One In a Million {Nash Grier & Cameron Dallas Fanfiction}

Chapter 12- Confessions

POV: Samantha

I was glad he apologized, but I regret telling him to come back no matter what his decision.

I always felt a longing deep in me every time I saw him.

It sounds weird and cliche, but it's actually true!

I barely know the dude and I am jealous of his girlfriend! I'm such an idiot.

It's been a week since the dinner date. We hang out with Nash and Cameron about everyday since school is out. The only bad thing is, there hasn't been one moment when Leah hasn't been attached to Nash. She almost went into the dudes bathroom once!

It's weird, but I think she sees something in Cameron she doesn't see in Nash. I know this because I feel Nash looking at me the same way. No I'm not full of myself thinking "oh I'm the 'hot thing' of course he's staring at me" I say that by meaning that Sydney has TOLD me he has.

It's been kind of fun because even though his girlfriend clings to him like an annoying burr he still makes conversations with me, but he is obviously trying to stay in the friend zone.

That's depressing.

I mean, I didn't expect him to run up and make out with me while taking me away on his white horse and me flipping off his then ex girlfriend as we ride into the sunset. That's unheard of....

I also didn't expect him to break up with his girlfriend right when I told him to choose.

So I guess this is okay.

As long as he's happy.

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Fuck that, I want to be happy too!

Currently, I was sitting on my bed with the Fault in Our Stars on my lap open, but basically untouched. And with as much respect as I have for the book I put it on my side table and jump to my feet.

Yes, I was going to tell him how I felt. Who saw that coming?

Hopefully everyone...

Luckily I was already dressed from going shopping earlier so I just checked up on my bottom eye liner and top mascara and made sure my curls weren't flat in weird places from leaning on my hand.

I quickly took out my phone and texted Nash.

Of course I have his number... I just never use it because I gave up.

I really need to talk to you... Can you pick me up and we can go somewhere? -Sam

I quickly locked my phone and sat on my bed, my heart thumping in my chest.

I didn't know what I was going to say exactly, but I had to tell him somehow. Whether it be I stutter and choke it out or I prepare an entire eulogy for him.

Finally I felt my phone buzz softly in my grasp.

Sure, hope everything is alright! Be there in 5! -Nash

I didn't even bother to question how he knew where I lived.

All that mattered was that he was coming and I was going to have to tell him.