Chapter Sixteen

I can’t believe I kicked my mother out. I have never, ever, had the guts to do that before in my life and I just did it. I can’t believe it. I’m in shock that I did it I think. It’s just I want to know what this boy has in store for me so badly that I kicked my mother out of my apartment. That’s so hilarious.

I guess I should tell a little back history about Nick and my mother, Sharon. My mother hates every guy that I date and thinks that none of them are good enough for me. Nick is included in this bunch. She’s only met him a few times during the whole time that Nick and I have known each other, but they are complete opposites and my mother hates him. She likes to pretend that he doesn’t exist. Nick isn’t too fond of her either. They just clash. Believe it or not, Nick and my father always got along, but not my mother. Could be why my mother hates Nick - he reminds her of my father.

So I went on to my room last night and went to sleep after my mother left. Nick went to the guest room and slept too and both agreed that today was going to be the start of a new beginning.

But he called me his ‘one’ last night. That was probably the most romantic thing that anybody has ever done or said to me. I wonder what it was that made him realize that I am is ‘one’. I’m actually kind of scared to know, so maybe its best if he kept it to himself.

It’s kind of surreal you know? Like last night was seriously one of the biggest nights of my life. I interviewed my idol - Tim McGraw. I had dinner with him and his wife, my other idol, Faith Hill, the night before in their home, where they raise their three little daughters. It was the most magnificent thing that could have ever happened to me and Nick was there to share it with me. Nick doesn’t like country music very much. It’s the one thing that we don’t have in common, but he made the best of it and was so cool with them. He even got Tim to sing my favorite song last night.

My life the past few days is in this whirlwind of perfection almost. I’m kind of scared by the direction that it’s going, because just looking at Nick, I want to be with him so bad. Like in Pretty Woman, you know where Julia Roberts and Richard Gere make love for the first time, not as prostitute or customer? Where he just wraps his arms around you, holding you, and making love to one another, as if you couldn’t get enough of each other.

That’s what I want so bad. I want him to hold me. I want him to kiss me. I want him to touch me and show me just exactly how much he loves me and can’t live with out me. I want him to show me that I’m his ‘one’ and make me believe that he’s my ‘one’ so that we can spend every night of our lives making love to one another before we both fall fast asleep in each other’s arms.

That’s what I want.

Elisabeth opened her eyes that morning and looked over at her clock. It was 10:45 in the morning. She had slept reasonably late, even though it was a Saturday morning. She usually was awake at 8 every morning because if she slept late even one morning, the next morning was going to be hell waking her up.

She sat up, moving her hair out of her face to see Nick sitting on the edge of her bed, looking at her. She smiled back, mouthing the words ‘hi’ to him and reached back, pulling all of her hair together, and twisted it so that it wouldn’t be so wild.

“About time you woke up,” Nick said as Elisabeth smiled again, “I turned your alarm clock off. You looked so peaceful sleeping that I didn’t want to wake you up.” That ass. He did that so she would stay up late that night.

“It’s okay,” Elisabeth said as she looked around and back at Nick, “How long have you been there? I mean, you been watching me since before 8 a.m.?” Nick smiled a little, looking down at his hands, before cutting his eyes back up to her.

“Yeah. Since about seven,” Nick whispered, “I couldn’t sleep. I’m too excited about tonight,”

“Me too,” Elisabeth said as she smiled, “So do I need to leave any tonight so you can get things set?”

“Yes, for about 30 minutes,” Nick said as Elisabeth looked down at her hands and back up at her, “You’re not going to regret it.”

“I’m sure I won’t,” Elisabeth said as she stuck her tongue out to him and pushed her covers back, climbing out of bed. She walked over to her sink and reached for a scrunchy, pulling her hair up in a ponytail on top of her head and looked over at Nick, “Um, can I have some privacy and get ready for the day since you’re already dressed?”

“Sure,” Nick said as Elisabeth winked at him. He smiled, getting up from the bed and started to walk down the stairs when the doorbell rang. He rolled his eyes, telling Elisabeth that he would get it. It better not be who he thought it was or he would scream. He shook his head lightly, walking up to the door and looked out to see.

Yes, it was Elisabeth’s mom.

“Yes Ms. Geller?” Nick asked as he unlocked the door and opened it up, “Elisabeth just woke up. She’s getting ready for the day.”

“Well fine. You stay downstairs, and I’m going to go talk to my daughter,” Ms. Geller said as she walked in, giving Nick a look. Nick shut the door back, mocking her as she started to walk upstairs. Nick shot her a bird, and walked over to the sofa and sat down, turning the TV on.

He really hated that woman.

“Elisabeth?” Ms. Geller said as she finished walking upstairs, reaching the top floor to see Elisabeth wrapping a towel around her, “We need to talk.”

“Mom?” Elisabeth asked as she looked around confused, “What the hell are you doing here?” This wasn’t a good thing. She was already positive that Nick was sitting downstairs pissed off.

“Sweetie we need to talk okay,” Ms. Geller said as she walked over to the shower, turning the water off, “It’s about what you said last night,” This wasn’t a good sign. She hated when her mother tried to act like a mother, especially when it concerned Nick, “Are you serious about getting back with Nick?”

“Mom -”

“Elisabeth, sweetie, I know that you are virgin -”

No. No. No her mother did NOT just say that. She was hearing things. She had to of been hearing things. Her mother, of all people, did not just try to talk to her about being a virgin.

” - and sweetie that’s a really sacred thing. I know you’ve been holding onto that for a very long time,” Ms. Geller said as Elisabeth stood there, looking at her mother in shock. She couldn’t believe that her mother was trying to have this conversation with her.

“Mom, don’t go there,” Elisabeth said as she walked over to the sink, looking in her mirror at herself. She didn’t want to talk about this with her mother. There was no way in hell was she going to talk about this.

“But Elisabeth, do you want to waste that on Nick?” Ms. Geller asked as Elisabeth opened her mouth in shock, looking at her mother, “He’s been around the block if you know what I mean. How do you know if he doesn’t have a disease? You don’t know where he’s been,”

NO! She did NOT just say that!

“Mom, would you shut up,” Elisabeth said as she walked up to her, putting her hands on her mother’s shoulders, “I haven’t slept Nick. Yes I’m a virgin, but I love him. If I want to have sex with him, I will. I don’t know what you have against him that makes you hate him so much Mom. He’s never hurt me and he’s never used me. He’s always respected me.”

“He’s too much like your father,” Ms. Geller said as Elisabeth stared at her. Finally, she admitted it, “And you know how your father is -”

“Mom, I don’t hate dad. You are the stupid idiot that married him when you didn’t love him. For God’s sake Mom, I’m not trying to make you feel bad but you married a guy, telling him you were having his kid when it belonged to someone else. Do you see the mistakes you made in your life? I’m not making them. It’s been my life goal not to make the mistakes that you made. I’m not,” Elisabeth said as she moved her hands from her mother’s shoulders and started to walk away slowly, “Look how far I have came? I graduated at the top of my class in college, at NYU Mom. I worked for MTV and they fought out to hire me over CMT, but I went with CMT because that was my dream and I’m living it,” she said as she turned around, crossing her arms and looking at her mother.

“I had dinner with Tim McGraw and Faith Hill night before last in their home. I did this huge interview with Tim McGraw last night that was broadcasted around the world. You didn’t even remember to watch one of the most important nights of my life. I’m going to London soon to interview Shania Twain on the set of her new video. Do you know how many people are allowed to do that? Two. Me and someone from VH1. I think I’m making pretty good choices in my life so far so if I want to be with Nick again, and sleep with him, or marry him, have a houseful of little babies, and spend the rest of my life with him, then I’m pretty confident that I’m making the right choice. I don’t need you to tell me that it’s not,” Elisabeth said as she looked down at her feet and back up at her mother, “Look at the choices in your life.”

“I know that I’ve made mistakes,” Ms. Geller said as Elisabeth rolled her eyes, walking over to her bed and sitting down on the edge of it, “But I just don’t want you to make the same mistakes that I did. You remind me of myself when I was younger. I had all of these plans that I wanted to do and I never got the chance. You, you’re doing what you want, and I just don’t want to see you mess that up, by thinking that you love a guy like him,”

“He’s not a bad guy -”

“And I know last night was an important night for you. I didn’t know if Nick was still here or not and I wanted to help you celebrate. I tried to come as soon as I could but I had car trouble, then something happened at the office,” Ms. Geller said as Elisabeth put her hands beside her on the bed, pressing down and looked at the floor.

“You never gave Nick a chance,” Elisabeth muttered, looking at the floor, trying not to get insanely furious, “You look at him and think he’s wild because he’s been in this huge musical group and because he’s famous and has all of these girls chasing after him. You don’t know him like I know him. He’s never forced me to do anything and he’s always been patient with me. He respects me and he loves me. He’s not like dad because he knows some things are more important than work. That’s why he’s here because he took time off to be with me here because he wants us to get back together,” Elisabeth said as she looked up at her mother, about to cry, and really pissed off, “So if that’s all you came here to do was try to talk me out of getting back with him, then you can just leave.”

“Will you have dinner with me tonight?” Ms. Geller asked as Elisabeth started to laugh and looked away.

“I have plans with Nick tonight,” Elisabeth said as she looked back at her mother, moving her hands up, crossing them across her chest, “I’m not canceling them for anything.”

“Well this afternoon,” Ms. Geller said, “Sometime today. I’m going back home tomorrow and I want to talk to you about something,” Elisabeth rolled her eyes, looking away, not knowing whether to scream or laugh, “It’s not about Nick. It has nothing to do with that.”

‘Okay,” Elisabeth said as she looked back at her, “This afternoon at 5:30. We’ll go out shopping or something, but I’m coming back alone. Nick told me I needed to the leave the apartment for at least thirty minutes so he could plan our date, so we can go shopping or something.”

“Okay,” Ms. Geller said as Elisabeth stood up and her mother walked over, hugging her. Elisabeth wrapped her arms around her mother, wanting to strangle her actually, but decided to hug her back, “And I saw the Tim special late last night on a rerun and you did great sweetie. He even performed your song for you.”

“Because Nick asked him to, to surprise me,” Elisabeth whispered as they stopped hugging and she looked down at the ground, “Just come by about 5:00,”

“Okay,” Ms. Geller said as she reached up, wiping Elisabeth’s tears away, “I’ll go back to the hotel and wait since I have nothing else to do. I’ll be back at five.”

Nick ran from the bottom step where he was sitting and listening to what they were saying, and practically flew over to the sofa, and began flipping channels on the TV as Ms. Geller began to walk downstairs. Nick cut her eyes over at her as she reached the bottom steps and walked up to the sofa, looking down at him. Nick never moved his eyes from the TV to even acknowledge her presence.

“Nick,”

“Ms. Geller,”

“I will be back at five o’clock to pick my daughter up to go shopping so that you can plan your evening with her,” Ms. Geller said as Nick looked up at her, smiling devilishly and looked back at the TV, “So what time should I have her back tonight?”

Nick wanted to laugh. He could tell she hated asking him anything, much less what time she should bring her oldest daughter, the one the seemingly cared more about, back to her apartment so that her ex-boyfriend, and soon to be fiancée could show her just how much he loved her, in every way of the term.

“Hmm,” Nick hummed lightly as he moved his hand up, rubbing his chin, “Shopping? I’d say eight,” he said as he looked up at her, smiling.

“See you at five,” Ms. Geller said as she walked back around the sofa in a hurry, reaching the door and walked out, shutting it behind her. Nick couldn’t help but fall over on the sofa, laughing his ass off. He got so much pleasure out of that it was surreal.