Chapter 15

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January 3 10:30 P.M.

Nash's POV

I'm pretty sure I love her. It's extremely straight forward but I really do. Hayes and I talked about it and he already told Lat he loved her, why can't I say it to Ireland. We've been together for a few months and we've done almost everything together. Celebrated Christmas and New Year's together, gone on trips together, heck, our brother and sister date.

I think I realized I loved Ireland the day before. After I showered and got all of the stupid whipped cream off, she was just sitting on the bed on her phone. She was covered in whipped cream and her hair was up in a loose ponytail, she looked perfect. I had smiled to myself and stared at her for a minute before making myself known. She didn't know it but I wanted her so badly. Sure we had the titles and we had told the fans, but I really wanted to tell her. I'll tell her tomorrow. I'll make it really special, but not over the top. I'll text Matt.

Ireland's POV

We had just gotten back from our first event. I had to say, all of the fans were nice. Nash was acting a little differently throughout the whole thing but I brushed it off. It wasn't negative but it definitely was something. I couldn't figure it out.

I looked over and he seemed deep in thought, he had his phone in hand, the screen had gone black a few minutes earlier, his mouth was wide open, his eyebrows were furrowed. After staring at him for a while, he closed his mouth and turned his phone on and started texting someone. He turned away from me and I ran up an wrapped my arms around his torso. He put his phone in his front pocket and walked away towards the door, right out of my grip. He didn't say anything, not even a simple 'bye'. I frowned.

That was rude.

I stormed off after him. Bad decision.

"What do you think you're doing?" I said behind him. He turned around and smiled a little. I put my hands on my hips and glared at him.

"I'm going to Matt's room. I needed to talk to him," he said slowly.

"Not even a simple 'bye'? Could you not have managed that? I show you affection and you don't even seemed phased. Please. We just got back together. It seems extremely stupid that I'm getting the slightest bit stressed over this, but you've been in a mood all day and I can't figure it out. Can you please tell me what's going on?" I said. My voice getting smaller with every word.

"Babe-"

"Is it because I'm not good enough?" I whispered. At that, he was right in front of me. My arms had been crossed against my chest and he grabbed each of my hands.

"Of course not. You are more than enough. You're way out of my league. I didn't really realize I was doing it. I'm sosososososososososo sorry. Will you please forgive me?" He laid his forehead on mine and looked into my eyes. I nodded and pecked his lips.

"I overreacted. I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?" I asked.

"You don't need forgiveness, you were just worried." Nash answered.

"Tell Matt I said 'hi' okay?" I said. He nodded and pecked both of my cheeks then ran off to Matt's room down the hall. I shook my head and went back into the room.

"What was that all about?" Hayes and Koko said at the same time. I heard the shower running and figured Cam was in the shower.

"I just got a little worried. Have you noticed Nash acting weird lately? I can't put my finger in it but something's wrong," I trailed off.
"No I've noticed it," Hayes said. I nodded and heard the shower cut off. A few seconds later, Cam came out with a towel loosely wrapped around his waist.

"Pay no attention!"He yelled in my ear.

"I have to when I'm being yelled at!" I yelled back laughing after.

Hayes had covered Lat's eyes and I laughed again.

"Hayes. I see you shirtless all the time," Lat complained clawing at Hayes' hands. He finally pulled his hands away and sighed. I raised my eyebrows.

"We sleep in the same room, Irish, nothing like that!" she smacked my arm. By that time Cam had put some denim joggers on and a plain black shirt. He slid his red Vans on and was about to go out the door.
"Are you going to Matt's room?" I asked. He nodded hesitantly. I started standing up.

"I suggest you don't come, Irish," Can said slowly, walking to the door.

"You're scaring me, Cam. What's going on? I'm coming," I pushed past him and speed-walked to Matt's hotel room. The door was slightly open and I heard voices. I pushed the door softly and walked in.
"Ireland, get away from the door," Cam called from behind me. I pushed in anyway. A blonde was sat in Nash's lap, forcefully kissing him as he clawed at her hands and attempted pushing her away. He finally pulled his hand away from her hands and gripped her shoulder pushing her backwards, showing her face.

"Hamilton, get over here," I said softly. He crawled over to me and grabbed my hand.

"It wasn't me! She came into me! I was trying to push-" He attempted to tell me but I cut him off.
"I know, Nash. I'm not mad." I murmured quietly. His face went from on-the-verge-of-tears to smiling. He nodded and got up to his feet and glared at the girl. She just smirked.

"Nice to see you again, Irish," she said.

"Wish I could say the same," I gave her a tight lipped and sarcastic smile. I lunged at her. Grabbing her, now fake, blonde extensions and pulling them back. She screeched and grabbed my arms pulling them off of her then attempting to grab my neck I shoved her away and threw a nice punch to her artificial nose. I heard a satisfying crack. She fell to the floor and held her face.

"Don't mess with my boyfriend, Miranda. It'll only cost you more for the plastic surgery," I said with my hands in my hips. The there was Matt. My best friend standing in the doorway in shock.

"Matthew Espinosa, I hate you." I pushed past him, much like J did to Cam and felt Nash grab my hand. I ripped it out of his grasp and took off to the hotel room. Hayes and Lat saw me on their way over to Matt's room. I shook my head and locked the door when I got inside. I walked to the balcony and sat on the ground cross-legged. The sun was just setting and I pulled my phone out to take a picture. I posted it on Instagram.

irisheurope: bad things happen but these make up for it 🌅
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Is anybody else's Wattoad doing this? I did the last part on my phone and after I did the Instagrampost it started doing this. Help Me!
It's really short because of this so yeah
SiTU:GospelbyPanic!At the Diso
xoxo,
Elle

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