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

Chapter 48

WARNING: You may bawl your eyes out after finishing this Chapter. . .

Nash's P.O.V

@NashGrier: She's NOT my girlfriend! And that baby is not mine. As I said: She's just a friend who happens to be pregnant with a baby that is obviously not mine. I'm too young to be a dad anyway.

@NashGrier: Girls, calm down, I'm not a dad.

@NashGrier: WE'RE NOT DATING, AND THAT BABY'S NOT MINE!! Geez.

@NashGrier: How many times I have to say that I'm not dating anyone!? I'm single like a pringle ready to. . .Mingle ;) Lol.

I re-read all those awful tweets I had written. Why am I so stupid!? I could delete them, but people could get suspicious, plus they already read it. I watched those videos they wee making, and honestly, this is getting out of control. I stared at the picture I took of Gwen when she was resting her head on my shoulder. Even when she sleeps she looks so beautiful. I can't believe why do I always have to mess everything up.

I let go a heavy sigh and stared at the ceiling, I had planned to make a video, but nothing makes sense anymore. I don't want to do any of those things after I saw all these girls talking shit. But them again, this is all my fault. I basically encouraged them to do so. Since I didn't said the truth, they just started thinking Gwen is a whore, which she's not. The guilt and the pain is eating me alive, and I can't help but feel useless. I want to make things right, but I don't know how. There's nothing I can do that won't affect my carreer and relationship with Gwen. I'm thinking as hard as I can, but nothing. . .I just want this nightmare to be over already.

Gwen's P.O.V

Prom is just three weeks away. . .I am so freacking nervous. I've never felt this anxious before. I can't believe Nash will be my date. I know a lot of girls would die to be in my position right now. I am just so lucky to be attending probably one of the biggest nights of my life, with a really special someone.

I started humming a song happily, sighing dreamily as I stared at my precious white dress. I ran my fingertips through the fabric, thinking how he will probably love it just as much as I do.

Suddenly, someone barged into my room, making me jump with fear, abruptly turning around, just to see Dani with a frantic expression. "What's wrong!?" I asked concerned as I saw her features. She was angry, I knew whenever she was. Her left eye starts twitching and her breathing starts to get heavy, plus her eyebrows furrow so much they seem like they're about to touch. She was more than furious.

"I can't believe what that asshole did to you!" she said. Now I was the one furrowing my eyebrows, confused with her words.

"Excuse me?" I asked, folding my arms. She was pacing back and forth in my room, scaring me as she tried to even her breath, it wasn't working. I wanted to hold her, to calm her down, but she didn't wanted to stop.

"Haven't you seen what the father of that baby you're carrying has been saying about you on Twitter?" she asked, and with a bitter laugh she added, "what a fucking coward" I couldn't understand what the hell was she talking about. And the fact that she wouldn't stop going in circles, cursing under her breath, wasn't helping the case. With a feverish movement, she walked towards my bed and sat down, balling her fists.

"What is going on?" I asked.

"Y-you don't know?" she asked in disbelief.

I shook my head. "If I knew why you were so angry, I would be angry along with you, right?"