Chapter Four
Nick groaned when his iPhone's alarm started blaring, and he reached over to pull it off the charger. "Shut the hell up," he grumbled, turning it off and sitting up in bed. He blinked several times as he tried to figure out what the music coming from the kitchen was, and when he realized that it was Green Day's song "Saint Jimmy", his eyes lit up. He grinned fondly and easily slipped out from under the covers, taking a quick shower and getting dressed before running to the kitchen to latch onto the dark haired man that was cooking him breakfast.
"You know me too well, Wes..." he chuckled, squeezing his roommate for a moment before letting go of him. Wes shrugged, smiling softly. "Well, it wasn't hard to choose what the cooking music for this morning should be. After all, today's your big day, isn't it?" Nick nodded, sighing dreamily. "Yeah... It is. I haven't been this excited about anything in years." The brunette sat at the table on the other end of the kitchen, watching his roommate as he continued making his omelet.
As he waited for breakfast to get done, Nick let his thoughts slip to the dark corners of his mind, and he remembered the things that he'd gone through over the past couple of years. He bit his lip roughly, losing himself for a moment. When Wes turned to give him his plate and noticed the look on his face, he rushed over to him and pulled him into a tight hug, sitting the plate on the table. "Everything is alright now, Nick. Good things are happening for you. It's all over..." he whispered, rubbing his back to comfort him.
"Wes... Tell me... Please?" Nick mumbled, his heart pounding so hard that it hurt, his hands shaking. "Nick, he's dead now. He isn't going to hurt you anymore. He can't hurt you now..." Wes said firmly, squeezing Nick against his chest. "It's all over…" After almost five minutes of silence, Nick could finally manage to nod in agreement. He had to remember that… It was all over. That life was gone, and now he was living a new one. He was living the life he'd always wanted to live. He was happy now.
"Thank you, Wes…" Nick said softly, smiling weakly as he finally returned Wes' hug. "I'm so glad I have you…" The former Warbler council member chuckled and brushed Nick's bangs out of his face, smiling down at him. "I try my best. Now, you need to eat and get going, alright? I'll be there tonight." Wes had always been the worrying mother type. Taking care of Nick was something he sort of loved doing. Nick nodded and sat back, releasing his roommate. "Okay." He turned to eat his breakfast, singing along with the song once it started playing for the third time.
After breakfast, Nick hopped out of his seat, leaning over to give Wes a tight hug and a playful kiss on the cheek before grabbing his jacket and heading to the theatre. He was so nervous, so excited… He was really going to be on Broadway. How he'd made it to this point, he'd never understand… Not after all the things that had gone wrong since high school. But he was finally here, and his dreams were finally coming true. Tonight was going to be the best night of his life.