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Chapter 5

I spent the day laying on the couch and texting nash. My dad came in and sat with me for a little bit. We were quiet just watching tv. "When am I going back to moms?" I asked looking at him. "Whenever you want. The doctor wrote you out of school until wednesday. So you can stay until then so you don't have to stay home alone or you can go back to moms. Its up to you" he said smiling. "Is mom going to get mad if I stay here?" I asked. "I don't think so. You usually hate coming here. Why all of a sudden you want to stay." Nash. Nash is why. Nash is the answer. I can't tell him that though. He knows that I hated coming here. He knows that I've been mad at him. Well now I feel like shit. "I don't hate coming here." I said looking down. "You don't have to lie honey. You do. Except for this weekend. Usually you just sit in your room. This weekend your not. Why?" He said with sadness in his eyes."i-i don't know. I don't hate coming here. I was just mad. But I'm not anymore." I said "you have a right to be mad. I regret what I did everyday." We've never talked like this before. We usually never talk. I crawled over to him and hugged him. "I'm sorry baby" he said squeezing me. "Its ok." I whispered and squeezed him back. We used to be close like this. This is how we've always been except for these past few months. I missed it. We stayed there together for the rest of the day talking and laughing. "So what's up with you and nash?" He asked out of no where. I smiled and said "nothing. We watched a movie last night" "I walked downstairs to you two on the couch sleeping." He said smirking. "It was late and we fell asleep. It meant nothing. We aren't anything. Were friends." I said blushing. "I know I messed up my relationship with you mother. I'm not the expert on relationships but I see the way you look at him. And I see the way he looks at you." He said. "Dad I met him three days ago. And I don't want a relationship. I'm worried about graduating and fixing myself. I'm not worried about relationships. I don't need a relationship" I said trying to convince myself. "Honey push me away, push your mother away. But don't push him away. Youve been out of your room since you met him. You've been smiling a lot more since you met him. Youve been happy since you met him. You may not see it right now. But he makes you happy. So just don't push him away." He said getting up and missing my forehead. Was he right? I don't even know what its like to be happy anymore. Does nash make me happy? I guess he does, but it doesn't matter. I'm not getting into a relationship. I'm not going to push him away but I'm staying friends with him. That's it. Friends, nothing more. I kept telling myself that for the rest of the night. "Honey are you hungry?"my dad yelled. "No not really." I said scrolling through my phone. "You've barely eaten. You have to eat what do you want?" He said walking into the living room. "I'm not hungry." I said rolling my eyes. I hate eating when I'm sick. I'm never hungry when I'm sick. I've never been this sick and the thought of food is making me nauseous. Not to mention but my throat is like on fire. "I don't want to eat. My throat hurts and my stomache hurts." I said crawling up into my blanket. "I know but you've barely eaten. You aren't going to better if you don't eat." He said. I rolled my eyes. "Fine." I said giving up. "Good girl. Now what do you want" he said laughing. "Soup" I said smiling. "Ok." He said getting up and grabbing his keys. "I gotta go get stuff at the store. I'll be back." He said walking out of the door. Five minutes later I heard a knock on the door. I walked over to the door rapped up in my blanket. I opened the door and smiled at who I saw. "Hey." He said. "Hi" I smiled. "What are you doing here" I laughed. "I don't know I was bored. I missed you. I saw your dad leave." I smiled and walked into the living room. Nash followed and shut the door. "So what did you do today?" I asked looking at him. "Nothing. Hung out with a few of my friends and played basketball. What about you." He asked. "Laid on the couch and watched movies." I said laughing. "Still don't feel good?" He asked. I shook my head no. "I feel like shit." I said flipping through the Netflix menu. I put a movie on and put my knees up to my chest. I moved near nash and put my head on his shoulder. He's so goddamn comfortable. We stayed there for awhile and watched the movie. He paused the movie and looked down at me. "What?" I asked. "I've told you about me. You haven't told me about you" he said smiling. My face turned red. "What do you want to know?" I asked. "Anything." He said. "Um my parents are divorced. I have a brother. My mom lives like 45 minutes away which sucks. I'm usually only at my dads on weekends. Um I'm I senior. I'm graduating next month." I said. "I figured all of that out. That's all I get?" He said. "I don't open up to people easy. I push everyone away. I'm not used to doing this. I don't meet new people. I don't know why I'm doing." I said quietly. "Well I didn't know that." He said grabbing my hand. We sat there starring at each other. My dad walked in and I jumped. We looked towards the door and saw him. "Hi nash" he said smiling. He looked at me and gave me a smirk. "Um hi sir" nash said scooting away from me. "Ugh I should go" nash said. "You don't have to. I was just about to cook dinner " my dad yelled. I looked at nash and laughed. "I ugh already have dinner plans. With my friends." Nash said. Standing up. I got up and walked him to the door. We stopped at the door and he turned to look at me. "I'll talk to you later. " he said smiling. I nodded. "Bye beautiful" he said kissing my forehead. "Bye" I whispered smiling. He walked out the door and I shut it. I leant up the door and smiled. Maybe I do like him?