It's your Baby (A Nash Grier Fanfic) | COMPLETED

Chapter 16

The week passed by very quickly and before I know it, is already Friday. Dani called, asking what I would wear. "Jeans and a black blouse" I answered simply while applying light make-up. She started laughing, literally. "What's so funny?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. Ones she stopped, she took a long breath before answering.

"You have to wear a dress" she said.

"I want to be comfortable, you know. . .And you're lucky I'm even wearing make-up" I replied while sitting down on my bed. There's no way I'm changing clothes. She should be thankful that I even agreed to wear heels.

I stood up from my bed and put my hear in a fancy bun. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror, and then caressed my stomach.

The bump. . .

Not once thought in telling my parents. My chest tightens every time I think about it. I hope I can forget about it for just tonight and have fun. But knowing me, I will probably just end up in a corner since people usually want to hang out with Dani, which I don't blame them; Dani will make you feel like the most special person ever, she's funny, and cute in her own weird way. Sometimes I even get jealous whenever the thought of her leaving crosses my mind. But she reassures me that she prefers me instead of those 'cool kids'

My phone buzzed, letting me know I got a new text message. I grabbed it and then unlocking, the text popped up.

Nash:

You never answered me if we're going out tomorrow ;)

I bit my bottom lip and then started typing a reply.

Me:

I still don't know, and I can't talk right now. . .I'm going out.

Nash:

Without me?

Me:

We shouldn't even be having this conversation. . .Nash, I can't go out with you.

Nash:

You're afraid you're brother will find out?

Me:

Actually yes, I'm scared. . .He trusts me, and I had to lie when you texted me last weekend.

Nash:

Why don't we talk outside of your house? :)

Me:

What do you mean?

No reply.

Me:

Nash?

Suddenly I heard my name being called outside at my front yard. "Oh, God" I rushed to my window and opened it widely. There stood Nash, crossing his arms over his chest, smirking shamelessly.

"What's the matter with you!? You can't be here" I said. I covered my mouth with both of my hands and prayed that no one sees him here.

"I came to see you"

"Well, you can't. . ." I shrieked.

"Oh come on. . .You're seriously going to kick me out? Aww"

I rushed downstairs and took long strides towards him. I raised my hand, ready to slap him for coming here, but he grabbed it in mid-air. I gasped and tried to get away from his grip, but of course he's stronger than me. 

"I won't get slapped by you anymore. . .This time, I actually saw it coming. You've been so violent lately" he chuckled. He finally let me go and I was ready to scream at him until he cut me off.