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

Chapter 53

Nash's P.O.V

9 days. . .

9 days without Gwen.

9 days I have been a complete zombie on interviews, rehearsals, or meeting fans. I kept on walking around my apartment, not knowing what to do, where to go, I didn't have anything anymore. Without her laughter, smiles, kisses, warm hugs. Without her, I felt lost. I just couldn't think straight anymore. I wasn't even feeling good enough to make videos. But at this point, I didn't give a fuck.

I tried so hard to talk to my fans about stopping with their harrassment towards Gwen. She doesn't deserve this. At all. 

I want to talk to her so badly. I want hold her in my arms and apologize for a million times more. I can't speak, sleep properly, I don't find strength to talk to anyone anymore. My only responses are mumbles.

I want to see her again, but I know she hates me to the guts. I didn't mean any of this to happen. I am a fucking idiot.

I hate myself.

I put her in this shit, and I didn't tell her the truth. I lied. I lied to her. . .Her trust for me is far gone.

I lied on my bed and stared at the ceiling, thinking about possibilities for her to forgive me. Of course, nothing came to mind. But, I can't give up. . .

I tried to give her space, for her to think, for her to be away from me. I was basically dead these days without hearing her voice for so long. Was it truly 9 days? Because it feels like it's been a year. Am I solemly desperate at the moment? Yes, answering your question, yes I am desperate. . .I want her. I need her. I need her lips. Her hugs. I want to just talk to me. I am scared but at the same time so damn hapy for all these rushing feelings. I want her with me right now and this 'giving her time' shit is getting on my nerves.

I stared at my phone, with the crazy idea that she will actually text me. That she will at least call me? I don't know. . .I wish more than anything for that to happen, but of course it doesn't. What the hell am I thinking? I held the golden necklace that she threw to the ground. I was terrified when she did that—because that truly meant she wanted things to be over and to never see me again. I am not that stupid. I didn't try to 'butter her up' like she assumed. I gave her this necklace to prove my love for her.

Then an idea popped up. Not something that I'm sure will work, but is some basic approach. So I can't be near her, right? But I can at least give her something. I grabbed a pen and a small piece of paper, proceeding to write a note. I hurriedly grabbed my keys and bolted out the door.

I knew where I had to go and I was not giving up. I wasn't at least without a fight. I would do anything for that blue-grey eyed girl that stole my heart.

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{A/N ~ Okay, fine, I knooooooow it is short—sorry about that, just know I love you all. ANYWAY, where do you think he's going to!?!? Or what do you think the little note said!?!? Leave your assumptions down in the comments 😉 Vote if you'd like too! That sure helps as well. I hope you enjoyed and that you have a FANTASTIC and LOVELY day!}

Ps. This book maaaaaaaaaaaaaay come to an end pretty soon—which is tremendously sad 😭😭. But that day will come. It is just a heads up. I will indeed say everything I have to say in the FINAL AUTHOR'S NOTE, with a few announcements 😈 Byeeeeeeee.