Smells like Teen Spirit. (Chapter 12)

I jumped when I heard a startling noise. I didn't know where it was coming from. I quickly got under my blanket and hid. I know I was acting like a 2 year old but what if it was a robber! Now I was really scared. The noise came again, this time even louder. I saw a shadow in my window through the corner of my eye. I was shaking now and it wasn't from coldness. I had to be brave. My Mom must haven't heard the noise because there was no sign of her getting up. I decided that I was going to figure this out so I got up quietly. I slowly walked over to my window. I jumped back at what I saw. Nick was hanging from my tree that came up to my window and he was knocking, trying to get me to let him in. I didn't want to see him but I knew he would think something was up if I didn't let him in so, I opened up the window and let him come in.
"I didn't know you'd still be awake."
"Well, if I was asleep, I would have woke up because you were pounding on my window! Are you crazy?! You scared me to death! I was about to call the police!" I yelled angrily.
"Shh, calm down."
"Me?! Calm down?! NO WAY! You could have woke up my Mom!" I was getting really angry now.
"Speak of the devil." Nick whispered,
"What?" I asked, I turned towards the door where he was looking at and I saw exactly what he was talking about.
"What the heck?!" My Mom screamed.
"Oh, crap." I mumbled. I just stood there like a statue while I watched my mom drag Nick out of my room by his ear.
"Downstairs! Now!" My Mom yelled at me. I went down the stairs slower than usual because I was afraid of what was going to happen.
"Couch!" She demanded as soon as I got downstairs.
I walked over to the couch at sat down about a foot away from where Nick sat.
"At least she didn't catch us during foreplay. World War ||| would have already started." I whispered to Nick.
"I think it already has." Nick whispered back. I couldn't help but chuckle at that.
"I'm calling the cops!" My Mom yelled.
"Mom, I think that's a bad idea, you're still intoxicated." I told her.
"Oh, I forgot sweetie." She smiled at me,
"Your Mom is drunk and you didn't tell me!" Nick acted surprised. I laughed.
"Trust me, you don't want to know how." I said, He chuckled.
"Ok, you leave and if I ever find you in this house I'm going to personally kill you." My Mom said fiercely.
"Bye, I'll see you next time," He whispered to me, before he got off the couch.
"There will be a next time?" I asked but, he was already out the door.
"So, what was that?" My Mom asked.
"Mom, you're drunk. I'm not talking about this...ever! So get used to it." I smiled a friendly smile even though I was trying to act mean because I felt like it. I smiled to myself. I really am awesome. I thought. I walked up the stairs without another word to my Mom. I laid in bed until I finally heard her walk up the stairs. She came into my room.
"Goodnight honey. I love you." My Mom said. I could almost see her smiling in the darkness.
"Love you too, Mom." I said right before she walked out my bedroom door to head to her own room. Not long after I fell soundly asleep thinking about...Nick.