Chapter 4

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~Casey's POV~

I walked upstairs to my room. I took a shower and fell on top of my bed. I was too tired to text Nash and I was still feeling a little groggy from last night.

I woke up and realized that I was up pretty early. I grabbed my phone. I checked all my messages and Nash wants to meet me for dinner at 5. It was 11 now so I had some time. What was I going to do? I mean there really isn't much to do around here. I just grabbed my long board and went out the door. I didn't even bother to eat anything but I wasn't even hungry.

I decide to text Brittany. She always has stuff to do. She said that I can hang out with her in the ally way. I agreed and made my way through town to the secret place. Me and Brittany always smoked and drank here when we weren't at a party.

I stopped skating and I saw her sitting there already. She was a few years older than me so she could buy alcohol and cigarettes legally. She's like the older sister that I never had.

"Hey girl! What's up?" I said to her. She stood up and smiled at me. She already sounded drunk.

"Nothing much, just chillin here wit meh peeps." She said. I started laughing at how drunk and high she was. She passed me a joint and I sucked up all that was in it. I coughed a little because I had taken too much. Then she turned to me with a bottle of vodka.

"Here. This will help ya a little bit." She said. I laughed. Then I chugged down at least 1/4 of the bottle. My head hurt a little bit, but I didn't care.

About an hour or two has passed by, even though it felt like 20 minutes. I decided that maybe I should go home. I got my skateboard and I started to ride it down the street. I fell off my board and scrapped my hands and knees. I decided to call someone. I couldn't call my parents, they would kill me. I didn't have the number for the cab, which left me with one choice. Nash.

~Nash's POV~

"Hello? Casey?" I answered my cell phone. I hope she was okay, but she sounded drunk.

"Yeah . . . uh . . . Nashy Waashy . . . can you like pick me up?" Casey said. She was definitely drunk.

"Where are you? Just stay where you are. Ill come pick you up." I said. I was already in my car now.

"I'm at Starbucks. Come now, I think I might get mobbed by an army of white girls." She said. I started laughing.

"Alright I'm on my way! See you in a bit." I said. Then I hung up the phone.

Hopefully she doesn't do anything stupid.

~Casey's POV~

I waited so long for Nash. My head hurt like crazy. He pulled up with his car and he got out and picked me up. I laughed and he set me down in the front seat. He buckled my seat belt and put my board in the back seat. He came back in the driver's seat and put on his seatbelt. He started driving and I rested my head on the seat. The next thing I knew I was asleep.

I felt Nash carrying me and I opened my eyes. We were now in the back of our houses. He entered through my back door and we snuck upstairs.

"Nash, can you stay here with me tonight?" I said. I wanted him to cuddle with me and to hug me tight with his strong yet gentle arms.

"Sure. I'll stay." He said. He set me down on the bed and pulled the covers over me.

Then I felt the bed dip and I saw him next to me. I smiled. I don't know how I could love someone so much as to just want to spend forever with them, but in this moment I felt it. I wanted to be with Nash. Nash came closer and put his arm around my waist. Then I rested my head on his chest and put my hand on his abs. I looked up into his bright blue eyes.

"I love you." Nash whispered to me. Then he pecked me on the lips and it felt amazing.

"I love you too." I said. Then I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

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