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Eventually i made it to my parents house and just looking at it made me miss it even more. They bombarded me with questions and my mom even hit me once. But i wasn't even mad. I answered honestly. I don't regret making the decision to leave in the middle of the night as much as i did when it happened.

The trip and staying at the house, MY house, helped me figure out myself. Although, i am not entirely sure about my sexuality still.

"I think I need to soak in really hot water. My body is aching." Nash enters the room flexing his arms and rotating his neck.

I know he's been playing ball and being active since about 1 and its about 5, so it makes sense. but him being around is not making it any better.

In fact, it scares me. Like, legit terrifies me. Whenever I'm around him I turn into a little girl with a crush. I'm smitten and I know that. But I can't have him.

He looks at me because I haven't said a word to him yet, stopping in his spot before walking over. He lays next to me on my bed and stares up at me.

"What's up, cam?" He asks, lips all pouty. I smile at him.

"nothing. I was just thinking about something." He pulls a confused face and before he asks about it I cut him off telling him "another time...".

Nash just nods his head, deciding to dispose of the subject for now. I turn him over on his side and tries to hide his smile. I bring my leg over his and nearly sit on his ass before reaching both my hands under his shirt and cascading them along his back.

He groans as I press down. His muscles incredibly tense. I frown.

"Nash, you've got to stop overworking yourself." I tell him sincerely. He nods and when him done massaging him he flips over and pulls me down along side him.

I don't want to look at him because I know of I do he'll already be staring. And just a look from him can stop my heart - if only for a second. He shakes me trying to get my attention.

"I wish I knew was was going on in there." He chuckles tapping the side of my head. I laugh before looking into his eyes. So bright and exuberant. I love it. I love him.

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