There Can Only Be One (A Cameron Dallas and Nash Grier Fanfiction)

Chapter 13

KELLINS POV:

Nash drive like a fucking grandma.

I mean really how slow can you go?

We had been driving for what seemed like forever when my jam came on.

I cracked up the volume, trying to find a fuck to give.

I began to sing at the top of my lungs.

"IF YOU WITH IT.

LATE NIGHT'S, NO DRESS CODE.

SHE STAY FLY, LIKE JETS GO.

DON'T HAVE NO REASONS.

AIN'T GOT NO M.O

SEE HER LIFESTYLE, STAY BANKROLLED

BUT SHE WORK IT LIKE IT AIN'T THOUGH

YEAH, SHE MIGHT GET RACHET

BUT SHE KNOW SHE BAD THOUGH

SHE KNOW SHE BAD

MONDAY THROUGH FRIDAY, SHE OFF IN HER ZONE

COME FRIDAY NIGHT THEN SHE KNOW THAT IT'S ON

CALL HER GIRLS AND SHE ROLLING UP

HIT THE PARTY IT'S GOING UP."

Nash turned the radio off and left me singing with no music.

That little douchebag.

"Can you not rap to your boyfriend's songs while I'm trying to drive," he spoke.

"WEE OOO WEE OOO WEE OOO The fun police have arrived with Officer Nash at the crime scene."

He laughed, "Well if you want to crash and die, just keep singing."

"Okay," I told him.

Pushing the volume button to turn on the stereo, Nash turned it right back off.

I pouted in my seat and crossed my arms.

Then we pulled up to a huge mall with a sign that read "Beverly Center".

HOLY FUCKING SHIT.

NO FUCKING WAY.

I am freaking out but, I tried to contain it.

I wasn't doing a good job though because Nash looked over and laughed at me.

Glad I brought my money cause after this trip, there was going to be nothing left in my wallet.

I'd rather run out of money than let somebody pay for me.

We walked into the store and Nash led me into some swimsuit store called Beach Bunny Swim Wear.

I'd never heard of it but I went along with it because there was some really cute stuff in here.

I immediately grabbed a light blue bikini with lace.

Looking at the price tag, I put it back down.

It was almost 200 fucking dollars.

It was really cute though.

Shit what do I do?

Swimsuit or no swimsuit?

Fuck I hate decisions.

No swimsuit, must find other clothes.

We walked out of the store and into another one.

"You need to get something nice for tonight," he said.