Streetside: A Nash Grier Fanfic

Chapter 7

It was 10:49 am. I realized I've woken up before Nash as I make my way downstairs to cook breakfast. I opened the fridge to see eggs and pancake mix then a bunch of candy placed next to it. I smile scoffing then rolling my eyes. I take out a frying pan underneath the sink cabinet.

As soon as breakfast was done, I saw Nash stretches standing up rubbing his eyes. He walks over to me, standing behind me again. "What's for breakfast babe?" He says with a smirk adding a kiss on my cheek.

My stomach dropped to my ass. I felt butterflies, were they good? Were they bad? I never knew. But my heart was racing and I choked up a little. The word "babe" in his voice kept echoing in my head. I liked the sound of it, but it was untrue.

"I'm not your babe. But pancakes and scrambled eggs." He smirks. "Damn I got lucky. A girl who can cook too?" His head hung in his hands. I roll my eyes and scoffed. "I'm not your girl Nash." I spit annoyed but yet happy. "Your ass is cute. Especially in my shirt." I pull my shirt down. The effect Nash had on me drove me wild. I didn't want to feel this way. I knew it wasn't okay to feel this way when I was around him, considering the fact that he's not mine, considering the fact that I'm not his. It sent me goosebumps, it sent me butterflies. But there was no way in hell that I would dare be a victim of his wanting sex.

I took a simple breath, preparing myself to finally say something, when all of a sudden I was cut off by a slightly higher pitched voice than mine. "Hey babe." She says smiling at Nash. Nash smiles back.. I frown furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. She lays a kiss on his cheek then sits on his lap. "Babe I'm in the mood." She says with a smirk. She draws her attention towards me. "Who's this?" She questions with a frown.

My eyes became glossy as I quickly ran up to Nash's room only to get my stuff. I grab my shirt and my leggings off the floor. Nash follows me inside the room then closes the door behind him. "What's going on?" He says. "What's going on?" I yell sliding into my shirt. "Damn you should consider leaving that shirt off mor-" I cut him of there. "Oh you know what Nash go fuck yourself. WHAT IS THAT ALL YOU GOT? DO YOU THINK ITS OKAY TO FUCK OTHER GIRLS THEN TRY AND SMASH ME? THAT'S COMPLETE BULLSHIT AND YOU NEED TO GET THE HELL OUT. AS IF I WAS EVER GOING TO LET YOU GET INTO MY PANTS. SO WHAT DID NOW HUH? WHOEVER TAUGHT YOU "YOUR WAYS" NASH? NEEDED TO DO A BETTER JO-" Nash interrupts me. "I don't know." He says calmly. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN YOU DONT KNOW." Nash runs his fingers through his hair.

The door busts open. "Babe come in here. I'm excited." She says biting her lips. She walks up to him wrapping her hands around his neck. Then attempting to smash their lips together. My eyes became glossy again until Nash pushes her off. "Candice you need to go." She furrows her eyebrows and walks away after flipping her orange hair.

Nash looks down at his feet. Then up at me, scratching the back of his head. "Okay look I'm sorry." He says. "Whatever Nash. You have nothing to be sorry for. It's not like we're dating." I say grabbing my pants. I motion for Nash to turn around so I can put them on. He rolls his eyes and sighs afterwards.

"You like me dont you.." He says with a smirk. I buttoned up my pants as he turns around just in time. I began blushing but lied right through my teeth. "No Nash, I dont like you." He smirks and folds his arms stepping closer, making himself directly in front of me. I stare up at him as he stares down at me.

He draws his thumb against my jawline. My heart stopped as our lips began to move in sync. Things got heated.

"Were you even listening to me?" Nash says.

I was daydreaming, about Nash.

I gulped.

"No I'm sorry say it again." I choke out. "I said do you want to go to the beach with me and Anthony this weekend. You can bring your little friend Miranda if you want. I was grinning like a maniac. I hadn't gone to the beach in forever and honestly needed a break. "Sure I'll go." I say cheesing like a maniac. "Wow." He says. "What." Nash's smile grew as he looked over to me.

"Your smile is absolutely beautiful."