Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own Nick. I don't even own Cassie or Diana or
Connant or anyone from the circle. I don't even own a car, let alone
Nick's car. *Sigh*, please don't hurt me. Oh yeah, I also don't own Eve 6
or their song "The Open Road Song" I mean I own a copy of it on C.D. and
all but not the rights and all that good stuff. I don't own Billy Joel or
any of his songs either. I don't own anything. I don't even own The
Secret Circle, my sister does. Sorry for rambling though. Enjoy and
review por favor!
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Nick grimaced as he felt his eyes prickle with tears. He blinked slowly to clear them from his mahogany eyes. He ruffled his ocher hair and rested his forehead on the steering wheel.
He was parked outside of Diana's house. He had jus dropped off his ex-girlfriend, Cassie, after she broke up with him. Nick told himself that he didn't care that she broke up with him. He didn't deserve her; she only wanted that damn Connant! He sighed and peeled out of the driveway into the black night.
~Tonight I feel ambitious
And so does my foot
As it sinks on the pedal
I press it to the floor~
Nick tried to tell himself that it was for the best; that he didn't really need a girlfriend, or the rest of the circle.
~I don't need a girl
Don't need a friend
'Cause my friend lonesome is unconditional
We're flyin' forever bored~
He tried to think about anything but Cassie. His gaze falls out the window as he realized how beautiful the night is. His gaze finally rests on the side view mirror wit the gigantic crack in the middle. He looks at his distorted reflection with tears on his cheeks. "How could she not love such a perfect guy as me?" Nick thought sardonically.
~For a moment I love everything
That I see and think and feel
I love my broken side view mirror
'Cause it's so perfect
I'm so perfect
You're so perfect
You're not here
I hear the change in gears
My pile shakes as I hit 80 on the open road
This is an open road song~
Nick turns onto the bridge, hoping to get away from New Salem and Cassie. As much as Nick would hate not having a girlfriend, he had to admit it felt pretty good to be free. Maybe this is what Deb felt like on her bike, no worries, no cares, just you and the road. Different thoughts kept flashing through Nick's head. About Cassie, his life, his parents. To put it shortly, Nick's mind was a chaotic heap of pandemonium! (A/N does your head ever feel like that? Mine does a lot, not that you care.)
~The night is beckoning
Although I have nowhere to go but home
Feels good to be alone
With every turn comes a new frame of mind
If I could frame my mind
Where would it hang?~
Nick cracked a window feeling the cool night breeze blow gently across his face. He turns on the radio, switching from station to station as he searches for a good song. He finally stops at the Billy Joel song "She's Got A Way." "You don't know the half of it," Nick tells the radio as Billy sings about the way she has. Nick begins to sing along to the song. His voice crescendos until he is totally belting out the song. As he stops at a red light, the old man in the car next to him looks at him oddly. Nick, not in a very good mood, rolls down his window and sings even louder serenading the man. The man turns his face toward the traffic light waiting impatiently for it to turn green so he can get away from the distraught teenager.
~I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore
As I pour my poor heart out
To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen
My volume drowns it out
Yeah but that's O.K cause I sound better than him anyway any day
My voice is as sweet as salt~
Nick accelerates as the light turns and drives to a coffee shop. He orders a coffee (duh! I don't know what kind cause I don't personally like coffee so I don't know the kinds) and sits down at a little table. He looks around the café and notices how many couples are in there. Nick takes a sip of his (yucky) coffee and enters his usual coffee world. He looses all coherent thoughts and feelings as he slips into oblivion. He sighs and relaxes, enjoying his delicious (yeah right) coffee. HE sadly thinks of the only other time he really had to find solace. That was when he had stopped seeing Suzan. HE quickly put a halt to that processing thought. When he was done with his coffee, Nick left the café and set off for home, belting out songs again.
~I search for comfort
And I find it where I found it many times before,
Times before that can be forgotten~
A/N Well that's my story, hope you liked it. I might do another songfic about our favorite rebel. *Swoon* Oh how I love him.
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Nick grimaced as he felt his eyes prickle with tears. He blinked slowly to clear them from his mahogany eyes. He ruffled his ocher hair and rested his forehead on the steering wheel.
He was parked outside of Diana's house. He had jus dropped off his ex-girlfriend, Cassie, after she broke up with him. Nick told himself that he didn't care that she broke up with him. He didn't deserve her; she only wanted that damn Connant! He sighed and peeled out of the driveway into the black night.
~Tonight I feel ambitious
And so does my foot
As it sinks on the pedal
I press it to the floor~
Nick tried to tell himself that it was for the best; that he didn't really need a girlfriend, or the rest of the circle.
~I don't need a girl
Don't need a friend
'Cause my friend lonesome is unconditional
We're flyin' forever bored~
He tried to think about anything but Cassie. His gaze falls out the window as he realized how beautiful the night is. His gaze finally rests on the side view mirror wit the gigantic crack in the middle. He looks at his distorted reflection with tears on his cheeks. "How could she not love such a perfect guy as me?" Nick thought sardonically.
~For a moment I love everything
That I see and think and feel
I love my broken side view mirror
'Cause it's so perfect
I'm so perfect
You're so perfect
You're not here
I hear the change in gears
My pile shakes as I hit 80 on the open road
This is an open road song~
Nick turns onto the bridge, hoping to get away from New Salem and Cassie. As much as Nick would hate not having a girlfriend, he had to admit it felt pretty good to be free. Maybe this is what Deb felt like on her bike, no worries, no cares, just you and the road. Different thoughts kept flashing through Nick's head. About Cassie, his life, his parents. To put it shortly, Nick's mind was a chaotic heap of pandemonium! (A/N does your head ever feel like that? Mine does a lot, not that you care.)
~The night is beckoning
Although I have nowhere to go but home
Feels good to be alone
With every turn comes a new frame of mind
If I could frame my mind
Where would it hang?~
Nick cracked a window feeling the cool night breeze blow gently across his face. He turns on the radio, switching from station to station as he searches for a good song. He finally stops at the Billy Joel song "She's Got A Way." "You don't know the half of it," Nick tells the radio as Billy sings about the way she has. Nick begins to sing along to the song. His voice crescendos until he is totally belting out the song. As he stops at a red light, the old man in the car next to him looks at him oddly. Nick, not in a very good mood, rolls down his window and sings even louder serenading the man. The man turns his face toward the traffic light waiting impatiently for it to turn green so he can get away from the distraught teenager.
~I crack a window and feel the cool air cleanse my every pore
As I pour my poor heart out
To a radio song that's patient and willing to listen
My volume drowns it out
Yeah but that's O.K cause I sound better than him anyway any day
My voice is as sweet as salt~
Nick accelerates as the light turns and drives to a coffee shop. He orders a coffee (duh! I don't know what kind cause I don't personally like coffee so I don't know the kinds) and sits down at a little table. He looks around the café and notices how many couples are in there. Nick takes a sip of his (yucky) coffee and enters his usual coffee world. He looses all coherent thoughts and feelings as he slips into oblivion. He sighs and relaxes, enjoying his delicious (yeah right) coffee. HE sadly thinks of the only other time he really had to find solace. That was when he had stopped seeing Suzan. HE quickly put a halt to that processing thought. When he was done with his coffee, Nick left the café and set off for home, belting out songs again.
~I search for comfort
And I find it where I found it many times before,
Times before that can be forgotten~
A/N Well that's my story, hope you liked it. I might do another songfic about our favorite rebel. *Swoon* Oh how I love him.