Lost **Nash Grier fanfic**

Confused

Kira's POV: I had just closed the bathroom door and someone opened it. Nash. "Uhm, a little privacy please?" I snap. He then closes and locks the door behind him. I'm kinda getting nervous. "What's your problem?" He snaps. I tried to go around him and he grabbed my wrists. "What's my problem? Aside from the fact that you stole my best friend? You're a scumbag. I won't even dare list all of the reasons why." I said and his grip tightens.

"I've done nothing- nothing but bust my ass to be nice to you since you got here." He screams his face excruciatingly close. I hear a knock. "Aye everyone good?"
"What's going on?"
"Open up!"
"Open the god damn door!" I hear a rush of voices and a tear rolls from my eye, Nash releases me and I run to the door.

The second I unlock it Shawn just so happens to be the first one there so I squeeze him tight and let my tears erupt. He holds me and whispers in my ear. "It's okay babe, you're okay. I have you shh, let's go sit down okay?" I nod and he guides me to the guest bedroom. I lay down on the bed and he sits right in front of me. "Shawn...?" I start and he gives me a questioning look. "I...I really miss you..."  I look up to see him looking at me like I'm a prized possession.

"But I don't think I can ever be...anything with you, ever again. You don't realize how much it hurt when you were gone, and yes I had other friends but you were my best friend... or at least you were supposed to me. The only friend I actually gave a fuck about losing. You were everything to me..." I started to cry again and he stood up. Just like him to leave. He walked around to the other side of the bed and laid down behind me wrapping his arms around me. I want to fight it but I don't. This is Shawn here. My best friend. My everything. So why did something about it feel so wrong?

Why did Nash flip like that? I wonder what would've happened if the guys hadn't came... Why is this happening on my first day? Do I really wanna let Shawn back into my life? Is there more than a friendship between us? Why do I actually hate Nash? I don't think I really have a reason. Did anyone else ever notice how hot all of the guys downstairs are? Or is it just me? These questions continued until I fell asleep.

I woke up to a sleeping Shawn. I slowly unwrapped his arms from around my waist and slipped out of bed. I walked down the hall and as I passed Nash's room I heard a small thump, so I decided to peak in. I opened the door to see Nash thumping his fingers against his headboard. He didn't notice me, so I walked over and sat next to him on his bed. "I am so so so sorry..." He trailed off. I laid down on his bed. "I'm sorry too." I say followed with a sigh.

"I don't know why I don't like you honestly..."

"I'm gonna try something, okay?" He says. I nod. Okay. He leans in and kisses me, and my mind is telling me to stop, that it's wrong because I just met him, and it's just...wrong. But my hearts telling me 'hey, you got this hot guy who wants to kiss you, who are you to deny?' I listen to my heart. A minute or two later he stops. "Wow." He says. I nod and walk down stairs. The guys are all sitting on the couches. "Mr.Gilinsky!" I shout. He looks up at me and I jump into his lap. "Ms.whats your last name?" "Camplun" I respond and I giggle at the show they're watching.

"OMG Gossip Girl? Really?" I began to laugh to the point where I couldn't breathe. Jack wraps his arms around me and squeezes me tight. "Hey! I'm tryna catch up here, hush!" Jack Johnson says standing up and cheering at the fact that Serena turned down Nate. I jump up and hop on his back. "Johnson! Johnson!" I shout and he puts me down and tickles me. When he finally stops I'm out of breath and Gilinsky picks me up and puts me back on his lap. This is so weird...I wonder if any of them remember that we've met before. That we've been friends before.

Shawn walks down the stairs and looks at me, he comes over take me out of Jacks lap and sits down putting me on his. Everyone looks at us and I just look forward at the scream. And here comes Nash... Uh oh...Nash comes over to me "sky's up she's asking for you." He says looking anywhere but at me. I nod and walk upstairs, him following close behind. He stops me once we're in the hall. And when I turn around he kisses me... And I let him... Once we pull away we just stand there. I just got here today, and I've hated him for longer than I can remember, so why does this feel so right? Not only that but why am I hoeing around with all of the guys. What's going on with me today? I feel like a slut.