Magcon

Ch 9: Keeping A Secret

Nash's POV

I walked out of the bathroom to get my shirt and see that Rowan is half asleep on her bed. I couldn't help but admire her incomparable beauty. I sit down on my bed to face her.

"Are you ok?" She asks.

"Uh ya. We need to talk." I look down and fiddle with my fingers. I saw her bit her lip, I think she knew where this was going.

"That kiss... What was it to you?" I ask nervously.

"If you think it didn't mean anything to me than you're wrong." She said sincerely.

"So your saying you felt what I did?" I urge.

"Maybe." I saw the blush forming on her cheeks.

Without thinking I move to her bed lay on top of her. "I've been waiting all night for you." She moves her arms around my neck.

For the second time tonight our lips connected. Starting with sweet, gentle kisses that quickly escalate into much more.

Her lips move from my lips to my jawline and down to my collarbone. I let out a soft moan and I could feel Rowan smiling. She continues to leave her mark across my stomach before returning to my lips.

She maneuvers herself on top of me. My hands slid up her shirt, smoothly pulling it off. She smiles again as I leave a trail of kisses around her ear. I make my way back on top of her and roughly kiss her until she's moaning my name.

We slip off our pants onto the floor, leaving the both of us in minimal clothing. As my fingers begin to fidget with the back of her bra, she begins whispering between my kisses. "Nash...we cant... What about.... cam...or... hayes.... or... nash... We... cant..."

I rub her cheek with my thumb. "Hey, it's ok. No one has to know. This is our little secret." I fall back to her side and capture her in my arms.

Her fingers slide through my hair as we begin to fall asleep. "What are we doing?" She scoffs lightly.

They were woken up the next morning by loud, repetitive knocks on their door shouting "Nash, Row. It's time to go Get out here."

They jump out of bed and rush around the room. "Wait in the lobby, we will be there in a minute." Nash yells while putting his pants on.

"Fine." Cameron says slightly annoyed.

The continued to get ready as quickly as possible and as they were about to head out the door Rowan says, "You forgot something."

A smirk slides across Nash's face as he leans in to kiss her before they run down the hall and down the stairs.

"What took you guys so long?" Hayes complained.

"We forget to set an alarm." Nash says as they all walk out.

Throughout the hectic day Rowan and Nash avoided each other as much as possible because they knew if they saw each other too much they wouldn't be able to keep what happened between them under wraps. It was going fine until they were midway throughout the show when Rowan poked her head out to watch. Of course many of the boys on stage noticed her, as the people you know personally tend to stand out more, but when her eyes met with Nash's it was different.

"Nash it's your turn." No reply. "Nash!" He is shaken out of it. "Dude, you good?"

"Ya, just kinda tired I guess." He replies.

"I wonder why." He nudges, wiggling his eyebrows. Causing a few looks to be shot at him.

"Let's just get this party started!"

And just like that the moment was over and the show continued.

After the show they did a meet and greet, giving Rowan the post of photographer. She took pictures of the fans with the boys and made sure they were well behaved because unlike the guards,  Rowan knew how to deal with the boys.

After the tiring day they were going out to dinner to celebrate their first show. Rowan doesn't talk much, but it's no surprise so no one really notices.

Suddenly her phone starts ringing, she looks down to see who it is.

"Who's that?" Hayes asks cassually with a mouth full of food.

"Corbyn, I should take this." She says not taking her eyes off of his name because if she met Nash's eyes she didn't know what she would have done.

She gets up from the both and answers the phone. "Hey, babe." She says.

"Hey, what are you up to?" Corbyn asks.

"Just out to dinner after the show."

"You're out this late?"

"Ya, it's a long presses." She answers.

"Anyways, how's the group getting along?"

"We are all good now actually. We hashed everything out last night."

"Well, finally. Do you think it will stick this time?" He chuckles.

No. She thinks. Not after anyone finds out about her a Nash. "Let's hope."

"Well, I'll let you get back to your dinner. I miss you."

"I miss talking to you. It's kinda boring hair sitting to the side watching."

"I'm sorry, well I'll call at a more convenient time tomorrow."

"Bye."

She hangs up and returns to the table.

In the time she as gone the check had arrived and was being paid.

The ride home was uneventful, if you think yelling and laughing as uneventful. Finally when Nash and Rowan walked into their room and closed the door, Nash pounced. Not even a foot away from the door, Nash presses Rowan against the door and whispers in her ear, "kiss me."

"I can't." She replies.

"Why not? He whispers, their lips so close to touching .

"I have a boyfriend."

"Ya, me."

"No, Corbyn." Rowan says. Nash steps back.

"That didn't stop you this morning." Nash crosses his arms.

"I know, I wasn't thinking." She rubs her temples.

"You shouldn't have to think. You had the instinct to kiss me, not him. Don't you think I deserve a chance?"

Rowan sighs, "Nash, I'm sorry, but last night was a mistake. I don't know what happened, but it can't happen again."

Scoffing, Nash says, "I can't believe you, you just lead guys on with no intention to finish what you started. First Ian, then Hayes, then Corbyn, and me, do you have no restraint."

"But none of that was on purpose!" She shouted. "I didn't even know Ian liked me, and I'm still dating Corbyn."

"Ya, and what a good girlfriends." Nash rolled his eyes.

"Don't you realize, god, you're so stupid some times, I know I cheated! That's why we can't do this anymore! When he finds out he is going to leave me! I don't want that!" Rowan says breaking down I  tears.

"Then why did you do it, if you cared about him so much." Nash says, lowering his tone a little.

"Because I like you, I can feel safe around you, and when we kissed, I felt the problems melt away."

"Well, isn't that better then what you have with Corbyn?" Nash asks.

"I don't know, I didn't have enough time to explore it because I was pull around with you guys."

"What about the days you two spent running away from Cameron?"

"He really listened to me, and we would talk for hours, but I don't know if it was just me being upset with Cam and wanting to tick him off."

"Well, fine." Nash states and walks away to get ready for bed.