Trust (A Nash Grier Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Okay, so there is a second Taylor coming into the story, (but a girl) so if it just says Taylor, its the friend Taylor. If it says Taylor (Caniff) it's Taylor Caniff. (Obviously) So yeah. Enjoy (:

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Love Is In The Air

I open the door and let out a happy squeal. It is my very best friends, Taylor and Ariana. I moved away from them about 2 years ago. They've always been my main girls though. "Oh my gosh! You guys!" I scream.

"Woah! What is it?" I hear Taylor (Caniff) say and run over to me.

"My best friends are here!" I face him and then face back to Ariana and Taylor, "You guys, come in." I stand to the side as they pick up their bags and come inside. "Everyone! Come here!" I scream.

I hear everyone say 'what?' and then there was Brent, he clicks his tongue and says, "Or nah. Just kidding Sky."

"Everyone, these are my best friends, Taylor and Ariana." I point to which was which. It was pretty easy to tell them apart. Ariana has dark brown hair, freckles, and her eyes looked like they were all black. Taylor (friend) has dirty blonde hair with bleach blonde highlights, brown eyes, and glasses. But she mostly just wears contacts.

"Ariana, Taylor, these are the guys. I suppose you already know their names."

"Oh. My. God. I love you Cameron!" Ariana screams. She runs up to him and gives him a hug.

"Gotta love the fans." Cameron says and smiles as he hugs her back.

Taylor (friend) just stood there in shock. She never could pick a favorite, but it was between Jacob, Matt, Brent, and Hayes, even though Hayes was much younger. We texted all the time and she would obsess over them, asking me when I was going to meet them. I always said never because I just thought they were a bunch of douche bags that stole my brother away from me. Haha. They're not.

"Okay. So I only have 3 bedrooms, but each has a pullout couch bed in each. I also have a living room that can fit about 4. There are 15 of us. How should we decide who goes where?" I inform them.

"I call Skylar!" Ariana and Taylor say in unison.

"Okay. So girls get one room. You boys can decide and pick a room after we get ours." I smile and try running up the stairs, but get held back by the waist.

It was Nash. He kisses my cheek, "I don't think so. What if we want a to pick a room first?"

"Oh well. Taylor (friend)! Ariana! Hurry! Get the room! You know where it's at!"

Taylor (friend) gets held back by Matt, but Ariana was too quick, or the guys were too slow, to catch her, "Got it!"

"So can you let us go now? So we can unpack? Not that I don't mind." Taylor (friend) asks. Then she winks at Matt and giggles.

"You too Nash. Let go." I say. I playfully hit his hand, trying to get it unhooked from around my waist.

"You have to kiss me first."

"Really Nash?"

"Really bae." I turn my head back and kiss him on the cheek. He let go.

I run upstairs with Taylor and lock the door to our room that we picked. It was the master bedroom. Not my father's, of course. I won't dare let anyone go in there. Although, sometimes, I want to. Just to see what he's hiding from me.

"So. Skylar? Nash, huh?" Ariana says, raising her eyebrows.

"Uh, yeah," I reply.

"Why didn't you tell us that you guys were dating?"