Secrets ; m.e & n.g

7

I stood there in shock as he started playing 'Classic' by MKTO. I looked over at the other boys who looked just as confused as I did, well all of them but Nash. He looked like he was about to murder someone.

"Matt, can you give them some excuse for me leaving? I can't handle this." I whispered to him.

"I'm coming with you." He said worriedly.

"No, if you come too then they'll be suspicious. Please stay here. Tell them I felt sick or something." I told him, smiling reassuringly before I left. I snuck out the door behind the stage so that none of the fans saw me.

The lobby was empty so no one saw me run through to the elevator. Once I got up to my floor and into my room I collapsed onto my bed.

How were the other boys going to react to this? Which boy was I supposed to choose?

I pulled out my journal from my bag and looked at the page I had written so far. The only thing it had in it was a page of words that I thought described me.

Loser... Boring... Depressed... Bitch... Slut... Fat...

I looked through the words until I had gotten to the bottom of the page. There was a new word that I had to add.

Homewrecker

I was pulling these boys apart, ruining their friendship, just because two boys liked me. There was a knock on the door and I stuffed the journal back into my bag just as Nash walked in.

"How are you feeling? Matt said you felt sick." Nash said worriedly.

"I'm feeling better, thanks. You should get going though... they'll miss you there." I told him.

"No they'll understand. I'm only here to make you feel better." Nash told me, sitting on the edge of the bed. He picked up my bag and started looking through it.

I grabbed it quickly from him just as he took the journal out of it. I mentally cursed at myself for not tucking it in better. He flipped open the book and started reason the page. His face got sadder every word that he read.

"Anna, what is this?" Nash asked, looking up at me.

"Nothing. It's nothing." I said while grabbing it away from him. I stuffed it back in my bag and threw the bag on the ground.

"You're none of those things. You're perfect. Why would you think that?" He asked sadly.

"I'm all of those things. Do you see what I've done here? You and Shawn hate each other because of me." I told him, a tear slipping out of my eye. He reached his hand up and wiped the tear away. Nash left his hand on my face and looked me in the eyes.

"Trust me Anna, I've known you for a short amount of time, but I know you're not any of those things." He said, leaning in to kiss me.

"Nash. I can't." I said moving away from him.

"Is it something I said?" He said, confused as to why I wouldn't kiss him.

"I'm confused by everything. Please leave." I told him. He got up and left the room. I decided that I should go back down to the other boys, so I fixed my make up and went down.

"Are you feeling better?" Matt asked as I got there.

"Sort of." I told him. He didn't buy it, but I sat down in my seat anyway. This time instead of sitting next to Nash I sat next to Shawn. As Cameron and Jack G were goofing off in the middle of the stage, Shawn turned to me.

"Did you like the song?" He asked me quietly.

"Yeah, it was great." I told him.

"It was meant for you."

"I realized that, thank you."

"You're absolutely perfect Anna. Don't let anyone ever tell you any different." He told me. Shawn placed his hand on my cheek and I knew what he was going to do.

"Shawn, I can't. I'm sorry. I have a lot to think about." I told him. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Nash leave the stage, and I knew that he had seen. I felt absolutely terrible.

"I understand." Shawn said, turning back to face the crowd. What had I just done?