The Dare (Nash Grier Fanfic)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Nash's P.O.V

The question part was going to start in only twenty minutes, and the place is pretty much packed right now, and I'm pretty sure that there isn't really room for more people at this point. It's the most crowded at the front, mainly because there the fans can get closest, and get to likely ask the the questions first. Usually, I'm not really nervous, but I am now, slightly because Sobu might of not cared about what I said, and would ask really, really, creepy questions.

Matthew seems to be perfectly fine, lucky for him. I feel like I should run out of this freaking place, and go straight back to the hotel where there won't be so many people looking at me. But then again, I feel kind of excited for this, because it's nice to see what some of the fans ask, the questions not that creepy.

"Hey Nash," Matthew said.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Your shaking," Matthew said.

"What about it?" I said.

"Your usually not nervous about this stuff," Matthew sighed.

"People change." I said.

"You've done this plenty of times, why are you scared now?" Matthew asked.

"Who said I was scared?" I told Matthew.

"It's obvious because your shaking and you don't want to go up there," Matthew shrugged.

"Fine, maybe I am," I sighed, and looked out at the crowd again. Where I was going to be sitting, there was a water bottle on a long table in front of a chair, and there were about five other chairs other than the one I would be sitting in. After that, we just bascially stood in silence, until we all went on the stage and sat in our chairs, everyone cheering loudly with excitement, and more fans were at the front now.

"Nash, are you single?"

"What's it like to be famous?"

"When did you meet Matthew?"

"How are you so hot?"

"Do you ever loathe being famous?" I think that would be my favorite one, mainly because I dislike it sometimes, and mainly because all the other questions were sort of stupid.