! KILLSHOT !
( a nicholas alexander chavez fic )

NICHOLAS' APARTMENT
los angeles, california
october 4, 2024
saturday
11am

i woke up the next day in the same room i'd fallen asleep in the night before. nich's room. it was early, earlier than i'd normally wake up, especially for it to be a saturday.

i had spent the night tossing and turning, unable to get a good night of rest no matter how hard i tried. i was tired from the night before, from my restless sleep, but i was still wired from the overwhelming anxiety i had felt after therapy.

i tossed around on the bed again, the soft pillow still not comfortable enough to fall asleep on. i looked over at the clock on the nightstand next to me, and grabbed my phone, noticing all of the notifications.

i sighed in my frustration and pushed myself to sit up.

that's when i noticed that the other side of the bed was empty.

i frowned, realizing he wasn't in the bed beside me. i began to wonder where he was, and why i couldn't hear any noise coming from the apartment.

despite the anxiety i was feeling, i forced myself to get up out of the bed, knowing i wouldn't get any more sleep anyways.

i got out of bed and quietly made my way out of the bedroom. "nicholas?" i called out. my voice hoarse and raspy.

"living room!" he replied.

a smile came onto my face as i continued out into the hallway, my bare feet hitting the hardwood floor.

i walked into the living room, and saw him sitting on the couch watching tv. he was wearing grey sweats and a black t-shirt, his hair still messy and unkept. he looked hot.

"morning sunshine," i said as i approached him. "how long have you been up?"

he looked at me and chuckled, a smile breaking out onto his face as he saw me. "since like 8."

i looked at him in disbelief, i couldn't believe he could wake at 8 a.m. on a saturday morning.

"why are you up so early on a saturday?" i questioned as i sat down beside him on the couch.

"i always get up that early." he responded. "so, what's on the agenda for today? i'm supposed to be following your schedule, right?"

the youtube video. shit. i leaned my head back on the couch, trying to remember what my regular saturday schedule was. "well, i'd normally not be up this early so my day would go by quickly. shopping, maybe a shoot, see friends, a club or a party, and then sleep." i listed off.

i saw a look of surprise hit his face, he looked shocked by my daily schedule.

i chuckled and smiled sheepishly, knowing how insane my schedule sometimes was. "i know- insane right?" i said, chuckling at his expression.

he chuckled himself and shook his head. "a little bit, i don't think any normal person wakes up and goes to bed like that."

the conversation died for a moment, an awkward silence hanging in the air. i knew it was the perfect time to talk about the night before, but my mind was telling me not to.

"i can't-" i started to say, my voice slightly breaking.

he looked at me with an inquisitive look, clearly curious about what i was trying to say. "you can't what?" he asked, his voice sounding gentle.

i shut my eyes, swallowing the lump in my throat as i opened my mouth again. "i can't film this video." i spoke quietly. i then got up and began walking to the bedroom.

he looked confused, my abrupt change in tone had clearly stunned him. he got up from the couch and followed me into the bedroom, an eyebrow raised in question. "why not?" he asked quizzically.

"because i have nothing to showcase. not one thing." i said with a sigh as i sat on the edge of the bed.

he stood in front of me, his eyes studying me intently. "like nothing on your schedule today? that's fine...we'll make up things as we go." he said.

i shook my head, "like the therapist said, i do nothing on a daily basis. you heard what a usual saturday looks like for me."

he tensed up at the mention of the therapist, but he remained composed. "you mean that therapist from last night that you called psycho?"

i huffed in annoyance, the thought of her still infuriating me. "the one and only," i said bitterly.

"you're ready to tell me what she said to you?" he asked.

i tensed up as he asked that question, knowing it was probably the moment of truths. i couldn't bring myself to look at him at the moment, my guilt was overwhelming me. "might as well just rip the bandaid off." i said with a long sigh.

"okay," he said quietly. his facial expression serious as he sat next to me. he gave me a small nod, telling me to start speaking.

"i'm a complete mess, basically. i am inadequate compared to others, i'm an airhead, i'm irresponsible." i paused and then laughed, "this is the best one. i party to fill an empty void. her words, not mine."

he was quiet as i spoke, taking in my words carefully.

he stayed quiet for a few moments after i finished speaking, the only sound in the room was our breathing. i looked at him, waiting expectantly for his reaction.

"first, that's all bullshit." he said in a blunt tone.

i was a bit surprised at the bluntness of his words, i hadn't expected that. he continued to speak before i could say anything.

he looked at me with a frustrated look on his face. "and you didn't think you should have mentioned any of this to me?"

"i was too busy pondering if any of it was true." i replied. "now that i think of it, so many people treat me like i'm dumb after they hear i'm a model, plus i'm a complete mess, especially when it comes to my apartment and then irresponsible." i sighed. "i don't even know."

he let out a loud sigh, running his hands through his hair. he looked frustrated, clearly getting more and more upset. he then turned to me, his eyes staring into mine. "this therapist, she doesn't know the last thing about you. she can't just say all that shit about you without actually knowing you." he spoke firmly.

"i know but-" i said before i was cut off.

he put a hand up, silently telling me to be quiet. "no buts, those are all assumptions she made about you. don't get me wrong, i don't doubt that you're a mess sometimes. everyone is. but i don't think you're a mess all the time. and you're not irresponsible. you just have too much going on and sometimes you forget things. it happens to everyone too." he said firmly.

"do i have 'too much going on?'" i said using air quotes. "because from the looks of it, i'm not doing jack."

he huffed in annoyance, clearly frustrated from my questioning. "of course you have a lot going on, you're a model, you've got your youtube, you have friends you always go out with, you have parties. you go to the club a lot. the list goes on."

"but nicholas...i can't even film a video of you spending a day in my life because my life is so...unfulfilling!" i exclaimed.

he let out a groan in annoyance, clearly frustrated with my stubbornness. "your life isn't boring or unfulfilling, it's just different from other people. you're different. and that's a good thing. who cares if one old therapist doesn't like your life? you have twelve million subscribers on youtube who adore what you do on a daily."

i could tell he was getting tired of my attitude, and i was too, but it was hard to stop. i let out a huff of annoyance and slumped back on the bed. i was just as frustrated as he was, i was just better at hiding it.

not that i exactly didn't enjoy my daily life, i just wanted to hear his response. "what if i don't like being the model who's a messy party girl?"

we were both quiet, the only sound in the room being our breathing. i could tell he was thinking hard on my question, trying to find the right words to respond with.

he looked at me with a dumbfounded look on his face, clearly caught off-guard by my question. he was confused, and i didn't blame him. i had never expressed distaste about my day to day life before.

"if you don't like your day to day life, then change it." he said bluntly. "you're smart, lucky. you don't need one therapist to tell you otherwise when an entire article that was read by 5 million people is gloating about how smart you are."

surprise filled my face as i bit back a smile as i heard he read my article. "you read the galore article on me?" i asked.

he looked at me with a smirk on his face, realizing i was not expecting him to say that. "of course i read the article," he chuckled. "they described you as driven, influential, beautiful, and smart. i read the whole thing and couldn't help but feel like everything they said matched you completely. now for whatever that therapist said." he shook his head, "she's full of shit. i've never thought you were dumb, or irresponsible."

"you never thought that?" i repeated.

"never." he repeated before adding, "i may have thought that you were free and that you didn't care what other people thought about you, because you didn't. so don't let a shitty therapist ruin it."

i couldn't help but a smile form at his words. despite the amount of anxiety i was feeling and the guilt eating away at me, i couldn't help but feel my heart flutter a bit. he had said all the right words and clearly meant every last one.

without thinking, i leaned forward and placed a light kiss on his cheek. he instantly blushed and looked at me, clearly surprised by my action. "you say all the right things, you know that?" i mumbled.

he was quiet for a moment as he looked at me, the redness in his cheeks still present. i watched as a smirk tugged its way onto his face. "i know, i like saying the things that will get you worked up." he said lowly.

i huffed as he responded with his flirtatious remarks. "always gotta ruin a meaningful moment, don't you?" i said before i slapped his chest playfully.

"how are feeling though, seriously?" he asked me.

i was quiet for a moment as i considered his question. in that moment i didn't know how i was feeling. "i feel...i feel guilty." i said quietly.

his eyes were studying me, a look of concern and curiosity in them. he was silent as he waited for me to continue speaking, giving me time to process my feelings.

"i'm guilty because i didn't tell you." i spoke. "i know i should've, but i was scared."

he nodded his head, clearly understanding where i was coming from. "why were you scared?" he asked. his voice was calm and gentle.

i took a shuddering breath, trying to process all the thoughts that were rushing through my head at the moment. "i was scared of what you'd think of me." i spoke quietly.

he was quiet as he absorbed what i had said. he looked at me with a look of surprise on his face. "scared of what i'd think of you? you can't be serious." he said in shock.

"and i was scared that she may have been right about something, anything." i said with a defeated sigh.

he was silent for a few moments before he spoke again, shock still lingering on his face. "so you didn't tell me because you were scared of me agreeing with her?" he asked. "have i not made it clear on how i feel about you?"

"i know you think i'm smart and driven and all that, but what if you thought i was the things the therapist said?" i questioned. "you can't deny, she hit some points about me that were completely right. i forget things all the time, i go out a lot, i'm always partying and sometimes i forget to pay my bills on time." i said the last part quietly, clearly embarrassed from the truth. "which ive gotten better at." i added.

he huffed, clearly amused and irritated by my response. he then reached up and placed a hand on my face, cupping my cheek lovingly. "you think i care that you forget a few things sometimes? you think i care that you're always out partying or sometimes you're late on payments?"

"actually you would care about that last one." i mumbled a response.

he laughed at my response, finding amusement in my reply. "maybe about that one, but do you think i care about anything the therapist said?" he asked.

i was silent. i didn't know if he cared or not, so i shook my head in response to his question, not trusting my voice to not waver.

he shook his head in response, a smirk on his face. "of course i don't care. i'm not going to listen to one old therapist trying to tell me you're this and you're that. i know you, lucky. i've spent enough time with you to know that everything she said is bullshit."

i opened my mouth to ask a question but was stopped by nicholas.

"i already know what you're going to ask so ill answer it. if you feel like she may be right about one small thing, then change it, lucky. change your partying habits, change your apartment," he listed off examples. how could he read me so well?

his bluntness, as usual, made me scoff and let out a nervous laugh. "yeah, as if it's that easy just to change." i huffed.

"it is that easy." he said firmly. "i say change your life if you want to, but you can't change who you are." he continued. "you can change your habits but who you are as a person and as a woman is not something to be ashamed of. and trust me, if anyone could be you...they'd never be ashamed."

my heart fluttered at hearing his words and i felt myself blush at his compliment.

"you say all the right things, you know that?" i said, repeating my words from earlier.

he chuckled, before replying. "only for you, lucky."

"now for this youtube channel, i still don't wanna record you in my life. is that okay?" i asked him.

he looked hesitant, clearly not wanting to agree to this. but regardless, he nodded. "yes, that's fine." he said.

"great!" i chirped. "what are we gonna do today then?"

"well," he sighed. "it's your last full day in los angeles before you leave for new york, so i think we should make the most of this."

my heart sank at his words, just reminding me of the fact that i had to leave. i was not excited to have to say goodbye to him.

i cleared my throat, doing my best to sound unbothered. "i think you're right, we should make the most of it."

he could sense the unbothered attitude was all acting, but he didn't call me out on it. "well then..." he said slowly. he suddenly smirked, "since we're making the most of today, where do you want to go first?"

"let's switch off. something you like to do, then something i like to do...then so on and so forth." i suggested.

he smiled, clearly liking my idea. "perfect," he said in a firm tone. "we'll start off with what i like."

"how should i dress?" i asked.

"athletic wear." he replied.

i shook my head, "remember what happened last time with athletic wear? i had to go to alo."

he let out a loud laugh, remembering the last fiasco with me wearing athletic wear. "right, i almost forgot-" he chuckled as he grabbed something from a bag and threw it at me. "here."

i looked at the alo workout gear. it consisted of a grey sports bra and black athletic shorts. "what? i didn't even notice you buying these!"

he laughed in response, clearly amused by my surprise. he smirked at me, "you were too distracted to notice."

i huffed, rolling my eyes. "i was not." i said with a huff of annoyance. i then paused, "well thank you, baby."

he hummed from the nickname. i knew he would, every time i called him baby he would do that hum. he was amused and happy whenever i called him the word.

he then kissed my cheek. "get changed, we have somewhere to be."

BUSH CANYON TRAIL
los angeles, california
12pm

the trail was packed with so many hikers and nature enthusiasts. it was a little shocking for me considering the scenery, but regardless, i was excited.

nicholas, having a firm hold on my hand, lead me down the dirt path. "how long is this trail?" i asked.

he smiled as he glanced over to me, taking a glance at how excited i was. "one hour." he replied.

i scrunched up my face at his response, clearly surprised by the timing. "an hour?!" i repeated. "i'm gonna kill you." i said sarcastically.

he laughed at my response, clearly amused by my annoyance. "come on, it's not that bad." he said as he kept walking, pulling me along.

i had to walk faster to keep up with him. "of course you like walking for exercise. of course you do." i muttered.

"oh, shut up," he chuckled. "and the view up top will make it all so worth it, i promise."

i rolled my eyes at his reassurance. there was no way that view would be worth it. it would have to be the most gorgeous view ever to make walking for an hour worth it.

"i swear if this is not the most amazing view, i will smack you." i mumbled.

he laughed, not taking my threat seriously. we continued walking for a few moments, enjoying the scenery and the comfortable silence amongst us.

he then spoke up, "we're nearly up there, you holding up fine?"

i nodded silently. i was breathing heavily, but i did not want him to know that. "yeah, no problem, i'm good." i said, my voice strained.

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we finally reached the top of the hike and i was shocked. he was right, the view was so worth it. the view was breathtaking. we walked to a ledge and i leaned on the guardrail to admire the view. it felt like i was above the world.

we stood in comfortable silence for a few moments, admiring the gorgeous view. i leaned closer towards him and he instantly wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him.

we stayed that way for a few moments before he spoke. "told you the view would be worth it."

i chuckled, knowing that he was right and did not want to admit it. "okay, fine, you were right." i said begrudgingly.

he chuckled from my response, satisfied with me admitting he was right. he then kissed my cheek. "come on, let's go sit down."

he lead me over to a rock and sat down, pulling me down on his lap. we just sat there, looking at the view and enjoying each other.

i was cuddled into him. his arms were wrapped around my waist, holding me close. we were both silent.

he then began to place light kisses on my neck, clearly trying to mess with me. despite how nice the kisses were, i did my best to ignore them.

"what are you doing?" i said, clearly unimpressed with his actions.

he chuckled against my neck, continuing to plant kisses on it. "just placing kisses on you." he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

i hummed in response, still trying to ignore his actions. but it was getting harder and harder to do so.

his grip on my hips got tighter, keeping me firmly on his lap. he knew exactly what he was doing to me. he knew every time he kissed my neck it made me feel weak. he knew that i was trying hard to ignore him, which clearly amused him.

then all of a sudden, i stood up. i scanned around to see if we were in anyone's viewpoint.

he looked confused on why i suddenly stood up, and he glanced around, trying to see why as well. "what is it?" he asked me.

i was silent as i looked around the area. no one was close to us, we were completely alone. i then looked at him with a smirk on my face.

"come here." i said as i reached out my hand to him.

he raised an eyebrow, looking at me with a curious look. he took my hand, letting me pull him up from the rock.

we now both stood in front of each other, he was a few inches taller than me and he looked at me, clearly curious about what i was thinking.

i didn't give him a warning before i crashed my lips against his. he instantly kissed back. his hands went up to my waist, pulling me closer to him as he pushed back against my body. our lips moved against each other desperately, clearly wanting and needing each other.

his tongue was desperate to enter my mouth and i was desperate for his as well. i let his tongue in and it instantly brushed against mine. our tongue's moved desperately, the kiss becoming more and more hungry as our hands roamed each other's body.

as we continued to kiss, my hands traveled underneath his shirt, my touch against his bare skin creating a spark between us. he let out a soft moan from the sensation and his hands gripped my hips tighter, pulling me against him even more.

the kiss was becoming intense, we couldn't seem to get enough of each other. our desperation and need for each other was growing more and more by the second. our hands were everywhere on each other, wanting to touch every inch of each other's bodies.

just then, we heard voices approaching. it sounded like an older couple. we quickly pulled apart, our faces blushing and our breathing heavy with desperation. we both tried to look as normal as possible and not at all like we were just making out intensely against a tree.

a few moments later, the older couple came into view. they were a sweet looking couple, they both had a smile on their face as they walked past us. we said hello and gave them smiles.

once we were sure they left, we were silent for a few moments before we busted out in laughter.

RODEO DRIVE
beverly hills, california
3pm

we were now getting out of nicholas' jeep as we were about to walk down rodeo drive and do some shopping, per my request. i've been to rodeo drive in the past but it was still just as beautiful to look at as the first time i saw it.

"so, rodeo drive, huh." i said to him as we walked down the street.

"yep, we have to get you a few souvenirs since you're leaving tomorrow." he said.

i rolled my eyes at his response. "you're acting like i'm never coming back. it's not like i'm leaving forever."

he wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close. "i know, but it will feel like forever." he mumbled.

my heart fluttered hearing his words. i knew that this was hard for him. he was dreading saying goodbye just as much as i was. we walked for a moment, both of us silently enjoying each other's presence before i spoke up.

"don't get me anything too extravagant." i said. "i'll feel guilty. i still feel guilty for the earrings." i said referring to the dior earrings he got me.

he chuckled, remembering the earrings received for my birthday. "i won't get you anything extravagant, just some small things." he reassured as he kept his arm wrapped around me.

we continued walking, me looking admiring the street and the stores and him just admiring me.

the moment we reached the first storefront, i got excited. i instantly pulled his arm, wanting to go inside. "let's go inside." i said with excitement.

he laughed, seeing how excited i was. "alright, alright, lead the way." he said as he followed me into the store.

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after an hour of shopping, we had tons of bags. i had bought quite a lot. i felt guilty but nicholas kept reassuring me that it was fine and that i deserved everything i had bought.

"i do think that this is the last store." he said as he looked at the bags in his hands. "i'm pretty sure this is it."

i hummed in response, also looking at the bags. i had bought quite a lot of jewelry and clothes. i was satisfied.

"are you hungry?" i asked him.

"i'm starving." he replied.

i chuckled at his response. that boy was always hungry.

"well then let's get some food." i suggested.

STARFISH
beverly hills, california
4:30pm

we were now seated at the restaurant and were perusing the menu.

"what are you thinking of getting?" he asked me.

i looked at the menu, trying to decide what i wanted to eat. "i'm debating getting the spider roll or the dragon roll." i mumbled. "they both sound good but they're both so different."

he chuckled at my dilemma. "get one roll and i'll get the other one. that way you can taste both." he suggested.

i looked at him for a moment, thinking over his idea. and then spoke up, "that actually sounds like a good idea. i think we'll do that."

he smiled in response. we continued looking at the menu for a few more minutes, making sure we picked everything we would want. 

"so you're getting a spider roll and a dragon roll?" our waiter asked when he came to take our order.

we both nodded in agreement, confirming that yes we were getting those two rolls. the waiter nodded in response and wrote down our order before walking away.

i looked out the window for a few moments before hearing nich's voice. "what's your dream vacation?" he asked randomly.

i chuckled from his random question. i had to think for a few moments before answering. "hmm....probably italy." i admitted. i paused for a moment before speaking up again. "what about you?"

he hummed in response as he thought, taking a few moments before answering. "italy is a nice place to vacation." he said, clearly avoiding answering my question.

"don't dodge the question. answer." i said with narrowed eyes.

he laughed from my reaction, clearly amused by my annoyance. "alright, fine, my dream vacation...uh..." he paused, thinking for a few more moments before continuing. "mexico."

i raised an eyebrow, slightly surprised by his answer. "you've never been?" i asked.

he shook his head to answer my question. "i've been to a few places in europe, but never mexico." he said, leaning back in his chair. "have you?" he asked me.

i nodded to answer his question. "yeah, i've been before." i paused for a few moments before speaking up again. "i went with my family when i was younger and then a few years ago i went with a couple of my friends on spring break. you have to go! it's gorgeous, nich."

he smiled slightly at my response, noticing my excitement and passion while talking about the place.

just then, our food was brought over. the waiter placed the two rolls in between us and we thanked him before he walked away.

i grabbed the spider roll between my chopsticks and took a bite, hummed as the taste entered my mouth. "this is really good.." i mumbled before taking another bite.

he nodded in agreement. "mmhm." he hummed as he picked up the dragon roll. he took a few bites before speaking up. "this roll is really good too."

we both continued eating our rolls, pausing for moments in between to take sips of water. we sat in comfortable silence, enjoying the food.

after a while, we were nearly finished with our food. we both only had about one or two more bites left of our rolls.

he picked up a piece and held it out to me, silently requesting me to open my mouth.

i could tell he wanted to feed me a piece of the roll, and i hummed, pretending to think about it for a few moments, feigning that i was undecided before opening my mouth.

he chuckled with a slight eye roll, before placing the piece of sushi in my mouth. he watched me as i chewed, seeing my reaction.

i hummed, clearly enjoying the food. "s'good.." i mumbled. i could see how he was enjoying the moment, clearly satisfied.

he smiled in response, clearly please by me enjoying the food. "i'm glad you like it." he said before popping the other piece in his own mouth.

i reached out to grab the last piece of my own sushi, wanting to return the favor and have him try mine.

he saw me reach for the roll and chuckled, knowing my intentions. he raised his eyebrow with a smirk on his face, silently challenging me.

i raised an eyebrow at his smirk and chuckled. i picked up the last piece of the roll and held it to his lips. "try it." i said, my tone challenging.

he chuckled, clearly amused by my tone, but he played along and allowed me to pop the roll in his mouth.

i watched his mouth as he chewed, satisfied with being the one to reciprocate the favor.

he smiled once he chewed and swallowed the piece, clearly pleased. just then, i heard the sound of the waiter approaching.

the waiter approached, carrying the check. we both thanked him as he laid it before us.

nich leaned forward, resting his forearms on the table. "i'm paying." he said, picking up the check.

i rolled my eyes at his statement. "i can pay for my own food." i said, clearly wanting to pay for myself.

he chuckled, knowing that this was a battle that i would not win. "yes, i know you can pay for yourself, but you're not paying for this." he said, pulling out his card.

i knew he was being stubborn. i also knew that he was not going to allow me to pay, no matter how much of a fight i put up. i rolled my eyes, huffing in response to his decision.

he chuckled, clearly amused by my annoyance, but he remained firm on not allowing me to pay. he handed the waiter his card and we waited for him to run the card and return to the table.

when the waiter returned, he placed the now paid check in front of us. we thanked him and he nodded in response before walking away.

nich picked up the check, scanning it for a moment to make sure it was fully paid for before standing up and offering me his hand. "ready to go?" he asked.

i hummed in response and grabbed his hand before standing up. "i'm full." i said with a small chuckle.

"where to next?" nicholas asked.

"your place? weirdly enough, i want to chill and stay in." i replied.

his eyes widened, clearly surprised by my response yet not complaining. he gave a slight chuckle before speaking. "that sounds like a good idea. i was gonna say the same thing, actually."

"great minds think alike." i replied with a smile, still holding onto his hand as we walked out of the restaurant towards his jeep.

it was a warm california night, but a light breeze kept us from overheating.

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user1 shawn and now nicholas?? she has a type.

user2 her vlog this week is going to be very good if she was with him the whole week

user3 he needs better than her!

user4 him? she can do better be fr

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user1 youtube video when???

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user2 she's so pretty argue with the wall

user3 NICHOLAS WHAT R U DOING HERE???

user4 is that nicholas. i am not well.

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