I woke up at around nine and Nash texted me good morning and said he was coming at around twelve. i got out of bed and dragged myself to my bathroom. I looked like complete shit. my hair was everywhere, my eyes were still blood shot from last night.
last night. shit, Nash is going to asked what happened. hes going to flip out when i tell him. i looked at my wrist. it still hurt pretty bad, and was swollen. Ugh. Ill just say i fell down the stairs or something.
i took a shower and threw my hair in a bun. there was no way i was going to be able to style it. I put on some leggings and a sweatshirt. i was not getting all dressed up, i didn't plan on going anywhere. by the time i was done it was almost 10:30
i walked downstairs, greeted by my mother sitting at the table. " Morning honey. Hows your hand?" She asked. "eh it hurts." i said taking an ice pack out of the freezer. My mom came over to me and looked at it. "The bruising is worst. I'm going to go get you a wrap to wrap it up" She said walking towards the stairs. My moms a nurse so whatever she says ill follow.
I spent my morning watching Pretty Little Liars an icing my wrist. I looked at my phone and it was 12:30. Nash still wasn't here. i started to worry. I know he wouldn't blow me off. I checked my phone every ten minutes. It was almost Two o'clock and i was freaking out.
"Honey i thought Nash was coming around 12." my mom said walking into the living room. "I did too." i whispered. I texted Nash a bunch of times and he didn't answer. I finally got a text message and when i read it my heart almost dropped.
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a/n sorry its so short. im on my way to a banquet. ill update another chapter tonight
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FanfictionStassie is a troubled depressed teenager. Shes always pushed everyone away and keeps to herself. When she bumps into the one and only Nash Grier, will she push him away like she does to everyone else or with he be able to fix her?
