The Slide Boy

Twenty-Eight

Juliet pov

The next few days went by in a blur. Nash and Matt came over a lot, Cameron came by once, even Kayla came by. I didn't even get to see her, because Matt and Nash had kicked her out before she even got inside.

"Shit sorry Jules" Nash yelled to me as he shot me with his Nerf gun. I laughed and lifed mine, shooting Matt. Me and Nash were on the same team, while Matt was on his own. He claimed that he was stronger than both of us.

"Hey!" Matt screamed, and pointing his gun at me. I shrieked and ducked down, rolling over to the other side behind the couch. I glanced at Nash who had his gun aimed at Matt from behind, and nodded. He smirked, and shot him right in the head.

"What in the bloody hell is going on?" My mother screamed as she walked inside, staring at the house in horror. We had turned the coffee table upside down for a shield, and moved the couches. Their were darts and bullets everywhere, and the curtains were ripped down.

"It was his idea!" Me and Nash both pointed to Matt, and he narrowed his eyes at us.

"Traders" he muttered, before looking at my mom with a smile, "we redecorated."

"Nice try, clean this mess up or you guys don't get lunch." She threatened, a smirk playing in her lips as she walked to the kitchen.

"That's a monstrous thing to say!" Nash cried, looking around the living room.

"The brooms in the hall closet!" My mom yelled back, followed by a laugh. I groaned, and walked to the closet to get the broom while the boys out the furniture back.

After we were done cleaning,  I vowed to never play in the house again. I sat on the couch with Nash, Matt had went home to help his mom with something. The movie Faster was playing.

"He is so hot." I sighed dreamily at Oliver Jackson-Cohen. He aimed his gun at the Rocks head, as he laughed at him for thinking he was done with his hit list.

"He has a wife, you know." Nash scoffed. I laughed and rolled my eyes at his jealously.

"You're so jealous." I laughed, and he scooted closer to me, poking my nose. I slapped his hand away, scrunching up my nose. "Stop I hate it when you do that." I groaned. He laughed, nodding his head knowingly. I yawned, feeling really tired after our Nerf battle and cleaning up the mess. I closed my eyes, falling asleep easily.

When I woke up, I could feel Nash's arms around me as we cuddled on the couch. A smile made its way onto my face, and I turned around slowly so I wouldn't fall off.

"Nash" I whispered to him. He groaned, stuffing his head in the crook of my neck. I giggled and poked his stomach repeatedly. He grabbed my hand, and laced our fingers together so I couldn't poke him. My eyes flickered up to his to find him  staring at me. "What?" I asked softly. The way he stared at me scared me. It showed how much he loved me, how much he cared.

"I was just thinking how I could wake up like this everyday for the rest of my life." He murmured. I bit my lip and unlaced our hands, sitting up.

"I-im going to go shower." I smiled to him before standing up and walking to the bathroom. I was confused, ever since Nash told me how he felt its been different. I've wanted to spend more time with him, and the other day when we went out a girl was looking at him, and he winked at her playfully. I wanted to rip his hair out for even looking at her. Is that weird? I don't know if I feel the same about him the way he feels about me, but I definitely know there's a huge chance I do. I just didn't know, and it was confusing and frustrating at the same time.

"Juliet!" My moms voice rang through the bathroom door. "Dinners ready! Oh and Nash said he had to leave!" When I got out the shower, I put on blue skinny jeans and a simple white Calvin Klein shirt. I braided my hair to the side again, and slipped my shoes on.

"Where are you going?" My mom asked as she eyed me skeptically. "Dinners ready, you need to eat."

"I'm going to Nash's, I'll be back in an hour to eat. Sorry mom." I kissed her cheek, and grabbed my long board, hurrying out the door. I wasn't allowed to drive until I was done with rehab, which was in 2 more months since they gave me 3 months.  I skated down the sidewalk, going to Nash's house.  When I got there, I didn't wait to knock on the door and be let in. I just walked right in. It didn't matter anyway, its what I do all the time, the Grier's are my second family.

"Hello sweety, are you here for Nash?" His mom asked, smiling at me as she whipped her hands with a cloth. I nodded. "He's in his bedroom." I made my way up the stairs to his room, and walked in without knocking.

"Juliet? What are you doing here?" Nash asked, confused. I walked up to him, and cupped his cheeks as I brought my lips to his. He was surprised at first, but then he kissed back, wrapping his arms around my waist.

At that moment, I wasn't confused anymore. I loved Nash more than a best friend. As I kissed him, I felt like my life was worth something again. I felt happy being with him.