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Cameron Dallas & Nash Grier

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"You ready?" Your boyfriend Nash asks you. You secure your foot in the boot, getting prepared to be a boy for the day. You nod your head as Nash brings you further to the trails. "Hold on to me the whole time, okay?" Nash's eyes daze into yours, basically being the only thing you saw from the helmet he was wearing. You roll your eyes reassuring him. "I know."

He gives you a smile as you hear the sound of leaves ruffling in the bushes You turn to see Cameron. "Hey guys." He waves stupidly knowing he was being the one and only cockblock. "Hey Cam." Nash laughs. "Cam's here too...?" You ask mainly towards your boyfriend. "I mean, mudding technically isn't really romantic." Nash explains as Cameron fixes his gear. "It's like we're having a date." Cameron adds in as you laugh. Cam always third wheeled with you and Nash, you started to get used to it. Plus, he didn't seem to mind.

Cameron started the ATV as Nash tells you the basic rules. "I'll meet you guys at the hill." Cameron calls out, riding his vehicle. You both nod your heads watching him leave the scene. "Just have fun." Nash reminds you, hopping onto the seat. He gives you a small peck on the lips as you join him from the back. You didn't mind it since Cameron wasn't here, you knew he wasn't too much of a fan for PDA.
You hold tightly on to his body as he starts his vehicle. You felt your body shake as the engine sounds. Lifting your feet from the ground, you both start to drive up the trail. You drove through the tough dirt, finally reaching over to Cameron.
"You guys take forever." He groans, putting his phone back in his pocket. "Sorry princess." Nash laughs.

You look at the numerous hills behind Cameron. He then leads the way, starting his engine fast. He jumps the hill with his ATV, feet off the ground. He yells a childish scream as he fly's in the air. Landing back on the ground he continues to ride in the circle trail.
"Ready?" you hear Nash shout over the loud motor. You grip your hold tighter against him, as you feel the mud fly in the air. Intensity builds as you both drive off. You feel your body lift off the ground. You watch as Nash grips on to the handle bars. You felt as if you were on a rollercoaster, force pulling you back, motion in the air. Finally landing back to the dirt, you smile to yourself as Nash continues to drive and jump off hills, with Cameron in front.
"Careful!" you hear Cameron shout in front of you. You look at Nash confused as he carefully drives through the patchy mud. You notice numerous branches, some with and without thorns. "Shit." Nash curses under his breath as you close your eyes shut. You duck your head feeling the branches cover your bodies.
Nash struggles to drive through as Cameron waits behind. "It's impossible to get through, dude." Cameron holds back looking at Nash. "I'll go." Nash offers driving in front of him. "Careful guys." Cam adds behind closely.
You then feel something rub on the skin of your forehead. Nash continues to drive in the mud as it gets stuck. The force on your forehead kept pulling, eventually making a deep mark. "Nash!" You yell over the loud noise. You turn your head, snapping the branch away. Looking up from your forehead, you notice small blood splatters. "Fuck." You say to yourself looking at your hand.
Cameron soon began to notice, grabbing Nash's attention.
He nudges his shoulders as you start to clean up the blood with your sleeve.
"Holy fuck." Nash says worriedly. "Yoo, that looks bad." Cameron says trying to keep in his laughter. "Dude, call 9-1-1, or something." Nash says starting to panic. He gets off the vehicle, grabbing you in his arms, bridal-style.
"My hands are all muddy." Cameron says holding up his hands. As Nash brings you to the (mostly) dry part of land, he quickly takes his phone dialing numbers. You felt light headed, starting to shut your eyes. "Y/N, shit are you okay?" Nash asks you pressing the phone to his ear. You nod your head holding onto your head. "I got it." Cameron shouts holding his phone.
"You're worthless dude." Nash says sarcastically holding the phone already in his face. "Get paper towels or something to dry up the cut." Nash demands as Cameron runs off.
You heard faint sirens as you start to daze off.

You wake up, hearing beeping almost every five seconds. It felt difficult to breathe. You open your eyes slightly, waking up in a different room. It was white and small; the hospital.
You groan to yourself fixing your body, sitting up. You place your hand on your forehead feeling the scar left behind. You turn to see Nash on a chair, with his elbows on his knees. His head was placed down. You shake him, as he automatically wakes up. "Oh my god, your awake." He smiles placing kisses upon your face.
"I'm fine." You giggle looking at the blue outfit you were wearing. Nash gives you a blank look pointing his finger up. You look confused for a second, finally moving your head to the direction he was pointing. As you lift your head, you notice a brown bear hanging by a small hanger. "Aww." You laugh taking it down. You pull it close to you as you notice the small tags that were taped on your arms. "Cameron picked it out." Nash states as you look around the room again. "Where is he?"

"I think he went to taco bell."
You roll your eyes laughing. "Of course he did."
"What happened?" you dare to ask.
Nash sighs before speaking. "You got three stitches. I wouldn't touch it if I were you." He lets out a chuckle as you clench your teeth together. "Ahh." You say feeling the pain rush to your head. "Doctor said you should be sleeping for another hour." Nash says looking concerned.
You smile, no response. "I mean, I'm not complaining though." He grins placing his hand on your arm. "I'm glad you're okay." He then adds. "Why would'nt I be?" you ask. "Y/N, a pricker bush basically stabbed your forehead." He laughs as you hug onto the soft bear.
As bad as it sounds, it didn't felt like it though, maybe just a sharp pain against your head. "Shit, It was all my fault." Nash starts to say getting up from his chair. He walks back and forth as you watch him. "No it wasn't."
"Yes it was. If I wasn't so cocky, I would've let Cameron go first."
"Then Cameron would've been in my situation." You say reasoning it out. "I mean, Cameron is used to injuring himself. You're like fragile... to me." You roll your eyes at how overprotective he was being over you.
"I'm okay though."
"I know. Thank god." He kisses you once more until the door flies open. You both turn to see Cameron with numerous bags in his hands. The aroma of the tacos fill up the room as he closes the door shut. "I got food." He announces placing it on the table next to you. "How are you feeling Y/N?" He asks you handing you a drink. You take a sip, shrugging your shoulders.
"Not so much pain." You respond. "At least it wasn't like Tin Can Dallas over here." Nash laughs taking a bite from his taco.
"So she's thorn-branch Y/N." Cameron says eating his taco. You take another sip of your soda, almost spitting it out. "Nice one, Cam." You laugh at how uncreative he was. "Thank god, I'm the only one not injured here." Nash says raising his hands up.
"Y/N will get you injured pretty soon." Cameron winks as you feel your cheeks get red. You then hear a faint knock on the door as you all look at each other with widen eyes. "Shit." Nash and Cam mouth to you as you tuck yourself under the covers. You pull the bear next to you as Cameron runs to the door. Nash cleans up the bags of tacos as the door opens. "How is she doing?" you hear a voice. It sounded like the doctor's. "Still sleeping, see." Cameron says, most likely pointing to you. "When she wakes up, just give us a call." The doctor says before leaving. "Gotcha, doc." Cameron says in a weird voice before closing the door.
"Gotcha doc." Nash imitates him as you all start to laugh.
"Nash, we gotta go." Cameron says looking at the time. "Fuck." Nash says as Cameron reaches for his coat. "I hope you feel better, Y/N." Cameron says hovering over your body. He gives you a side hug before leaving the room.
"I'll come back right after practice." Nash says looking into your eyes. "You don't have to." You laugh. "I love you." Nash ignores you, placing his soft lips on yours. He kisses you for a good minute until you hear Cameron from outside. "NASH."
"I'm coming, god."

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