Bouquet (Cash)

5. What Doesnt Kill You

Cam's P.O.V.

The ambulance pulled up to the house and told everyone to exit the room.

A police officer questioned Mrs. Grier and I.

He asked what we were doing and I had to admit to kissing Nash. In front of his mother. I could see that she was blushing.

"So both of you didn't do anything to provoke him?" The detective asked.

"No sir," I spoke up for Mrs. Grier and I, "He just appeared in the doorframe of Nash's bedroom and called him an explicit name."

"Ok son. We'll call you if we need more questions or answers." The detective asked.

The detective left the room. Afterwards, when he left Mrs. Grier grabbed me by the shoulders and hugged me.

"Thank you Cameron." She said, almost in tears.

"For what ma'am?" I asked.

"Loving Nash. He's been getting bullied at school and he wasn't sure how he was going to make friends. I thank you deeply for that." She said.

"I'm surprised someone so amazing could be MY friend!" I laughed and she followed.

We walked into the room and Nash had been. The paramedics said they didn't need to take him to the hospital. ( in a lot of books I read one of them goes to the hospital so this isn't gonna be like dat )

"He's going to be in bed for 24 hours straight AT LEAST." The female paramedic said.

"Yes ma'am." I said.

The male paramedic looked at me.

"Don't worry son, he'll be ok. Trust me." He said.

"Ok sir." I said really scared.

After about two hours, everyone had left. The paramedics left a lot of pills for Nash to take. Hopefully he won't choke or anything. ( 😉 )

Nash was asleep while I picked up the broken pieces of my glasses. That man was really rude. ESPECIALLY for hitting that Mrs. Grier. I don't care who you are, you never hit a woman.

That makes you the worst man alive.

I decided to wake Nash up to get him to take some of his pills. I gently pushed his shoulder and he woke with a startle.

"Nash, how are you feeling?" I asked rubbing his cheek.

"I'm okay babe. How are you?" Nash asked.

Babe? ☺️

My face lit up with a subtle red, and Nash smiled.

He grabbed my hand, lifted his body up off of the bed and kissed me.

God I love the feeling of his lips on mine.

Our kiss at first was simple. Then soon it became more romantic.

Nash licked the bottom of my lip and I opened my lips a little farther apart. His tongue explored the inside of my mouth, casually grazing over mine. I tilted my head to the side and grabbed the back of his hair. He let out a small moan into the kiss, which made me smile.

We pulled apart and smiled.

"Did Mom make it back with ice cream?" He asked innocently.

"Yes she did, but if you want to watch a movie, it has to be in bed. You're on strict bed rest for 24 hours mister." I said.

"That's fine with me. As long ad you cuddle with me." Nash said a huge smirk spreading across his face. God that smirk is contagious, because it soon spread across my face too.