Nash asked me to meet him in the park. Of course I said yes. When I woke up I got on clothes and I ran out the door. I met Nash by the swing set. Nash and I used to sit here and just talk. Not about important stuff because we were five so we pretty much didn't have a life. Except for I used to tell him about how I loved Matt when I was in seventh grade.
Thinking about it now I can't believe that I'm in 11th grade. I sat next to Nash by the swing set. "Caitlin,I-I don't know what to say" Nash said. "What" I said. "will-will you go out with me?" Nash stuttered. I punched him in the arm and laughed, remembering that's how Cameron asked me out. When Cameron asked me out it was awkward and cute because he was in the grade above me. "So let's get down to business,why did you want me here?" I question Nash. "Oh yeah" Nash remembers. Nash and I get off the swings as I walk in his direction he holds my hand. FRICKKKK.
What do I keep getting my self into. But at the same time it makes me feel wanted. Wanted by three people. We started to talk. "So what's up between you know Matt,Cam,and me" Nash said. I hesitated at the fact that he loves me.
My heart is set on Cam. And Matt. And possibly Nash.
"What do you mean" I said. Nash kisses me on the cheek and says "I love you." My heart stopped and I looked away. I saw the tree Matt and I had shared our first kiss. When I turn around Nash kisses me. And this time not on the cheek.ON THE LIPS. But him an Nicole. I pushed him off and ran. Now running seems like my only solution.
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Head over heals (a magcon fanfiction)
FanfictionCaitlin is stuck in many decisions that are uncomfortable and hard to get out of but just wants one boy for her. All rights belong to ©c8ta15 this book cannot be copied