----three weeks later----
It's been three weeks since the accident and since everything with my dad. Nash is doing a lot better and things between me and Nash have never been better. but I still haven't talked to my dad.
"Baby" Nash said twirling my hair. "Yeah" I asked looking up at him. "You need to talk to him" he said. He's said this to me everyday since he came home. "I know" I sighed.
"You say that everyday but you don't do anything about it" he sighed. "Nash I'm scared. Nothing like that has ever happened to me" I said sitting up and pausing the movie.
"I talked to him." Nash said. "Wait what" I asked surprised. "Yesterday. He was pulling in as I was and we talked. He asked how you were and he said he feels horrible about what happened." Nash said and then pecked me on the lips.
"Just hear him out." He said as he pulled away.
"Hey" I laughed as I grabbed his shirt and pulled him back to me. We started kissing and then Nash pulled me so I was on top of him.
We started hardcore making out. Every time he would touch my sides I would giggled because it tickles.
"Your so damn ticklish" he laughed. "Stopppp" I whined and hid my face into his chest. "It's fucking adorable" he said lifting my head up and kissing me again.
"Hey wanna go on a date tonight?" Nash asked pulling away from the kiss. "Yeah" I smiled. I pecked his lips one more time and then climbed off the bed.
I slid my shoes on and grabbed my phone off of the nightstand . "Wait where are you going?" Nash asked disappointedly.
"To talk to him" I said walking out of the door. "Wait seriously" Nash said trying to run after me.
He's still in a boot and is supposed to be using crutches but he refuses. "Hey your supposed to be using your crutches" I said turning towards him and placing my hand on his chest.
"Fuck that shit" he said before kissing me. "You're and idiot" I said walking down the stairs. I heard a quiet owe every time he stepped down a step.
"That's why you need to use crutches" I yelled. "Ugh you're worst than my mom" he laughed. "Fine I'll just be an awful girlfriend and I won't care about you. Goodbye" I said turning around.
"Hey" he said grabbing my wrist and turning me around pulling me close to him. "I know it's just cuz you care" he smiled and kissed me. We both smiled through the kiss.
"Im gonna go talk to him. I'll be back" I pulled away. "Okay good luck" he said to me. We kissed one more time before I walked out of the door.
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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?