Breaking (a magcon fanfiction)

Twenty-Six

*Madison's POV*

When he finally pulls away, my brown eyes are met with his blue ones.

Good, I was hoping it was him.

Nash's breathing is a little unsteady, but he's smiling...I think. It looks like a smug smirk mixed with a half frown. It's a Nash smile.

"YAASSSS!!!" I hear a girl scream from behind us. I zip around to be faced with almost every person who was outside. Shit.

"NADISON ALL THE WAY BABE!!"I hear almost all of them scream, even the ones with Cadison shirts on.

I didn't know what to do, I was frozen. It was like someone found my off switch and flicked it on. I felt the heat from before rush to my cheeks as I felt Nash's lower half touch my butt. Excuse me but your dingy-ding belongs back inside. Thank you and have a nice day.

I found the courage to peel my eyes away from the crowd and looked up at him. Although he smiled, his eyes were still full of worry. I felt his head dip down to my ear.

"Do I have an answer?" He whispered. Without even looking I knew that my entire face was as red as a California sunset. I did have an answer but I was still in shock to tell him. Luckily Nash realized this and moved me further into the elevator cove.

I was a little more relaxed but I knew that the fans could still see us. I wanted to tell him, I really did, but my mouth wasn't working properly.

"I--um--w-we," I stuttered but couldn't form a full sentence. Worry came across his face but he managed to say something with confidence.

"I know you're embarrassed. I'm sorry for doing that--thing when I came off the elevator but I just had to. You won't believe me when I say this but you mean everything to me Mads. I meant what I said at the trampolines and if you don't feel the same way then fine, but I'm not changing my mind." Nash said it loud enough for just the two of us to hear. Just as I was about to answer, the girls scream again.

"CAMERON'S BACK!!" Fuck really? Now he has to come back?. I was sort of, kind of hoping he would run away and not come back...like ever. The expression plastered on his face told that he was upset, but could kill Nash in an instant.

"I-I'm tired." Nash said, fake yawning. "I'm going to go back upstairs." Without instinct, I grab his arm and finally get a full sentence out.

"Are you really tired?" I asked idiotically. Of course not Dumbo.

"Y-yeah." Nash stutters, flicking his eyes up to Cameron in the lobby.

"Me too." I say and let go of his arm before opening the elevator. He looks just as surprised as I am at my sudden change of courage. "Are you coming? Or are you going to sleep down here?" I ask and wow, where did all of this come from? Nash hesitates before nodding and stepping onto the elevator; well then I guess the tables are turned.

"Cam! What are you going to do?" I hear a fan ask him right before the doors close. I'm hoping he does anything except follow us up.

"So..." Nash says rubbing the back of his neck. God he looks so hot right now. Why didn't I say something before? Oh right, because he ran away from me. But we're in an elevator, with small space and closed doors. Oh no. I just have to not faint until after I tell him.

Too late.

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*Nash's POV*

Maddie falls to the ground unconscious. I pick her up after she doesn't recover quickly. When the doors open on my floor, I almost run to my room. I fling open the door and try to set Maddie down as carefully, but as quickly as I can. She flies onto the bed with a thud. Good job lover boy. I'm even more panicked, but rush to get her a cold towel for her head.