Nash Grier

Chapter 5

NASH POINT OF VIEW

shit shit shit. I saw LeAnna leave, the look on her face almost brought me to my knees. I'm trying to do things right and I'm sure she saw something completely different. "Jessica, I've tried telling you all night that we will never work. I'm sorry. I've told you how I feel about her." I let go of her waist and started to walk away. "Nash, be realistic. You have only known her for like two days, that's pathetic to say you feel something for her when you have no clue who she is, or what she can do to your career. She is a lonely, pitiful nobody, you will get bored." I hear her heels as she walks behind me. "I know enough about her," I say ignoring her and keep walking. "Can you see what she is already doing? You are the one doing the chasing, it will get old quick. Especially since you like to have them chase you," I could hear the smile in her voice, she was pissing me off in a way I've never been. "Shut the fuck up. That was before I met her, I can't explain it, but there is something about her. I will chase her until she stops running," she stopped walking. I turned around to look at her. "This," I say waving my hand between us, "will never be what you want it to be, I'm sorry but it's the truth and if you keep this up your friendship won't mean shit either," she nodded her head and walked away I could tell she was about to cry but I could care less. Thank God. I don't know what's gotten into her, but it's inconvenient and will ruin things with LeAnna.

I contemplated on the way to our apartment building whether I should let LeAnna have some space. I decided otherwise because I knew if I didn't come to her she would assume I was with Jessica. As soon as I reached the lobby I went to the elevator and pushed the button to her floor. The ride feels like an eternity. As soon as the doors open I run to her door and twist the knob. It's locked. I knock and wait for what feels like a lifetime but no one answered. I could feel my pulse quicken. Where the hell would she be? My mind came up with a hundred scenarios which all included her getting drunk or hooking up with someone else. God. I Can't breathe. This feeling is so new to me and I'm terrified. She could be in danger or wake up with regrets that I know will hurt her. I don't know why she makes me feel like this. I run back into the elevator and insert my key. I need to change and get my car keys so I can try to find her.

The doors don't open fast enough. I rush out of them and come to a halt. I look at the beautiful girl sitting on my couch in my shirt and nothing else. He hair is in a curly pony tail and she is drinking wine. All I can do is stare at her. Her eyes are wide and free of makeup revealing her natural beauty. I can see that her nose is red from crying and her lips are plump. I did this to her. Seeing her in my clothes and at my apartment was like breathing fresh air after being underwater for so long. I put a spare key on her key ring before she woke up this morning but I didn't think she would notice. "I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking. I was going to wait till you came home to talk but I was in my dress, uncomfortable, and then I got relaxed after drinking wine," she stood up. I cleared my throat. She was wearing nothing under my shirt and it was like seeing an angel. "No, sit. We need to talk." I said and closed the space between us to sit on the chair across from her. "Look, if your breaking up with me just get it over with. Let me go change first." she pulled at the bottom of the shirt and I could sense she felt awkward and unwanted, which wasn't the case at all. "I'm not leaving you. Ever. You scared the shit out of me, I didn't screw up tonight please just let me explain." She looked up at me awed like she did when she first ran into me the first night I saw her. On that night I had a fantasy about her looking up at me with the need to please me. She ruined me from the very start. She sat down and I began to explain. "The moment we walked in I saw her coming towards us and I left you because I didn't want her near you, I knew she would say something to upset you, so I left you and then went to explain to her how I felt about you. She wouldn't let me leave and as soon as I could I walked away and saw you dancing with some man, trust me if I knew he wasn't gay he would be wishing his mom had kept her legs closed. Anyways, Jessica kept trying to talk to you and I had to keep her away, the only way to do that was to not be near you. I'm very sorry, I didn't have time to tell you there. Then I danced with her because she started to freak out on me and I took her to dance so she wouldn't cause a scene. I told her on the dance floor how much you meant to me and that me and her would never work. Please believe me," I was kneeling in front of her and was looking into her eyes for something. "Nash," she whispered and ran her hands threw my hair. I attacked her and kissed her everywhere and ripped of her shirt. I carried her to my bedroom and laid her down. Her body was perfect and I could tell how hard she worked on that. She was precious in every way. I loved the way she closed her eyes when I touched and kissed her. She moaned my name and I couldn't control myself. I flipped us so she would be on top. She smiled and kissed my chest. And blew my mind, yet again.

We laid in my bed and I convinced her to watch some of my favorite movies. She laughed and got emotional during them and I did the same watching her watch them. She fell asleep in the middle of the second movie and I held onto her. I played with her hair and fingers. I can't keep my hands off of her. I hope it's always like this. I kissed her lips. I got up slowly and went to fix me something to drink so I could sleep good after the day I've had. I saw Her phone flash and I read the message. It was from a random number. Josh texted her from someone's phone and he told her he was out with friends, his phone got stolen but wouldn't be back till later tomorrow evening and not to worry. I put her phone back and deleted the message, I knew she would worry if she saw it and that's the last thing she needs. I kissed her forehead and went down stairs to find a drink.

I ended up falling asleep with my legs intertwined with hers she moved and I pulled her closer. "Nash," she whispered. I looked over and it was 2:30 in the morning. I groaned. "What is it," I put my face in her neck. I can't think straight. I drank a little too much. "Josh texted me on his phone and said he was at home and it's urgent. He needs me. I have to go, I'll see you tomorrow?" She asked. "Yeah go ahead." She kissed me and it felt like a dream. I heard her walk out. I felt uneasy after about ten minutes but I figured it was the drinks. I can't go back to sleep. I rolled over and just realized what she had said. I remember deleting the text and she wouldn't have seen where he said his phone got stolen. How the fuck did he text her off his phone if it was stolen. I jump out of bed and throw on some sweats. I don't think I ran fast enough to the elevator. Fuck! How could I be so stupid. All I know is josh isn't the one who texted her.