From the start

Chapter 14

Nash's POV: This entire month has been a crazy experience. I gained followers on all of my social media sites and they have been giving me a lot of attention. My life went from an average teenager to a celebrity I guess. A lot more girls have been noticing me, and a lot of people that hated me seem to love me now. It's like they just wanted to be friends because of my "fame".

Some of my other friends became famous to. All from the new app vine. Most from the football team. Carter, Cameron, Taylor, and Matthew. We all have different situations on this. Like Taylor, he broke up with Mia for the cuter girls in his fandom. Matthew and Tiffany broke up. She didn't want to be famous. Cameron and Rachel are on a break until death threats cool down. Carter and Maggie are still together but that's all that's left.

Britney however has been the opposite. We haven't seen each other much. It's been a week or two from the last time I saw her. She's been, distant. She's been getting a lot of attention as well. She's "famous" too. But a lot of people are also throwing shade because she's with me. I have no idea what's up with her though.

She gets death threats, verbal assault, sometimes even physical assault. Whenever we're together she seems, distant and jumpy. I just really want to know what's wrong with her. I care so much about her and I can't let our relationship be torn apart.

"How was your day?" I asked Britney as I sat at the edge of her bed. "Um, it was ok. I got crowded at the store today with my mom. It was crazy." She said and scooted away. There she goes again. It's been like this a lot. Whenever I get near her she scoots away. Or when I hug her she hesitates before hugging back.

"What's wrong?" I asked finally getting frustrated. "Nothing." Her attention now on her phone. "I'm going home." I walked toward the door without hugging or kissing her. "Nash, wait!" She followed me down the stairs and pulled me back. "Oh, so now you want to touch me." I snapped.

"I'm sorry. Can we talk about this?" She asked. Her eyes on nothing but me. She had my full attention but I didn't want to hear her break up with me. "I can't-" before I could continue she cut me off. "Nash please? I'm sorry for being distant. It's not you. It's just," she looked like she was searching for the right words.

Was she breaking up with me? I was so confused. "You can have anyone you want now that your well known. There are a lot of prettier girls than me out there. Like how Taylor broke up with Mia cause he saw 'hotter and better girls'. They were together for 3 years. It just gets to me." She finally said. "Why would I want anyone beside you? I've wanted you! And only you. I haven't looked at any other girls. Your my one and only. I promise." She smiled.

"Do you want to go out to eat or something?" I asked hoping for sometime with my girlfriend. "Sure!" We went to a pizza place in the mall. You know, a casual date.

Within in just moments after we left the pizza place we were crowded. More people than I've ever seen before crowded around me and Britney. Tugging on our clothes, asking for pictures, autographs, kisses, and other things. Some jealous girls were even trying to hit Britney.

I wrapped my arms around her protectively and she rested her head in my chest. "Nash! Britney! Omg their so cute! Omg I wish I was her! You don't deserve him. Their so cute together! I ship it! The one true pair!" Was all you could hear throughout the loud noise.

Out of nowhere Britney and I became separated. "It's fine! I got you!" I heard a familiar voice say. I looked over at Britney and saw Katie pulling Britney toward the exit, and Cameron pulling me to the exit.

"Thanks man!" We did our handshake and Britney and I walked back to my car. "That was crazy." Britney said looking at her reflection. The whole ride home she didn't look at me and when I talked or asked her a question she would look at the floor or out the window.

"I'll see you later." I leaned in to kiss her and she didn't face me. "Are you ok?" I asked confused. I feel like we're growing apart and I don't know what to do about it. "I'm fine, just tired." She opened the front door. I grabbed onto her arm and pulled her back. She looked at me a little scared.

"How'd you get that?" I asked looking at blood dripping down her lip. Yeah her lip was busted. "I hit my lip on the window on the ride home." She slightly smiled. That was a lie. I could tell. "One of your fans hit me." She said and sighed.

"Britney. Why didn't you tell me? This is not ok. They could have seriously hurt you." I was more angered. "I didn't want you getting mad at them. I'm sure it was an accident. I'll see you later. I'll be fine. Ok?" She pecked my lips and walked inside.