LOVE ME DO,

[nicolette]

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This was strange for Nicolette. Everything was, really. She was not used to being in Spain. She'd never actually visited here before and although she knew how to fluently speak Spanish everything seemed to be overwhelming to her. Things were very different than they were in America. There weren't near as many cars and it almost felt as though she were a special person because she was, in fact, in a small cab. There were as many people as you would see in New York or LA, but far far far less traffic. Everyone walked places, and she kind of hoped that they would walk back to the hotel, just because the city was beautiful at night. The only thing that did bother her was the fact that all of the lighting had a serious yellow tint to it, unlike the American lighting which was normally a florescent white or blue tint. She hadn't done anything work related yet because she had just gotten in the day before. She'd spent the majority of that day and night walking around the city and getting herself acquainted with everything there. She always liked walking and seeing scenery and things. Madrid was much more beautiful than any place she'd ever been in to America, though there were places in Italy and France that could rival it.

Now, Nicolette was used to traveling, so that was not her main source of the unknown for her. She was on a date, though she didn't consider it to be a real date. She actually had to try very hard to not consider it to be a pity date, although she knew damn well that it was. Luke felt bad for her and said he'd take her out with he was all hopped up on Nyquil and God knows what else. She should have said no, told him he was out of his mind, but she didn't and she wasn't going to back out now. She actually wanted to go with him anyway. They hadn't seen each other, it'd be a good time for them to talk and the idea of a date made her feel warm inside; feel wanted. That was Nicolette's major downfall. She needed to feel wanted. She didn't like to admit it, but it was something that she had to acknowledge. She needed people to want her, to want to talk to her, to call her beautiful. She hated it and wished that she really did think those things of herself. Now, she was no Debbie Downer or anything. She did not think she was some grotesque black lagoon monster or anything, but she just needed that extra boost of someone else telling her to make her day better.

That was probably the reason that she still tries to get along with Cash. He's been nothing but an asshole to her, but he calls her sexy and he obviously enjoys sleeping with her and it makes her feel good for a short period of time. All of that is what brought her here. She purposely chose a movie with a location far away. She needed to get away from that. She needed to get away from all of the people who build her up and tear her down. What she did not know, though, was that Luke was going to be here as well. This was just an added bonus for her. Luke had always been someone that Nic could talk to, and one of the guys that she had slept with and could easily hang out with without being tempted to do anything naughty.

She had gotten dressed up for this, though Nicolette never really dressed down for things. The cab pulled up to the cafe where they were to dine that night and she smiled slightly at Luke, "Well, looks like we're here?" She really didn't want this to be awkward.

status • complete for luke; I MAKE DIS PURTY LATER.
word count • 647
lyrics •
outfit • here!
credit • AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? @ caution
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[luke]

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I'M SO FAR GONE NOW
T H A T I ' V E B E E N R U N N I N G O N E M P T Y
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luke's entire family lived in spain. this was a detail he had neglected to mention to...well, everyone. not a lot of people knew where luke came from, where his family was, why he never spoke to them or of them. and that was unlikely to change. luke wasn't in any position to spill his guts to anyone, most especially not nicolette. sure, she talked with him about everything. he could be open with her, easy with her when everything else in his life was hard. but his past was just that. the past. luke had done so much to suppress all of the bad memories and feelings he'd ever had growing up and he wasn't about to dig them all up, to revisit those horrible places. as much as he loved nicolette, he wasn't going to do that. not yet, anyway.

despite all of the bad feelings he had about his hometown and about his family, he loved spain. luke loved the way everything was friendly, welcoming. the streets of new york were menacing when you went out at night, alone. here in spain, everything was sleepy and safe. luke could walk about at night, looking at all the homemade shop signs in roughly translated english and perfect spanish and feel at home. there weren't many places luke could feel welcome, but madrid was one of them. and to be here with the people he cared about meant a lot to him. he wanted to show nicolette everything--the shops, the cafes, the theaters, the cathedrals. everything was so beautiful and he wanted to share it with her, because she knew that she would appreciate it.

now, this date was the result of a couple things. the first of these things was obviously his cold and his being hopped up on nyquil (and a few bong hits). when he was sick, luke could hardly keep his mouth shut. he said everything, anything that came to mind just as soon as it popped into his head. because he was in such a state, a couple of the feelings he would normally suppress had surfaced. luke knew nicolette was the kind of girl who wanted to feel wanted--he'd personally fucked her over and learned that the hard way. he felt terrible, awful for doing that to her. he knew she didn't deserve the things she got--assholes like himself lusting after her body, when she was such a beautiful and intelligent girl. sure, she was smoking hot. but she was also a person, and ever since his "relationship" with jules, he'd been acutely aware of other people's feelings. girls' feelings, anyway.

luke wasn't sure if he was actually attracted to nicolette or not. he just knew that he wanted her to have better. he wanted her to have a real date, someone to hold the door for her and pull out her chair and wait for her to sit. someone to treat her like a queen, the way she deserved to be treated. luke garza was probably not the best candidate for this job because everyone and their mother (and their cousins, and aunts, and grandmothers) knew he wasn't the epitome of a gentleman...but he wanted to do it anyway. it wasn't out of pity for nicolette, even though luke knew she thought it was. it was out of the deep respect he had for her, and the desire to try and give her what she deserved.

he would never be what she deserved, though, and luke knew it. but he could try.

"you're right," he said happily, jumping out of the cab and running to the other side. he held open the door for her and extended a hand, a bit dramatically. "shall we, m'lady?" he was clearly exaggerating, to lighten the mood, but he hoped nicolette could tell he was really trying. luke laughed lightheartedly, the twinkle everpresent in his eyes.


NOTES BAM CHICKA LAM. WORDS 659.
TAGGED TWINNER / NIC. OUTFIT UM MAN CARDIGAN, JEANS, BOAT SHOES. IMAGINE IT.
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[nicolette]

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Nicolette was not someone who liked being sad, in fact, she tried her best to suppress every sad thought she had. It worked quite well until last year, actually. She loved being happy and not having anything to think about when the world got quiet. That was her biggest problem. When she laid down, forcing sleep to take over, all she could think about was everything that has ever gone wrong. Now, that makes it seem like her life was horrible, and it really wasn't, she just tended to only think about the bad things. It was her downfall. Everything came crashing down at one point and she never really got over it. She'd been feeling horrible ever since the thing with Ace had started, but it was everything else that came with it that really did her in. Cash treating her like some slut, although she didn't do much to change his view. She just kept sleeping with him. That was probably her biggest mistake yet. She didn't like the way people thought of her or looked at her, but they didn't change the way that she acted. She still dressed like a skank and still let him sleep with her.

The biggest problem, though, was the fact that her parents had found out everything that she'd ever done. It wasn't bad enough that they were just angry with her, but there was still the fact that they had always been against her line of work. They always said that being a model was the same thing as being a slut, as if the two words were synonymous. When they heard about all of the things that she'd done and delt with they were more than furious. They told her that they didn't want her to come home again. Family was a big thing to Nicolette and always had been. It was more than devastating to hear her parents say that. It was that that put her over the edge. She just couldn't seem to get that happy Nicolette back, no matter how hard she tried to. She hated it. She didn't like being sad. She didn't like being unwanted, and that's what she was now. Her parents didn't want her, Cash had told her she was only good for being on her back, and she really didn't have all that many friends. She had hoped that Madrid would change all of that and help her get back into that happy state.

So far, it wasn't really working. Sure, she was happy to be here, and she was happy that she had Luke, but right now the only thing the she could think about was that this was all Nyquil induced and she felt bad that he had said it and now he felt like he had to go through with this. She tried hard to pretend this wasn't labeled as a date and that it was just them going out to dinner, which was nothing new. They'd done this before. She wanted to stop the feeling of fighting tears. This was all for pity, she thought. She didn't see another reason for it. She was going to try damn hard to fight all of it back and just have a good time.

She laughed and took his hand, stepping out of the car. There was a chill in the air and she could feel it immediately. "You didn't need to do that. I like hanging out with the normal Luke, too, you know." She giggled softly and let him lead her into the cafe. She bit her lip softly after whispering, "Thank you. You..didn't have to do this."

status • complete for luke; I MAKE DIS PURTY LATER.
word count • 607
lyrics •
outfit • here!
credit • AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !? @ caution
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