Never Give Up (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 10. Love?

Zayra POV💃)

Nash takes my hand in his as we walk into my room, I smile as he brings me over to my bed, I giggle as he flops down, "It's pitch black in here." He laughs.

I smile, even though he can't see it, "It is." I say walking towards my lantern hanging lights.

"I can't see your beautiful face!" He complains.

I feel my cheeks burn, I switch the lights on, "Ah. Much better." He winks as I walk to my bed.

I climb on and lay next to him, "So, What do you want to do?" I ask putting my blanket on me.

He turns towards me and smirks, I lean back on my pillow, "What?" I smile.

"Well," He turns facing me, laying sideways, He touches my hand and glides his hand along it. I stare at his hand, Then turn my head to look at him, seeing him starring at my hand. How did I get so lucky? He then looks up and connects eyes with me, his hand still touching mine.

"So the thing with Madison.." He trails slightly sighing.

I frown a bit, Why do we have to talk about that right now? Everything is so messed up with Madison, She's a jelous bitch who just wants Cameron apparently, But the thing is, She can have Cam right now, because Steffi is'nt In Love with him anymore.. Maybe this is just revenge? On Steffi.. But the question is why? what did she do to Madison? Why does Steffi deserve this?

"I know it's not gonna be easy. It's going to be really hard, we're gonna have to work at this everyday from here on out, But I only want to fight and do that because I want you, I dont want you getting hurt, emotionally or physically. I want all of you forever, everyday, You and Me, Everyday." He says above a whisper.

Damn, No one has ever said anything as touching as that to me. I feel my dimples show from my smile, "Forever and ever." I say.

He grins, showing his dimples, I poke his left one, "I love your dimples." I giggle.

He winks at me, I feel myself turn red again, "So," I stand and start walking towards the bathroom, I hear Nash get up also, I shake my head smiling, I take out my make up wipes and start wiping my face, Nash is obserbing in the corner of the bathroom, keeping his gaze locked on mine.

After i'm done cleaning my make up off, I grab my brush, "May I?" He asks jumping off the counter top.

I smile, "Sure." I say.

He comes to me and swiftly takes the brush from my hands, He carefully takes my pony tail from my hair, my hair falls down my back, going down to my bum. He starts to brush my hair in long streaks down my back, I smile feeling all tingly inside.

He finishes brushing my thick cruly hair fast actually, Faster than me, "Nace job." I giggle.

He smiles and wraps his arms around me from behind, bringing my waist to his, I smile by his touch, He rests his chin on my shoulder, he looks up into the mirror at me, I keep my gaze down, very ashamed of the way I look. You see, I don't think I'm pretty at all, I feel I need make up 24-7. So this would be the first time Nash is actually looking at me without light make up on.

He stays starring at my face, "I know," I whisper.

He still stares at me, looking intrigued, "I'm ugly." I say quietly still keeping my gaze down.

"I'm pregnant." Nash says.

I look up and turn around connecting eyes with him, "What?" I ask holding him.

I swear boys can't get pregnant, at least that's what I learned in schooling! Not just that but we never did anything, I would be the one preggers if we would of..