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

Chapter 56

When we finished eating, we went directly home, not one of us speaking a word. We didn't have to, honestly. The silence was nice. It wasn't awkward or uncomfortable; it was very nice.

When he parked the car and killed the engine, he locked gazes with me. "Thanks again, for you know. . ."

He smiles, "I know"

We didn't have to say anything else. We have that way of understanding each other with one simple look. We got out of the car and into the house, where we saw our parents drinking coffee.

"Hey" my mom smiled at us. I waved at her and walked towards the stairs. I heard my father asking if I was okay, but Alec didn't answer. I went to my room and walked towards my bed, where the rose and note where still there.

I furrowed my eyebrows as I re-read the note over and over again. I am so pissed at him.

Him doing these things just confuses me even more. I want to hate him. I want him to vanish away—to forget that I exist. But at the same time I want him here, close to me, hugging me, telling me that he never wants to leave me. I want him to be mine. . .But if he is going to care about his fame, then no thank you. If he's always going to put a bunch of strangers before me, then no thank you. That's what I hate the most about this entire situation. . .I hate him so much because I can't help but loving him despite the fact that he lied to me throughout all these months. 

Does that even make sense?

I don't think so. But I can't help it.

My heart is in constant war about what I should do. My mind and energy are drained. I am exhausted and sick of crying, of fighting.

This baby caused it.

But it's not his/her fault. I've said that from the very beginning.

How can an innocent child, be responsible for the mistake done by two irresponsible teenagers?

I would never blame anyone other than myself. I can blame Nash for like a billion things, but I should take part of the fault too.

I talked to him that night at the bar.

I went to his Hotel room.

I kissed him first.

I allowed him to take it too damn far. . .

I am the stupid girl who got her heart broken.

A tear rolled down my cheek as I thought of it—as I thought about Nash and how I shouldn't be this miserable about something that I should've known. It was too obvious. But, I was too damn innocent to notice. I wiped the tear away angrily—I was furious at myself for crying. Why the hell am I crying? I shouldn't be crying. . .I won't allow that. It is stupid to cry now.

I've cried so damn munch ever since I found out about this baby.

I've cried for so many reasons and I am sick already. I am sick of showing my weakness to the world. I am sick of being the frightened girl who's about to have a baby. I am sick of always getting hurt.

This is just too much for me.

I stared at the rose. . .

You know what I am most angry about?

That I hate Nash so much for his lies and his cruelty, yet I can't get rid of this rose. I can't burn his note. I can't walk away from it either.

I had so much fun with Alec this afternoon, that I just step one foot in this house, and start crying all over again.

"I don't want to cry anymore" I said aloud. I lied on my bed and grabbed the note, pressing it to my chest. "I want to hate you, but I love you, you fucking moron. I fucking love you"

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{A/N~ I'm sorry if it was too short! I hope you're not suffering too much to the point you start hating me haha 😅 I am so freaking sorry! I hope you enjoyed though. I love writing this sorry so much! Don't forget to Comment or Vote. Have a great day/night! ❤️}