WHO: Nick Jonas and Alex Russo. WHAT: Reuniting. WHEN: After her being alive again post when he gets home. WHERE: THE house. Yes that's THE house to be. RATING: TBD. STATUS: Incomplete.
He knew he told Alex he would be in her room soon. He knew he said to her that he'd be there in a second. Half an hour had passed, now and he was still staring at the door handle of the door leading out of his room in frustration. The first time he had gotten up to see her, he had got as far as halfway before sighing and turning around again, running his hand through his hair. Nick felt bad that he was making her wait but he still wasn't really convinced she was real. The poor boy had spent so long finally getting into the idea that she was really gone, and that he wouldn't be getting her back and now that he had her back he wasn't sure what to do with himself.
With a loud exhale, Nick stood and grabbed his guitar, throwing it over his shoulder. To him it was some kind of safety thing, a shield and a form of comfort. Because, at least if she wasn't in the room, or anywhere in the house he would have his music to console him. The very thing that kept him from going insane. He pulled the sleeves of the baggy purple hoodie he had stolen from Joe (hopefully, without Joe's knowledge) over his arms and opened his door, finally making it that step further before heading to his girlfriend's room, which had been left relatively untouched since her death. Save for the few times Nick crept in to remind himself that she existed in the first place. He reached her room and knocked lightly, his hand shaking slightly as it hovered to knock another time.
"Alex, it's me, Nick." He murmured through the wood in the door, clutching his guitar strap to his chest.