Saving Me ~Nash Grier and Carter Reynolds Fanfic~

Chapter 7

***Nash's POV***

I wake up thinking about Violet's beautiful face and with my phone right next to my head on my pillow. My other pillow is on the ground and my blankets with the other pillow. I sit up in my mess of a bed and wipe my eyes to turn my vision from fuzzy and clear. I stretch my arms and yawn. I went to sleep around 11 and I feel exhausted. I cant be tired at my date with Violet tonight.

After I pick up my blue blankets and pillow off the ground, I check my phone to see a text.

From Violet<3 *kissyface*

 never got to tell you before you hung up and your probably asleep by now but you mean everything to me. Even before I have been able to actually talk to you. You somehow always find a way to change my mood even in my darkest times. This gorgeous blue eyed boy with a smile made my day at any moment. I kinda wanted to thank you for it. You have no idea how much it means to me. How much you mean to me Nash.

I read the message about 15 times. Each time making me smile even bigger. I knew that I made girls happy. Wait that sounds cocky. Damn it. She said she hates cockiness so I need to work on that. Anyway, how do I respond to that amazing, heart felt message sent from my girl. Well she isn't mine. Not yet anyway.

Before I went to bed last night I called to make reservations to Ruth Chris. Its a nice steak restaurant that is so good. I hope she likes it. I go to my closet to see what I should wear. I look through my countless amount of polos. I decide on my khaki shorts and my purple polo. Didn't she say her favorite color was purple? Well her name is Violet. Sooo. It will mean something to her either way.

After laying out my attire for the day, I decide to text the gorgeous being.

To Violet<3 *kissyface*

Goodmoring beautiful. And about your text from last night. I am glad I make you that way. You make me happy. I haven't felt this way about a girl. EVER. You are special. You are now my happiness. My mind is consumed of you. This morning I woke up thinking about your beautiful face.

I send her the text feeling satisfied with what it contained. I pray that it makes her feel even more special. And I meant every single word in that message. I haven't felt happier in my entire life. How does a girl you just met make me feel this way?

***Violet's POV***

The rest of my night after Nash hung up consisted of me thinking about him. I eventually changed his name to My Boy<3 in my phone even though he isn't mine. I want him to be. Damn I want hm to be mine. The rest of the night Morgan and I called Tristyn and pretty much Skyped her all night telling her about today's amazing events. I felt guilty for telling her about all of this. it sounds like we are bragging and I hate when people brag so I invite her to hang out with us on Sunday. Around 2 we fell asleep on the floor.

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This morning I wake up to my phone vibrating on my stomach. I wince when I open my eyes to see my sun filled room. I wipe my eyes to help with my vision. I sit up and stretch my arms. As soon as I finish stretching my aching body that was in a clump on the floor all night, I look at my phone to see the time as 10:24 and a new text from Nash.

From My Boy<3:

Goodmoring beautiful. And about your text from last night. I am glad I make you that way. You make me happy. I haven't felt this way about a girl. EVER. You are special. You are now my happiness. My mind is consumed of you. This morning I woke up thinking about your beautiful face.

 I cant believe I am actually talking to THE NASH GRIER and he likes me. I soon remember our date tonight. At that thought I stand up trying to not wake up the sprawled girl on my floor that I call my best friend. I laugh at her current state as drool comes out of her open mouth onto the floor. She cleaning that up. After...admiring my best friend I walk over to my closet to look for what to wear to tonight's date. He didn't tell me where we are going. I decide to still go a little dressy. I pick out my dark purple lace dress that goes about mid thigh, brown belt on the stomach, and about mid length sleeve. I lay out my dark brown cowgirl boots that correspond with the dress' belt. Its not too dressy but it still has a little class. As I start to examine my choice of attire I realize I didn't take my meds last night. Damn it.  I hurry over to my phone to text Nash back before going downstairs to get my morning meds.

To My Boy<3:

Goodmorning Nash. I am so happy that I make you happy. I feel complete when I am talking or especially with you. I think... I am falling hard for you. Like being dropped from a 6500 foot elevated plane over the Grand Canyon. Lol but I am serious though. I am. Anyway, I am excited for our date.

I CANT BELIEVE I JUST TOLD NASH GRIER I AM FALLING FOR HIM. I mentally scream inside and start to jump around completely forgetting about my weak bones not to mention not taking my medication. Then I feel the familiar sharp pains shoot through my legs and I fall to the floor. My vision going black. I hear Morgan screaming.

"VIOLET!! JENNIFER!! COME HURRY!! SHE FAINTED!!" Morgan yells.

"Vi stay with me. Come on Vi." she repeats and then silence and darkness takes over.

(Sorry I didn't update yesterday. Today I will have a double maybe triple update since I don't have school and I have no life. Oh and if you haven't noticed usually I update late at night. Well my time late. Anyway thanks for all the reads. Don't forget to vote/comment/share. I love you guys! Thanks for reading!)