My Nash

Chapter Thirty Three

(Alright alright alright, dont hate me for taking so long to update. Im sorryyyy, I was being lazy. Soooo I had to go back and read some of the story to figure out what the hell do I write. Cringeeeeeee, why does anyone read this. The cringe is real... Soooo since i couldn't bring myself to actually read this, sorry if things are all over the place. :p)

Luna POV

It has been a few years since I last seen Nash Grier. We havent spoke in years since the argument. The night he left was one of the worst nights of my life. Actually having to establish that the love of your life has just walked out of your front door is more pain than i could ever imagine. The feeling of heartbreak, betrayal, pain and so much more along with that. The feeling that it is your fault is more pain than I ever thought. Even though its been years I still find myself laying in my bed late at night staring at the ceiling crying.

I cant help just crying at night. Missing him, wishing he was here with me. The night that he left played in my head over and over again. Hes moved on, has a new girlfriend, engaged, has a house, is more famous than ever. Im left here in pieces. Sleepless night, over and over again. In a few days it would have been 8 years of us together. 

I look over at the clock realizing what time it is, 7:36 am. I pull myself out of bed and walk into the bathroom. I look at myself and see the bags under my eyes havent gotten any better. I start apply my makeup trying to cover the bags. Too lazy to do my hair I throw it into a high ponytail. Walking out to my closet grabbing some joggers, a t-shirt and my sneakers. I get dressed, make some coffee and head out.

I walk down the front steps of my house, what used to be me and Nash's home. I walk to the driveway to get into my car. Starting the car and pulling out onto the road. I drive to the coffee shop down the street to grab something to eat. Driving has always been a struggle. Ive never liked driving since my brother almost died in a fatal car crash.

After being lost in thoughts I realize im at the shop. I start to get out of my car when I realize the car in front of me. The car in front of me. I take a step back to make sure im seeing what I think I am. His car, sitting right in front of me. Right there, the car that I never forgot of because of all the road trips we took. Im taken over with thoughts and worry. Do I stay or drive to the coffee shop fifteen minutes from here. 

The more I stand here the more im wasting my time. I pull it together and walk in the shop. There he is, with his dark brown hair, bright blue eyes. Sitting at the table across from the entrance. I start to look away noticing him picking his head up. I try to not look at him but its so hard after our past together. I take a quick glance over at him, making it seem like im just looking around the room. He starts to get up and walk towards me. I quickly make a dart for the exit. I quickly walk to my car when my name is yelled "Luna!" I stop moving and take a deep breath. 

I turn around and look him in the eyes. "Hey Nash.." I say to him. He takes a good look at me. "Luna, why does it look like you havent slept or eaten in weeks?" He asks. I know thats not something you ask someone when you havent seen them in years. However, its true. I start to think of a lie to tell him "Im sick." He looks at me, "Luna, youre not sick." I sigh and start to turn around. 

"Luna wait"

"What is it nash"

"Why havent you texted me or called me?"

"I dont know nash, maybe its because you walked out on me"

"Luna I didnt walk out on you"

"Nash stop lying, you said fuck you to me, got your things and left! I called, I texted you, I called Hayes, Cameron, they said you dont want to see me. You did this"

"Luna, im sorry"

"Sorry isn't going to fix anything nash. You left me"

"Luna, thats not what I wanted to happen"

"Nash enough with your bullshit"

"Luna just let me explain"

"No"

"Luna-"

"Goodbye Nash"

I Turn and walk to my car without stopping. I get in, start the car and begin to pull away. I see nash get in his car and pull away. "I cant believe that just happened"  I thought. He was actually there. In front of me, acting like this isnt his fault.  He did this, it was him. He left me. I still put all the blame on me when im crying at 4 am. 

The whole argument started because I was upset that he was kissing other girls in the press. Girls that weren't his fans. He started yelling at me saying I dont know what im talking about. Saying how I wasn't worth his time. Then he packed up and left.