Chapter 165 - Ch. 165 He Is Your Father

Nicholas Larson was still composing songs in his private studio room when his cell phone rang. He deliberately didn't turn on silent mode so he could know that someone was looking for him.

Nick put down his guitar and took out his phone.

"Hello?"

"Is this Nicholas Larson?"

Nick pulled out his phone to see a series of writings on the screen. He saw his best friend's name written there, but why did he hear a woman's voice?

"Yes, this is Larson speaking. This is…"

"It's me. Tyrese's mother."

"Mrs. Russell. What can I do for you today?"

"Can you come here? We're in the hospital now."

Hospital? "What happened?" Nick walked out of his studio and headed straight for the hospital listening intently to what Mrs. Russell had to say. "He had broken legs."

Nick looked surprised to hear that and began to wonder how badly injured his best friend was. Tyrese Russell was a drummer in the Adams group. If his leg's injury were too severe, the young man would not be able to play the drums.

Luckily their manager gave the Adams group a whole month off, so they didn't have to worry about finding a replacement drummer.

Nick hoped Tye's injuries weren't too bad so he could play with the others once their concert schedule started again.

By the time he arrived at the hospital, Nick runs into a girl he never expected. Nick was about to say hello to the girl, but she seemed to be in such a hurry to enter the hospital that she didn't notice him.

"Why does she look panicked like that?" Nick tried to catch up with his acquaintance, but it seemed he lost her.

He wondered how the girl could run fast and disappeared right in front of his nose.

Realizing he won't find the girl, Nick decided to meet his friend first. He directly walked to the lift and headed to the sixth floor, where his friend's bedroom was.

As he walked along the sixth-floor corridor, Nick began to hear a familiar voice coming from the direction of the room he headed.

"Mom, I'm not a child. I'm fine."

"What do you mean you're fine. Obviously, your leg is in a cast like this."

"Ouch! Mom!" someone whined. "You make it worse."

Nick couldn't help but chuckle at his friend's whining. He could imagine Mrs. Russell must have hit her son in the leg.

That duo mother-son are still bickering even though Nick has arrived in front of their room. He almost burst out laughing when he heard one of the nurses come and rebuke them.

"Please be quiet. Some patients need some quiet time to recover."

"We're sorry. We will keep quiet," stated Mrs. Russell in a guilty tone.

"This place will be quiet if you go home." refuted her naughty son, inviting a death glare from his mother.

Before the two of them upset the nurse, Nick greeted them both.

"Good evening, Mrs. Russell."

"Nick! You've finally come."

Nick chuckled, amused when he saw his best friend's face looked surprised at his arrival.

"I can't believe this. You called him?"

"Of course I did."

"But… why?"

"I am your mother, and he is your father. Of course, I will call your father."

Mrs. Russell's remark made Nick choke on his saliva and cough without being able to reply to a woman who looked to be in her twenties despite her actual age of nearly forty.

"Ew… Nick. What have you done to my mother?"

"What did I do?"

"Ouchh… It hurts, it hurts." groaned Tye when his mother pinched his cheek very tightly. Nick, who saw it, touched his cheek as if he also felt the pain.

Mrs. Russell hmphed in annoyance and let loose her death pinching on her son's chubby cheek before he smiled sweetly at Nick.

"Nicholas, can you accompany my son today? I still have work to take care of."

"Of course. Leave it to me."

"Such a good boy."

Nick smiled happily when Mrs. Russell walked over to him and pinched his cheek playfully. It didn't hurt at all, making Nick chuckling in amused, and he gave her a big smile.

Seeing how his best friend seemed to be enjoying his mother's pinch, Tye rolled his eyes lazily.

This flirtatious boy was always capable of melting every woman in the world, whether she was younger or older than him.

Nick waved his hand without breaking his big smile as he ushered Mrs. Russell. Just then, his shoulders fell while his hands patted his chest.

He shifted his gaze to see his friend looking at him with a displeased look.

"Did your mother just indirectly propose to me?"

"Don't you dare think about it."

Nick laughed out loud, and his laughter soon followed by Tye. Both of them knew that Nick was joking and didn't mean what he said.

Tye's father has passed away since he was learning to walk. And although with the youthful face and slender body of Mrs. Russell, the mother was not interested in finding a lover or a replacement for her husband to become Tye's father.

Mrs. Russell feels more comfortable being a single mother and occasionally teases his son by saying he will make Nicholas Larson his new father.

Of course, Nick didn't take it seriously, but he always played along with the mother as he enjoyed teasing his friend.

"Seriously. She still hasn't changed even after I graduated from school. You too. Until when will you accept any woman who approaches you."

"Your mother is not a random woman. She is your mother."

"You know what I'm talking about. How about…"

"How did you break your leg?" Nick cut in, not letting his friend continue his questioning.

"…" why did this kid give the impression that he deliberately broke his own leg? "I fell. It's not like I want to break my leg."

"Will it heal?"

"Of course." snorted Tye. "The doctor said I could walk again in a month. Don't worry. You won't lose your precious drummer."

"Even if your leg doesn't heal, I can always find a replacement for you."

"…"

"I already have a candidate."

This friend of his… really heartless.