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Nash Grier Imagine- The Girlfriend Tag

For jollyrancher37

          "Hey guys!! So I'm here with my girlfriend, y/n!" Nash exclaims, waving to the camera. "And we are doing the Girlfriend Tag!!!" you exclaim. "Ok, so basically, I'm going to ask her questions about myself, and if she gets 5 wrong, she has to eat dog food!" he says. You give the camera a weird face, "Isn't that great?" you say, sarcastically. He laughs and wraps his arm around your waist. "Ok, first question! What is my real name?" he asks, grabbing your hand. "Your real name is Hamilton Nash Grier." you state. "Correct!" he shouts. "Next, what is my favorite drink?" he asks. "Umm...." you say, "Arizona Tea!" "Yes, that is right!" he says. "How old is my little sister, Skylynn?" he asks. "Skylynn is so adorable! She's 6 years old!" you exclaim. "Yass, you got it right!" he replied.

          "Ok, what did we have for dinner when you first met my parents?" he asks. You pout, "Babe..." He smirks, "You have to answer it!" You sigh, "Um.. We had chicken?" He shouts, "Wrong! We had a barbecue with hot dogs, hamburgers, and steak!!" You pout, hiding your face in his chest. "So far, y/n has 1 wrong and 3 right out of 10 questions!" he says. "Who said 'I love you' first?" he questions. "I did!" you say. "Nope! I did! Haha, you got it wrong!" he teases you. You pout again, and he kisses you on the cheek. "Ok, when is my birthday?" he asks. "Your birthday is December 28, 1997." you say. "That is correct, sadly." he says. "Hey!" you say, hitting his arm.

          "How many years did I have braces for?" he questions. "3 years," you respond. "No, wrong! I had braces for 4 years!" he brags. "Damnit!" you say. "Y/n!" he says, pretending to look hurt. You laugh and kiss his cheek. "What is my least favorite food?" he asks. "Potatoes?" you say, unsure. "No, babe, it's ketchup! I tell you that every time we eat hot dogs! And I love mashed potatoes!" You groan, leaning into him," I don't wanna eat dog food!" He chuckles, "Don't worry, babe. You don't have to." he lies. "I don't? Really?" you say, getting excited. "No, you do. I was just lying!" he shouts. "Meanie!" you say, crossing your arms over your chest. "Ya, but I'm your meanie!" he says, getting you to smile.

          "2 more questions! I better get these right!" you exclaim. "What is my favorite TV show?" he says. "It's Modern Family! Boom!" you answer, getting up in his face. "Ya, babe. Calm down, cuz if you get this last one wrong, you have to eat dog food!" he retorts, kissing you to get you to sit down. "Ok, the last question!!!" he yells, "Drum roll please!" You laugh and stamp your feet. "What was I wearing when you first met me?" he asks, yelling. "Nash, that's hard!" you complain. "Well, the other ones I gave you were easy!" he replied. "Um. You were wearing your blue and white Nashty shirt." you say. "What else?" he asks. "Black Vans, and jeans?" He stares at you with a blank face, "I'm sorry y/n.....YOU GOT IT RIGHT!!!!" he shouts. "YAY!! I DON'T HAVE TO EAT DOG FOOD!!!!" you yell, jumping on his back.

          "I deserve a kiss!" you say. He gives you a peck on the lips, and turns back to the camera. "Well, that's it for today! Go check out the Boyfriend Tag on y/n's account!" he exclaims. "Love you guys!!!" you say, blowing the camera a kiss before ending it. "Haha, babe! I won!" you say, wrapping your arms around his neck. "Good job, babe." he says, kissing you. "I love you," he says, wrapping his arms around your waist, and rocking you. He kept on rocking you until he lost his balance, and both of you tipped over, knocking the camera down. "Nash!" you say, laughing. He rolls over on top of you. "Y/n!" he says, mocking you. You yawn, getting tired all of a sudden. "Do you want to head to bed?" he asks, picking you up. You nod, your eyes fluttering shut.

          "Say goodnight, y/n." he says, walking up the stairs. "Goodnight, y/n." you giggle. "Oh, brother."