Distance (A Nash Grier Fan Fic)

Chapter 8

"Y-yeah?" I asked.

I had a big goofy smile on my face and I felt myself wanting to drool over him.

He had a little bit of sand on his perfectly toned chest and his American Eagle boxers hung perfectly on his waist with swimtrunks over them. He had his hair messy and it looks like it used to be styled before he went to the beach. His enchanting blue eyes were even more vibrant in person.

I felt a knot in my stomach.

"Are you a fan?" He asked flashing me a smile.

My mind flashed back to the moment in my dream when Cameron asked me that. Stop. I need to forget about that.

Nash Grier is right in front of me.

Holy shit. This is all just starting to sink in.

"Yeah actually huge." I said smoothly. My confidence was coming back. I need to be confident and make a good impression.

I stood up so he didn't have to look down on me.

"Nash." He said shaking my hand firmly.

I laughed loudly.

" I'm a fan." I repeated.

He laughed and quickly dropped his hand to his side and looked embarrassed.

I looked at all the sand on his chest again. I slowly placed my hands on his chest and I felt him stiffen and his breath caught in his throat.

I could feel the tiny grains of sand beneath my fingers as I brushed them off.

He was watching me intensely.

"You had sand on you." I noted.

"Thanks." He said, his normal personality returning.

"I didn't catch your name." He said with a smirk.

Holy fuck. He looks so hot when he smirks.

I must of zoned out or something.

"Do you forget your name?" He asks I'm a jokingly tone.

"I-no, my names Addi." I say with a smile .

"Wanna go for a walk?" He asks playing with his hands . He is twisting them around eachother and pulling on his fingers.

He's acting nervous and it's adorable.

"Sure." I say and I grab his hand to stop him from playing with them.

We are walking hand in hand down the beach. I hear sequels of little children as they touch the cold Florida water. The waves are crashing against the shore creating a nice rhythm. I can smell salt in the air.

Nash is quiet and I don't want to break the silence. I wonder what he's thinking about.

"Do you think I can take you out tonight?" He says suddenly.

I stop walking. I'm surprised.

When I abruptly stop it disconnects our hands.

"I'm actually busy tonight." I say. He looks disappointed.

I have a great idea.

"But, if you want to meet me and my friends at the fire tonight on the beach we can all hangout. You can bring some of your friends too." I say .

His face lights up.

"Yes." He says, almost to himself.

"Can I have your number?" He asks with a small smirk.

I take his phone.

I enter my name as "HOT SEXY BABE FROM THE BEACH AKA MY WIFE😍😍😍😍"

I can't help myself.

I giggle to myself and hand him back his phone.

"Hey, this was nice. I'll see you around 8?" I ask with a smile.

"Yeah." He says returning the smile.

Holy shit.

Nash asked me out.

We are hanging out tonight.

And I'm probably hooking my friends up.

They are going to owe me for life.