you," I said. "So, I told you."

She nodded and bit her lip. "Can we talk about this when we get to your house?" she asked, avoiding my gaze again.

I got up and reached out to take her hands. She stepped back slowly and said, "Please, Ian."

"Nina, just let me-."

"I'm not saying I'm not letting you explain," she answered. "I just don't want you to do it now. I can't do this to Clive and Sebastiano. They need us to be here, enjoying their engagement. Not making it about our twisted lives."

"Nina," I whispered again.

She held her hand up and breathed in heavily. She shook her head and scratched the space between her eyebrows. Before saying anything else, she stepped forward and reached for my collar. She straightened it out and ironed out the wrinkles of my shirt with her hands. "Let's get inside," she whispered, kissing me on the cheek.

She took my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine. I looked at her, confused. "Nina, please let's-."

"Baby," she sighed. I felt the hairs on the back of my hair stand up on end. "Let's not, okay? We can wait until we get home-. um, get to your house."

"It's still your home," I retorted.

She nodded calmly and kissed me on the cheek again. "Okay," she whispered. "Let's get inside, okay? We don't have to do this."

"Yes we do," I said, holding her back. She bit her lip. "Nina, I need to know what you're feeling. Pretending that you're okay with what I told you isn't helping me."

"I'm not okay with it," she said. "But, right now, I have to be. I don't want our friends to worry about us when there are better things happening for them. Know that I'm not okay, but let me pretend that I am in front of our friends, alright?"

I bit my lip and nodded slowly. "Okay."

She tried to crack a smile, but her mouth just wouldn't let her do it. Instead she smirked and said, "We'll be okay for tonight. Just don't make anyone think otherwise."

With my hand still in hers, we made our way inside to join the party. Before we could even look around for our friends, Clive made his way to us and hugged us both tightly.

"Oh God, you two look so adorable," he said. "You are the most adorable couple I have ever seen, honestly."

Nina smiled and said, "Thank you. I can say the same about you and Sebastiano."