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topic about what Nick was going through. Homecoming was a much brighter topic that I could deal with.

"Stell," Nick softly said startling me.

I turned my head and gave him my undivided attention, just like how I did with the coffee from earlier that evening. "Nick," I mocked with a still smile.

He smiled back and looked down at his hands; then he looked at me. "I like you," he put his words on hold for a second. "Like, a lot."

I opened my mouth, wanting to speak, but didn't know what to say exactly.

"I know this might be weird, but I have for a long time now," Nick said.

I closed my mouth. I liked Nick, but not in that sense. Well, maybe. He was different from most guys and I liked that most about him. He wasn't the type who played around. He actually was quite picky with the choices of girls he had, and to find out he liked me, gave me some butterflies, but also some confusion. It was weird he liked me.

Why me?

71 Days Before

Nick and I stood in front of the camerman with bright smiles. I was held in his warm arms as the camera flashed. I tried my hardest not to blink as the flash went, just so I wouldn't ruin the pictures for the both of us.

"He blinked," the man said. 

I laughed along with Nick, "sorry!" he apologized.

It had been about the third time he blinked. I almost wanted to tape his eye lids open!

Another flash came as we stood in the same position. "Perfect!" the man said. The pictures instantly printed off so we could see them. He handed them to us with a kind smile, which was rare from the photographers our school paid to have.

I scanned one of the photos and realized, having twenty photos of the same picture was pretty boring.

"Can you print out all the mistakes for us?" I smiled.

The guy did his magic and printed out the three messed up photos. He was weirded out at first, you could totally see it in his eyes, but I told him before we made our way through to go to the dance, it was for special memories we could hold forever. He then understood.

Nick and I split up the pictures so we could give them away to whomever the next day. All the pictures were cute. Not going to lie, but Nick did look pretty great in a suit. 

As we approached the gym, people swarmed around in the middle, dancing. My heart began to beat a little faster, and I was a little nervous. It was my first formal dance and I didn't know exactly what to do, especially since I couldn't dance. 

"Let's look for the guys!" Nick offered.

I nodded in agreement and followed him as we made our way though people to where the guys were. I saw David standing next to his date, which was the homecoming queen. 

"Hi, Estell!" she said.

Her name was Esther Robin. She had some kind of mental disability, and for David to take her to homecoming, it really showed how much of a man he was. He talked about her at lunch the week before, and always said how she loved football and had gone to every game so far. It honestly was really cute.

"Hey, Esther!" I smiled with a slight wave.

She smiled back and wrapped her hands around David's arm. He glanced down at her with a warm, kind smile and then back up at the guys as they ranted on about last nights win. Esther ended up getting into the conversation, as well, and so did Nick. I wanted to say something, but didn't. I wasn't really in the mood to mingle, which was strange. But, I honestly just wanted to talk to Nick-one on one.

As a few songs went on by, we all still stood in a circle. I expected the guys to dance and go all crazy, but it was just the beginning of the dance. I figured they would just warm up after a while. 

"What's wrong?" I heard Nick ask.

I looked up at him. He had a reason to ask, even though I hated it when people asked me that question. But, I wasn't saying much. "Oh, nothing!" I smiled. It was true. Nothing was wrong. I just didn't know what to do. For once I felt awkward and wanted to step outside for some fresh air. So, I told Nick that.

"Want me to come with you?"

I shrugged, "if you want to."

I made my way through crowds of sweaty bodies grinding and dancing all over the place. I could sense Nick was following me, so I didn't bother to turn around to make sure. 

By the time we made it outside, sprinkles slowly came down from the sky. It felt nice and welcoming, but it made me want to stay outside for the remaining time we had left at the dance. 

"You look very nice tonight," I said breaking the silence between Nick and I.

He looked down at me with a blushing smile, "and you look very beautiful tonight."

I rested my hand over my heart. I was sure he had won it, just like how his gorgeous eyes did. I smiled and could feel my cheeks burn with a slight hint of "I'm flattered" to it, "why, thank you, Nick."

He nodded, still smiling, "anytime."

We stood in silence for a little while longer, which didn't bother me. What bothered me was the fact we were running out of things to say it seemed like. I didn't want that between us, nor did I want things to get weird after that night. I knew whatever happened then, we couldn't let it ruin anything we had. 

"Thank you for going with me tonight. It really meant a lot."

I looked up at Nick with a smiling sigh. I blinked as he caught my stare, and my heart then skipped a beat as he smiled back, "anything for my best friend."

As our eyes locked, I could feel my hand being touched. I didn't bother to look down as I could feel his fingers slowly slide in between mine. Butterflies began to explode with much excitement, and as crazy as it sounded, I began to think Sheldon was out of the equation. 

At least for that night he was...

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