Nic didn't let go for a very long time.

Laurel didn't pull away. But eventually she started mumbling. It was rather hard to hear but it was something about Hayden.

Nic let her mumble. When she was finished, he waited another long moment before mumbling, "I... I'm afraid."

Laurel hugged him tighter, "Why?" she murmured quietly.

Nic seemed a little reluctant to say more. But after awhile he asked, "Will you keep it a secret?" he asked.

Laurel nodded without hesitation.

"I..." Nic whispered, "I think... there's something wrong with my head."

Laurel pulled away just enough to look into his eyes, "... What do you mean?" she asked quietly, worry creasing her eyebrows.

Nic shook his head a little like he didn't know how to explain. His eyes looked very tired.

Laurel paused a moment before kissing his cheek, "Don't be afraid," she whispered into his ear, "I'm right here. You're not alone now... if something's wrong then we'll figure it out together."

Nic didn't say anything, but hugged Laurel a little tighter.

Laurel was quiet for awhile, "Why did you leave the club?" she asked quietly, "Did the crowd freak you out?"

Nic's silence was close enough to a yes.

"Sorry," Laurel whispered, "I shouldn't have made you come."

Nic shook his head. "... It's not your fault," he whispered.

"I keep pushing you..." Laurel continued, "Trying to change you when you're fine the way you are." Her grip around him tightened, "I'm sorry, Nic," she told him again.