A Dirty Love Story - Nash Grier

Chapter 2

We finally arrived at Nash' house. We were home alone because his parents went out for dinner.

He took me to his room and we had a lot of fun. We laid down on his bed together looking each other right in the eyes. I really liked him.

'Bae, I'm so sorry, I haven't even offered you something to drink, you want a coke?' He said. 'Sure', I replied. 'Be right back bae' He got up and walked out of the room. I saw his phone lying on his desk. I grabbed it and went to look on his twitter. Aww, the fans are so sweet, I thought. I can remember myself being just like them. I know they all want his dick. Just like I did. Or do. He walked in and asked me to tweet some things to his fans. 'I would love to,' I said, 'I know how they feel and how happy you can make a person with just one word.'

After tweeting a lot of fans he grabbed his phone out of my hands. 'Enough,' he said, 'it's getting late.' He looked at me with his blue eyes, oh my freaking god why is he so hot I want to fuck him. 'You're right, let's go to bed bae.' I replied. He took of his pants and laid down on the bed. 'Let's cuddle in our underwear.' I didn't know what to do, I started to undress myself. 'Everything ok bae?' He asks. 'Uh yes I'm fine.' Ok I wasn't, I was so nervous.

Awkwardly I laid down next to him. I turned around and looked him right in the eyes. 'I love you.' I said. I started to laugh with this nervous smile. 'I love you to honey.' I felt butterflies and I kissed him. He pulled my arm, trying to get me on top of him. I wrapped my leg around him and pulled myself up. I was looking straight into his blue eyes. I wanted to kiss him. He smiled at me. Oh, his beautiful smile. I couldn't resist it, so I went in for the kiss.

I was kissing him for a while, when I suddenly realised I wasn't kissing his lips. I stopped kissing him and looked at him. Fuck. He had turned his head to the left. All this time I was kissing his cheek! I felt really awkward, but he didn't seem to notice. Or he was just pretending he didn't. I just fucking french kissed his cheek. He started laughing. I looked at him ashamed. He laughed even louder. 'You're so weird', he said. 'I know right.' I replied. I turned away. 'Why am I so awkward?' I asked myself quietly. 'What did you say?' He asked me. I turned back to him 'Nothing, I'm just really tired.' he grabbed my waist and kissed my forehead 'Wanna go to sleep?' 'Yes.' I replied, but that wasn't what I wanted. I want him inside me, I'm waiting for this moment for years and I told him I wanted to sleep. I'm so stupid.

'Goodnight.' he said and he kissed my cheek. I didn't say anything and looked him right I'm the eyes. 'I don't want to sleep.' He looked at me confused 'Well okay, tell me what you want to do?'

I couldn't tell him what I really wanted so I told him I wanted to dance. I jumped out of the bed and put on the music. I started dancing. But why isn't he dancing with me, all he does was sitting in bed looking at me like I was a weird little monster, when I suddenly realized I wasn't wearing a bra underneath my shirt. My boobs swinged all over the place. fuck, I stopped dancing.

He laughed so hard 'You can't dance, you should try this move.' He jumped of the bed and started to do some weird moves. I tried them but I sucked and fell. I was laying there, on the ground, on my back, staring at him. He laughed and laid down besides me. 'You're still a bad dancer.' He said when laughing at me. 'Born with two left feet I guess.' I smiled and looked him right in the eyes while pointing at my feet.

He rolled over and laid on top of me. 'You're awkward and I like it.' 'Lol like wtf why would you like that, I'm a total loser.''Guess I love losers.' he smiled and kissed me right after.

I rolled over so I was on top of him. We kissed and touched each other everwhere. I was waiting for this for so long, was it finally about to happen?