"I can tell you it… or I think I might have a video somewhere on my camera that you can look at." she says biting her lip in thought. "Whatever you want to do, Nicky."
He shrugged and cuddled into the blankets. “I’ll do anything. I just want my old life back.”
"Yeah I know you do. They’re going to be letting you out of the hospital soon. It’ll be easier to help you remember things when your not stuck in a hospital bed."
i will be! sorry i’ve been working, and i start school so i won’t be on a whole lot, but there won’t be any activity problems!
"Alright, alright. If you remember then fine. I was just saying, Nick." She says holding her hands up in mock surrender. "Tell me whenever your ready."
"But that’ll ruin the whole plan," Nick said with a pout. "I can’t tell you."
"Yeah I know, but you just said that you would tell me, so now you have me really curious about what the hell it is. Pleeease. Just tell me?" she pouts playfully.
"Goodnight," he whispered. He kissed her cheek and slowly fell asleep.
For the first time that day, she’s generally at ease, knowing that Nick is on his way to a full fledged recovery.
When she wakes the next morning, Nick is still out cold but one of his nurses is there, clipboard in hand, checking his vitals. She carries a small cup of juice and another cup full of pills for - she presumes, Nick- and a frown on her face.
Peyton’s cheeks heat up and she sits up a little detangling herself from Nick’s arms without waking him and climbs from the bed. She pulls her hair into a pony tail, and scribbles down a note for Nick. It’s short and sweet, saying she’s just gone to get breakfast from the hospital cafeteria and that she’d be back, just in case he wakes.
She all but runs from the room afterwards. She takes a plate of eggs and bacon, a bottle of juice and speeds back to the room. Nick looks to be awake and she sits down and eats quietly.
nicki performing anaconda. taylor swift having all females playing the instruments during her performance. fifth harmony being the first girl group in YEARS to win a VMA. beyonce basically PREACHING feminism to the crowd. thank you God
plus lorde, a 17 year old girl, winning in a category made entirely of adult men