Irresistible // Nash Grier

CHAPTER 25

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"Alli? What are you doing?" Nash asked me, worried.

"Well you're not going to carry me all the way upstairs. You already carried me the whole way home pretty much." I said embarrassed.

"I got it, I got it." Cam came and took me in his arms. I put my arms around his neck and he kissed my forhead as he walked upstairs. Cameron lead us to his room and he placed me on his bed I love his bed. It's so comfy and I used to sleep with him when I was younger. When there would be thunder storms I would run in and jump on him. I flinched as the pillows touched my back. Why am I so sensitive?

"Can you move the pillows please. Just one under my head is fine." Nash stumbled over in a hurry and Cameron moved to the side and looked at him, confused. The boy with the bruised face took the pillows and placed them at the end of Cam's light blue army patterned bed.

"Thanks." I smiled up at him as Cameron awkwardly stood there.

"So what happened?" Cameron was running out of patience.

"I think we should let her sleep, we can talk downstairs if you want." Nash said softly.

"Ya sure." Cameron walked over to me, my eyes half shut. He pushed back the hairs that were in my face and showed a tiny smile.

"Call me if you need anything. K?" I nodded and closed my eyes. I waited for the boys to leave before getting in the covers. I didn't want them to see me in such bad shape and if I would've went under the cover when they were in here, they would of helped me. I tossed and turned slowly, trying to stop the pain.

I walked in school the next morning hearing screaming and yelling. I jogged up to the crowd of students in a circle.

"Move, excuse me." I pushed through.

"You're such a fucking asshole. I told you to stay away from her and what do you do? You take her home with you. You know what, there would be no problems if you weren't here." Luke yelled in Nash's face. Just as I was about to intervene Luke puts his hand in the inside pocket of his leater jacket and pulls out a gun. I gasped and heard screams all around me. Everything was slow motion. Next thing I knew he pulled the trigger and the bullet flew right into Nash's chest. His face was emotionelss as he placed his hand over the hole. He callasped.

"NOOOO!!!" I yelled as I ran over trying to catch him. I shook him and gently slapped his face.

"PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME." I sobbed looking down at him. I grabbed his shirt and ripped it to see the bullet planted in his chest.

"NASH!!" I yelled crying.

"Alli."I heard a calming voice as someone shook me. I looked up to see who it was and saw those beautiful eyes. Nash's. What? Nash? I looked around me and the crowd was filled with Nash's.

"Alli. Alli wake up." They all said at the same time, like robots.

My eyes shot open. A warm and soft hand was gently placed on my cheek. I knew it was Nash sitting there. I took a hold of his hand and sat up quickly, swinging my arms around his neck. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I breathed in his scent. Even after that fight he still smelled amazing. He rubbed my back delicately.

"Shhh, it's ok, it was just a dream." He tried to console me.

"No Nash, it was a nightmare. It was awful." I wiped my tears.

"It was Luke, we were at school and-and he was yelling at you and said it w-would be better if you were gone and he pulled out a-a gun and he shot you." I was trembling. He held my head and played with my hair.

"Shh, it's ok. He can't hurt us anymore." He pulled away from the hug. I felt cold.

"But what about Monday, at school. What's going to happen?" I was scared shitless. I don't want to go back to school.

"Don't worry, if he comes close I can karate chop his balls off because I'm a ninja." I laughed as he got up and did some 'karate' moves. I dought that was karate. He smiled back at me as I giggled. I couldn't help but notice the dry blood still under his nose and the dark red stains on his cheeks. A black patch was already forming under his eye.

"Come, let's get you cleaned up." I got up off the bed and grabbed his hand pulling him to my bathroom. I let go of his hand immidiately as we reached the bathroom.

"Sit on the toilet seat." I pointed down at it. He sat down sighing. He was probably hurting. I went in the cupboard and took out the first aid kit.

"First I'll clean the blood off with water, it won't sting or anything." I explained. I put a cloth under slightly warm water, but not to warm and I squeezed it taking all the excess water out.

"Tell me if it hurts." I carfully rubbed under his nose, he showed no sign of pain. When his nose was all clean I moved to his cheeks and washed them up. After that was done I searched in the first aid kit for some alcoholic cleaning wipes to disinfect the cuts. I opened a package and stepped infront of him.

"This might sting a little." I started with his cheek. I had a feeling that his cheeks were going to sting because of all the cutts on them. He closed his eyes tightly as I rubbed softly. I quickly finished up and put the wipe in the garbage.

"Ok we're done." I washed my hands and wiped them dry. Just as I was about to walk out of the bathroom a hand wanked my arm and I spun around to meet Nash. Our faces were so close together, I could feel his hot breath on my lips.

"Thank you." His voice was low and seductive. I mean for one second I thought he was going to kiss me.

"Now your turn." He passed by me taking a cloth out of the cupboard and putting it under water acting like nothing happened. I was kind of disapointed. I wounldn't mind kissing him. I mean if he would've kissed me, I would of definately kissed back. What are you talking about Allison Dallas, cut the nonsense! I sat down on the toilet seat and waited for Nash. I gasped as I felt warm water on my cheek.

"Sorry, did I hurt you?" He pulled away quickly.

"No no, I- I was just surprised." And he continued. It would hurt once and a while but I tried to hide it. When finished he took out the disinfecting wipes. I have a feeling, that it's going to sting so bad. He came back and kneeled down infront of me. Imagine him proposing. What the actual fuck Alli?! Shut up. Stop it! I winced as the cold wipe hit my cheek. He cleaned up my cutts gently as I tried to keep calm and not show any sign of pain.

"Aoww." I blurted out a bit to loud as I put my hand up to cup my cheek.

"Oh I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Ok we're done with that." He threw out the tissue and picked up the warm cloth. What is he doing with that? He rinsed it under water and squeezed it. He walked over to me, kneeling down once again. I observed his actions closely. He raised his hand and took my shirt in his grasp and lifted it up slighty. I slapped his hand away before he saw anything.

"What are you doing?" I was a bit mad by his actions.

"I-I'm sorry, I just wanted to clean your stomach. Can I at least see what it looks like, the damage he did?" He asked looking into my eyes.

"No!" I got up and went in my room slamming the door. I laid in bed and tears filled my eyes and fell down my cheeks, which burned. I lifted my shirt and looked at my stomach. I always hated my stomach. I never really wanted to go out in public with a bikini, like it's been a long tim since I've been to the water slides. There were cutts on my stomach and a little bit of blood. I pulled down my shirt. Whatever, I'll wash it off in the shower later.

Nash POV:

Fuck! I screwed up big time. She's obviously insecure about her body. Why didn't I think of that before. I should of just asked. I'm such a dick.

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Sorry if there's any speling mistakes :/ I don't have time to reread it all....

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- Stop being afraid of what could go wrong and think of what could go right :) xxx