Chapter eighteen

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Aria's pov

Me and Tiffany have 7 more days until we have to leave and go back to Florida. I really wanna stay longer. But I know the guys have to go home as well.

Me and Matt was currently cuddling and watching scary movies. I had to get the whole nash thing off my mind before I exploded into tears. I never would expect nash to do that to me. I thought he cared about me. But I guess not.

I looked at my phone while me and him were watching the movie and saw I had 23 missed text messages and 19 missed calls from Nash. I didn't want to talk to him right now. I was angry and sad at the same time at him.

I rolled my eyes and put my phone up.

"Hey, babe, you ok? Something wrong?"

Matt asked me.

We were in his bed, watching Netflix on his laptop and I was on his chest with his arms around me.

I looked up at him.

"No, nothing's wrong I was just thinking about something"

I said to him.

He smiled at me and I did the same to him.

*ring ring ring*

I heard Matt's phone ring.

He reached over the bed and grabbed his phone off the table and answered it. I paused the movie we were watching.

"Hey............yeah yeah........really? Awesome........well ok.....alright see you then.......bye"

Matt hung up his phone.

I sat up as Matt took his arms off me.

"What's wrong?"

I asked.

He looked at me and smiled.

"Nothing babe, it's just taylor scheduled for all of us to do another meet and greet down town, since you and Tiffany didn't get to sing last time, our fans were disappointed so we are doing other one in 2 hours"

He said.

I nodded.

"Oh ok.....well I guess I have to get ready then because it takes me an hour to get ready, because I have to change my outfit and redo my makeup"

I said.

I had on Matt's shirt and some jogging pants on.

"What's wrong with you're wearing you look beautiful..... Like always, and I don't think you need makeup you're perfect without it"

He said smiling at me.

I blushed. I looked into his eyes and leaned in and gave Matt a kiss.

"Thanks, I love what I am wearing too but I like to dress to impress and makeup makes me feel confident in myself"

I said to him.

He shrugged.

"Well remember that you're perfect just like you are"

He said to me.

I smile at him again. I had the perfect boyfriend. I didn't want to mess that up.

Tiffany's pov

Cam and I was on his bed. We sat across from each other crisscross while he cleaned up the blood from my wrist. It is taking him a while because I keep bleeding and keeps getting all over the place.

"Ow... That's hurts"

I said

He looked at me.

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