Saving Me ~Nash Grier and Carter Reynolds Fanfic~

Chapter 22

***Carter's POV***

After I left Violet's house, I was actually worried about her. What would Nash do? I don't want to believe he would hurt Violet but would he? After he yelled at her and I like that, I'm not sure what he was capable of doing.

A few hours pass and I still haven't heard from Violet. Was she hurt? Is she okay? I decide to text her first.

To Violet<3:

So is everything okay? I was worried. It has been a while and you haven't texted or called.

I wait for her to text back. She never does.

It's now 3am and I can't sleep because I am too worried about Violet. Maybe she's asleep. Yeah. That's it. She's asleep. I keep my mind set on that and use it to drift off to slumber of my own.

*** Violet's POV***

I wake up with arms clutched around my bare waist. Nash is breathing slowly in my ear. I feel his bare chest against my back. I go over last night's events in complete awe. I can't believe I actually did that. Especially with Nash. After everything that happened yesterday from walking around by myself, to my date with Carter. Carter. Shit. I reach slowly and gently to the night stand to retrieve my phone without waking Nash.

I quickly open my phone. 0816. I see the message from Carter. Guilt overtakes my mind. Why should I feel so guilty though? I'm dating Nash not Carter.

You lead Carter on to believe you really liked him dumb ass. My conscience reminds me.

I did lead Carter on and now I feel like shit because I now know who I truly love and who I SHOULD be with. But should I really be with Nash? I mean if I was completely in love with him would I even think about being with one of his best friends? Then again I just had sex with him so that should sum it up. But I can't help but second guess myself. Maybe I should tell Nash about me and Carter. Would that get the guilt of of my chest? I need to tell Carter that this cannot continue though. Nash is mine and I am Nash's. I quickly text Carter a quick message back.

To Carter:

Yeah I am fine but I need to talk to you. Today 5pm. My house.

I lock my phone back up and put it back on the night stand again without waking Nash. I turn over to face Nash, which stirs him a little and he slowly wakes from his slumber.

"Good morning beautiful." he says with a bright smile and his raspy morning voice. That voice is extremely attractive if I must add.

"Morning" I say with an equally as big smile. He pulls me closer into his chest. I can still smell the sweat on him from last night. I smile at the memory and then yearn for more of it. I run my fingers down his torso and his toned abs. He looks down at me with a smile.

"I love you so much Violet" he tells me sweetly and leans his head down to kiss my lips. This kiss is short and sweet but I pull his face down to me for more. He doesn't reject and kisses me passionately. I never wanted this kiss to end as our mouths move in sync with each other. His hands run over my thighs. Mine through his hair.

Suddenly we hear the front door open. Mom. She never came home last night. Nash's face goes white and he quickly sits up.

" Get dressed. She won't mind your here just be dressed." I say with a smirk. Mom doesn't care if Nash stays the night especially if I am by myself because I need a "constant eye". But she probably won't like the fact that he is naked and so am I, in my bed. Nash throws on his jeans and diamond T-shirt over his head. I slide on my cloudy pajama pants and a tank top.

"VIOLET" mom yells from downstairs. I look at Nash who is admiring me front the other side of my room. He smiles and takes my hand as I stand off the bed to walk down. I stand but then fall back onto the bed.

"Yeah. Last night probably didn't help with the legs." Nash says with a worried look.

"I am fine. I just need my medicine. Carry me?" I ask with puppy eyes. He falls for the act and picks me off the bed, carrying me bridal style. We exit my room that now carry passionate memories that I will never get enough of. Even though I am strangely sore down there. Nash carries me down the stairs and into the kitchen where my mom is drinking a cup of coffee.

"Why hello Nash!" she beams. I smile at how much she accepts Nash. "I'm guessing you need your meds Vi?" she says with a smile as she reaches in the cupboard for them. She is in an awfully good mood. More than usual. Something happened last night. And I plan to find out.

"Thank you Mama" I say as she hands me a bottle of water and my blue pills. Nash sets me down in the chair at the island and takes the one next to me for himself.

"So what did you kids do last night?" she asks, obviously trying to start conversation. My face is hot and I can see Nash smirk out of the corner of my eye.

"Oh nothing. We just had a movie night." I lie. I mean it's not completely a lie. I did go to the theatre last night. Oh shit Nash thinks I was with her. I need to fill her in on that. Hopefully she won't ruin it for me. Even though you need to tell him anyway. My rude conscience reminds me again.

"Oh me too. I just went to hang out and watch movies with some friends." She says indirectly. I know she is keeping something from me when she looked away as she was speaking. I wasn't going to call her out in front of Nash but when he left, I planned to find out the deets.

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The rest of the morning consisted of eating some breakfast and talk about the MagCon tour.

"Violet I think you should go. It would be a great opportunity." My mother said.

"It would but what if something happens?" I ask.

"Well then Nash will surely take you to the nearest hospital I'm sure." She says and Nash is nodding his wad next to me.

"Come on Vi. We would have so much fun." He says with a smirk. I know what he means and yes I would love to have that but I also would like to have the reassurance of my doctor at all times.

"I just don't know.." I trail off.

"Please Vi, I need you." Nash begs. That's it. I have to go. I need him. He's supposed to be saving me remember. I cant live without him for that long. I come to my final decision.

"Fine. I will go." I say blankly, Nash's face glows and a giant smile creeps onto his face.

"Really?" he asks for reassurance. I nod my head. "Violet that's great!" he beams and picks me up twirling around.

"Okay. Okay. Put me down Mr, Happy-Pants" I tease. He sets me down with a smile.

"We leave tomorrow. Okay?"

"Okay." I say. he kisses me on the cheek.

"I should go get packing." he says.

"Okay..but umm.. I need to talk to you later." I say quickly. Mom and Nash have identical confused looks on their faces.

"Okay?" He says confused. I kiss him on the cheek and with that he leaves.

Not even 5 minutes later, my phone goes off.

From My Boy:

Babe... what do you have to talk to me about? is it about last night?

I don't want to tell him over text. I need to tell him face to face.

To My Boy:

Come over about 8 tonight. Okay?

He replies with a simple "okay". That should give me time to talk to Carter first and then Nash. I want him to know before we leave. I can't live with this guilt building up more and more. I just can't do it. I have to tell the truth.

(Hey guys I know this is short but it's more of a filler. But I want to thank you guys for the 2k reads. I can't believe it. I never thought this book would go this far. Thank you so much and I love you all!!)