Nash Grier

Chapter 6

I felt uneasy as I walked into my apartment. All the lights were off, not showing any sign of josh being at home. I called for him but he didn't reply. Maybe he is asleep. I turn on the lights as I walk to his room. Josh's room door is closed and when I open it, his bed is still made and there is no one in there. There's not even anyone at home. Why would he text me if he isn't even here. He's probably drunk. I roll my eyes. I leave his room and head for mine, I need to soak in a bath. These past few days have been an emotional roller coaster. I stop walking when I saw Josh's phone on the kitchen bar with a note stuck to it. Wtf? It read 'can't wait to catch up with you'. My head starts spinning and I bolt for the door. This can't be possible. If it's from who I think it is I don't know what to do. I scream when a pair of hands grab me as I run through the door. Im strangling to break free from the iron grip he has on me. "LeAnna, calm down. It's me. Look at me." Nash pushes the hair out of my face. I'm shaking and my heart is about to beat out of my chest. God, I knew this would happen. He sat me near the elevator before pushing the button. "This is my fault, a random number texted you earlier and it was josh saying he lost his phone and I should have known it wasn't him when you said he texted you. Fuck. Anything could have happened to you." He ran his hands through his hair and hit the wall. I've never seen him so mad. I can see his body visibly shake with anger. "was anyone in there?" He yelled at me. I looked up at him. His hair was a mess and all he had on was boxers. Even like this you could tell he isn't someone you'd mess with. Every muscle in his body was tense. I looked him up online the night I ran into him and he used to be skinny, but his body is built now and cut with more precision than the statue of David. "Shit LeAnna answer me, was anyone in the damn apartment!" He was hovering over me. "I don't know. Now that I think about it I kept my door open last time I left and I noticed it was closed but that doesn't mean anything, josh could have closed it. I just went in the kitchen and in Josh's room, so I don't know Nash. I found a note by Josh's phone on the bar," Before I can even say anymore he disappeared through my apartment door. I ran in after him and he was reading the note. He put held it in his hand and he looked murderous. "Nash please don't go looking around. If he's in here he could hurt you." I'm holding my breath. Nash's expression is raw. "Get the fuck out, now LeAnna." He stares at me. I'm frozen in place. "This is ridiculous, you barely know me! Why would you risk it for me, it's not worth it." I yell at him and the waterworks start. I hate crying but I always cry when I yell. He comes at me and throws me over his shoulders. I start to scream and I punch his back. He didn't flinch one bit. He called an elevator and as soon as it opened he threw me in and hit the close button. I didn't try to fight him anymore. I'm sure I just disturbed the whole building and I can't win against him. The elevators close and the last thing I see is him run into my apartment. What if it is Daniel. Whoever it was, they were able to get in my place.

The doors open to Nash's and I sit down and open my phone. I need to call josh but I don't have a way to reach him. I pace back and forth in Nash's living room. My phone starts to ring and i open it with shaky hands. "Jesus, what is going on? I called our building to see if you were home since you never replied to my text. I got worried, then they say there was complaints of screaming. Did Nash do something to you?" He blurted everything out. I looked at the clock and realize how late it is, or early. "No, I got text from your phone saying you needed me home and I went but you weren't there and there was a note," I started to sob. I told him everything that happened and what the note said. "What if it's Daniel, josh? If it is, he got into our building and our apartment. He also got close enough to you to steal your phone, he knows where I am josh!" I'm going to throw up. "God, where are you now?" Josh asks. I hear wind and it sounds like he is in a car. "I'm at Nash's place. He is in our apartment looking around. I'm scared josh. What if something happens to him?" I whisper the last part. "He can take care of himself, meet me in the lobby in 5 minutes and bring me up to Nash's. I'll wait with you. I won't let anything happen to you baby girl." He ended the call. I went into Nash's room and threw on some sweats.

I held Josh's hand and laid in his lap while he played with my hair. Seconds felt like hours and each minute that passed felt like an eternity. The longer I went without hearing from Nash the more nervous I got. I try to focus on anything other than the fact that something might have gone wrong. "I'm going to fix a drink," I look at josh. "Can we have something strong?" He asks. I can tell he would rather not be going through this with me. We have both dealed with too much darkness and my pasts keep following us. I nod and pour us a glass. He looks worn out. I look at him and take a big swallow of my drink. Josh comforts me and looks so tired. I feel bad. "There is a room upstairs, I think. Go to sleep. I'll be okay." He looks at me and nods his head. He hugs me and give me a kiss on the head.

I sit on the couch and as soon as I pick up my phone to try and call Nash, the elevator opens. Nash is on the phone. I am finally able to breathe. "Get it done." He slams his phone shut and glares at me. I can't tell what he is thinking. He doesn't make a move towards me. Is he angry with me? He breaks eye contact and walks towards the bar and sat down. He doesn't even pour his drink in a glass he drinks it straight from the bottle. I feel helpless. He probably realizes what a mess I've brought into his life and wants nothing to do with me anymore. He set the drink down and runs his hand through his hair. "It's too much," he whispered quietly. My heart shattered. Although, I know he is right. He stood up and took a few steps towards me but stopped. "I know. This isn't going to work." I say and my lip trembles. He looks up at me. "That's not what I mean. Stop waiting for me to run. Everything I feel for you is too much. The thought of him near you makes me want to kill him. I couldn't breathe when I knew there was a possibility you could be hurt." He is in front of me. "Was he in there?" I ask him. He shook his head no but I could tell there was something we wasn't telling me.
"Go away with me for two weeks. Let's disappear for a little while." He looks at me. I see a bit of fear in his eyes. I really feel like the only reason he wants to get away is because there is something he isn't letting me know. He looks at me like he will never see me again. "Nash, I can't just do that with everything going on. Josh will be alone and unsafe and so will my mom and---"
"No, everything going on is exactly why you should go. I'll have one of my security personnel take care of josh, although I'm sure he can handle himself. Your mom lives almost an hour away and her husband has his own men. We can tell her what's going on but I'm sure you would rather not" he looks at me. I'm shocked at everything. My life is In a never ending spin cycle. "What about your life? You have a career and you can't just fall off the face of the earth for two weeks, I'm just getting my life started here I haven't even been able to look for a job." He interrupts me. "I have enough money to never work again. I just finished this movie and I don't have to accept any roles or audition for a while." He says.
"I'm just scared Nash. I don't know what to do. Have you notified the police."
"No. I'm dealing with this. I don't want them involved." He says coldly. I don't ask anymore questions. We stare at each other for a long moment. Then He lifted me in his arms and carried me through the hall and into room but doesn't put me down until we are in the bathroom. Not what I was expecting. He turns on the shower and checks to feel if it's warm. He then turns around and looks at me. His expression is intense. I see fear and lust in his eyes as he walks towards me. He slowly undresses me and lets me return the favor. We step in the shower and he starts to massage my shoulders and back. I start to relax. I feel his hands all over me washing everything away. He pulls me in closer and holds me there pressed up against his body. I turn around and hug him. He holds me like this for a while. I lean my head back and close my eyes while he kisses my lips. We don't do anything other than wash each other carefully. It's the most intimate moment we've shared so far. He never lookd away from my eyes and all my worries disappear in this moment.