By Chance~Nash Grier

27

After getting back to the hotel, we were all seated around the TV in Nash's room watching a horror movie. It was the middle of a suspenseful scene where it was completely silent, when Nash's phone went off, causing all of us to scream (and Johnson to throw the popcorn). He picked up and I paused the movie so that I could eavestrop.

"Hello...uh huh....do we have to?...Yeah, yeah. I understand...I'll tell them. Okay, bye." With that, Nash sighed deeply and ran his hands through his hair. I frowned from my spot cuddled up to his side.

"What happened?"

"Magcon is being canceled early because of the financial situation. They said we should be good to go for the next one, but that's in a few months," Nash explained.

"What does that mean?" Gilinsky asked.

"We get to go home early, but the next tour is in a few months. It just sucks because a lot of our fans will be disapointed." Nash sighed. I felt so horrible knowing that this happened and I was still keeping a secret from him. I could see Matt shooting me a look from his spot, sitting on the floor wrapped in a burrito blanket. (A/n: I'm like dying of the cute burrito Matthew I'm picturing!)  "I'm worried about not seeing you guys too. You guys live so far away."

"We weren't going to tell you this yet, but now's the time. We all convinced our families to move to North Carolina with you guys. Even better, they found houses that are like five minutes away," Shawn beamed.

"That's great! We're leaving back to North Carolina tomorrow morning, so we should enjoy the rest of the night," Nash said, happier now, as he grabbed the remote and resumed the show.

~~~~Time skip to when they all just arrived at North Carolina and are hanging out at Nash's house~~~~

"It's good to be back," Matt said as he grabbed a fruit roll up and plopped on the couch. Everyone seemed to be tired out from the long plane ride and we're all just lounging around the house eating.

"Shit!" I exclaimed. I was currently upside down on the couch so that my head was hanging, almost touching the floor, and my feet were on the back of it. I sat up straight due to the headache I was getting.

"What is it?" Mahogany asked from her place in the office chair, she was swiveling around like a two year old.

"The first day of school is tomorrow." I sighed and the guys started smiling.

"We're going with you, it'll be that much funner," Gilinsky explained as he smiled, obviously looking forward to being the annoying ass group of people in school.

"You're right, it shouldn't be that bad," I shrugged. Then, my head turned to the direction in which I heard a small groan. Nash was laying on the couch with his left arm hanging over the edge and was snoring loudly as drool tried escaping.

I chuckled at his adorable ness but the smile quickly disappeared. He was the best boyfriend in the world and I hurt him like that. Even if it didn't mean anything, he didn't deserve that. I don't even have enough courage to tell him. I don't deserve him.

"I gotta go guys," I said and got up before running out the door and to the house next door. The guilt was too much.

I slammed my door and let the tears escape. I know once he found out we'd be done with...and I'd deserve it. I love him to death but I know he doesn't deserve this. I want to tell him. I want to get it over with. The sooner that happens, the sooner he'll be happy.
~~~~the next morning~~~~
I yawned and felt the dried mascara from yesterday stretch my face. I guess I had fallen asleep in the midst of my crying session.

I got ready in the first thing I pulled out of my closet which was a grey top with skinny jeans and blue converse. I made my hair look presentable and left it down.