All Along

Chapter 21

Chapter 21:

(Chelsea's POV):

I woke up to a pain in my ankle. I looked down and remembered I broke my ankle and had a cast.

My first thought after that was, 'YASS BAE! DIS BITCH TURNS 16, TIME TO TURN UP!'

I got bored, and wanted Nash to come hang with me/ tell me how to get a shower. It was like 9, so he should be up.

To Nash ☺️:

Can you come to my room?

From Nash ☺️:

Yeah

I went on my phone and checked twitter and then tweeted, 'Magcon day ✌️ is gonna be hype!'

Nash walked in a second later.

"How do you guys get in here?" I asked laughing.

"Do you really wanna know?"

"Not really."

"How's your ankle?"

"Better, it still hurts alittle."

"Do I get to sign yet?"

"What time is it?"

"9:30"

"Yeah! Don't sign too big tho please!"

"Fine damn give me a sharpie."

"I have black and silver, pick."

He grabbed the black and wrote in the very center of the cast 'Nash Grier is my best friend ever in the entire world and I love him and want to be him! Go follow him on social media @nashgrier'

"Way to be subtle."

"Always."

"How am I supposed to get a freakin shower with this big ass thing on my foot." I said lifting up my foot.

"Garbage bag and duct tape."

He got a big garbage bag and put my foot in it and wrapped tape around it like 20 times.

"Nash that's enough... thank you."

I crutches my way into the shower and got a bath thing since I couldn't stand in my foot.

"I'm goin to get dressed... meet me in my room?" Nash yelled.

"Kay." I heard the door open and close. I finished and wrapped a towel around my body and crutched back out and blow dried my hair.

I wanted to look nice since it was my birthday. I put on: refuge "hi-waisted shortie" mint colored denim shorts (a/n I just saw these online the other day and I want them) with a fitted white low v-neck tucked in. I paired this with a necklace that went down to where my shorts started that was a 3-d heart with mint green and silver 'diamonds' all over it, my grandmas charm braclelt, and my mint green van (a/n yes van cause she can only wear one... dah).

Once I was satisfied with my outfit, I decided to go my hair. I decided to straighten it. Once I finished, I decided to actually put on some makeup. I did a small winged black eyeliner and some mascara.

I was satisfied with my look, besides the fact that I had a big fucking neon pink cast on my foot.

I slipped my phone into my back pocket, grabbed my room key, and made my way to the door.

Shit.

I needed my 2 sharpies because I knew the guys were gonna want to sign, and I was gonna let and sign too.

I crutched back in and got my markers and put them in my front pocket.

Now I finally crutched my way down to Nash's room.

Nash's door was propped open, so I went in. I didn't see anyone in his room, but he was connected to Matt and Carter's room. I went in there and I saw Nash passed out on the bed.

"What the fuck!" I yelled. I dropped my crutches and hopped over to the bed.

I took my phone out of my pocket and called Cam.

"Cam come up to Matt and Carter's room! Nash is passed out and I don't know what to do!"

"Calm down... I'm on my way. I'll call Bart and he will call and ambulance. Just stay with him."

"I will."

I hung up and by now I was crying. I couldn't help it. I was worried, but I wasn't bawling.

So much for wearing makeup.

God damn, why did this have to happen. First I break my fucking ankle, now there is a passed out Nash next to me. Hospitals freak me out enough, let alone being there 2 days in a row. Technically it was only one since it was this morning at like 2 am.

"Okay I'm here. The ambulance is almost here." Cam said bursting through the door.

I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

Fuck, he probably thinks I'm such a geek, which isn't wrong.

He came over and put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me in for a hug. I didn't resist.

"Calm down, everything is going to be okay."

"I sure hope you're right."

The paramedic came through the door, along with Bart, Matt, Carter, Hayes, Taylor, Shawn, Gilinsky, and Johnson. They were all asking questions, but no one answered.

The paramedics took the lifeless Nash away on the stretcher, along with Hayes to ride in the ambulance with them. Cam gave me a piggy-back ride to the car, and Taylor brought my crutches and phone. Before I knew it, we were at the hospital sitting in the waiting room.

Happy fucking birthday to me!

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Sorry it's a short chapter.... I will try to update tomorrow as well since this is really short.

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