I laughed as Nash mimicked the waiter once he had left. We had gotten stuck with the worst waiter in the entire restaurant.
His long red hair reached his shoulders and while the other waiters and waitresses aprons where spotless and a pearly white his was covered in dirt and was lined with holes and frayed at the bottom.
I sat one arm on the table, keeping the one with the cast in my lap so as to not accidentally knock something off the table.
The restaurant Nash had taken me to was admittedly the nicest place I'd ever been to. There were crystal chandeliers and live music coming from the front of the restaurant. I looked over the menu as I sipped my iced tea. Everything on it looked so good.
I finally settled for the pasta but had them take the meatballs out since I was a vegetarian.
We talked and enjoyed the music as we waited for the waiter to come back with our food. Nash's hand had found my hand under the table and he grasped my fingers gently.
He ran his thumb across the back of my hand as we spoke. "No don't make me laugh!" I whisper shouted and covered my mouth. "Why not?" He asked, chuckling. "All these people are here to enjoy the music and their meal. I'd look like an idiot if I burst out laughing here." I said.
"You could never look like an idiot." Nash said as his thumb passed over my hand again. "Nash why did you invite me here?" I asked. He looked shocked but recovered...sort of.
"What...what do you mean? I invited you so we could hang out." he said. "No there was a specific reason and it wasn't to hang out."I said looking at him seriously.
"It's just that... were good friends right?" He asked. "The best." I told him and he smiled. "Well I was just kinda hopping we could be...you know... more than best friends." He said looking down at the table.
A look of utter sorrow crossed his face as I pulled my hand out of his. I put my one good hand under his chin and gently turned his head towards me.
"Good." I said as I pressed my lips to his. He was shocked and rigid at first but quickly recovered and melted into the kiss.
I broke it off quickly as to not bother the people at the table next to us but Nash seemed happy the kiss had happened at all.
My hand was back in his seconds later and he only let go so as to let me eat my food once it had been brought out.
The spaghetti itself was amazing but the sauce they had put on top had meat in it and I almost hurled.
I pushed the sauce to the side of the plate and just ate the noodles plain.
Once I had finished Nash payed for the food and we left.
In the car Nash turned the radio up and let me sing along. He laughed when I started to sing the wrong verse but I quickly corrected myself.
"You do know that hashtag sing for me Zoe is still super big right?" Nash asked. I nodded but didn't stop singing.
I looked over at Nash halfway through my favorite song and saw he had his phone out.
I gasped. "You butt!" I said but laughed. He laughed and ended the video. "This is going on Twitter, Instagram, and YouTube." he said but didn't take his eyes off the road.
When we got home I went to grab his phone but he held it above his head. He knew my one weakness and was using it against me. My height.
later that night
I layed down in bed after I had gotten out of the shower. I opened up Twitter and saw that hashtag sing for me Zoe was trending world wide and my feed was blowing up with it.
Nash had posted the video from the car of me singing See You Again by Wiz khalifa. I laughed as I watched my reaction at the end of the video. "You butt!" It was nearly a yell but not quiet. Then I let out the ugliest laugh ever.
I cringed as I went into the comments to see what people were saying about the video. 'Zayummm Gurl! You good!' Someone had commented. I scrolled through reading not even close to a sixteenth of the comments but judging by how many comments Nash got on every photo that was a lot.
'How is it legal to be that pretty? She is literally gorgeous!'
'Her laugh is adorable! I love you Zoe! @JustMeZoe'
'She has voice goals!'
'@JustMeZoe follow me babe! I love you!'
'Nash you better not be dating her. Yeah we all see her dress and how the back seat is empty! Watch out Zoe!'
'So cute! Your so lucky Nash!'
'What is with you guys?! CAMERON is a better singer than her! Ugh!'
'She's so cute! Why can't we be friends @JustMeZoe ?!'
'@JustMeZoe your such a bad singer! I don't get why the guys hang out with you your so annoying!'
'She's so ugly! She better not be dating Nash! Ugh I so hate her!'
Some of them where pretty mean but a lot of people kept saying how cute and sweet I was and how they loved my laugh.
I smiled and followed most of them. I went to my profile and saw I had over nine thousand followers.
I could have sworn that I had less than a thousand at the beginning of the summer.
There were thousands of posts asking for me to make a video and post it on my Twitter.
I sighed and went to my camera. I fixed my messy bun and brushed my teeth then sat down on the bed.
Nash walked in and sat next to me. "Whats up?" He asked. "About to make another video of me singing before people get pissed off." I said. He laughed but said nothing else just sat behind me as I filmed.
I sang Holes by Passenger. As soon as I posted the video my feed blew up. Everyone was commenting and favoriting and retweeting the video.
Nash smiled at me and I smiled back.
I had never wanted to be famous for singing but I guess that wasn't an option now.
