Remember Me? (Nash Grier Fanfic)

Chapter Nine

"Well we're heading to starbucks." We were walking together in a sidewalk filled with people. I wanted them to all go home and vanish. I wanted us to be alone just for once.

"Why?" I tried looking at him as much as i could. He probably found it weird and I did too but it was better than me looking at him and tripping with every syllable,

"Because that's where we met." I smiled he didn't say anything we just kept walking.

We arrived at starbucks and sat on the same seat. It was necessary for this whole thing to work.
I pulled out the sticky notes under the table, smiling because after all this time they stayed together, they stayed there where we left them.

"Here," I handed them to Nash.

"What's this?" He went over them and quickly read them.

"You were too shy to talk to me so you stick sticky notes on the table instead. I reply by giving you another sticky note."
"Does it ring a bell?" In my head, my fingers were crossed. He was still reading. Maybe he was remembering something.
"No. Not a single," Nash handed me back the sticky notes. I sighed in disappointment. I should've not expected anything. How could I? Of course he wont remember us by this shit.

"How did they get under the table?"

"Well when I was about to leave you told me that you'll stick the notes under the table so when we get marr-" I stopped realizing what I was about to say.

"What? When we get what?" He wanted to know and I wanted to tell him but I couldn't.

"Oh..uh nothing. Let's go?" I smiled and sticked the notes under the table. It's where they belong.

We left and he asked me where we were going next.

"You see that bench?" I pointed at the bench across the street. He nodded.

"That's where we met the third time," I smiled, missing the moments me and Nash knew nothing about each other but our names.

"So what happened on that bench?" We stopped walking and I tell him the story.

*flasback*

I was sitting at the bench waiting for the bus. I missed my usual bus so I have to wait for another 30 minutes. I just stared at the cars passing by, counting them, and guessing what the drivers lives could be. I felt water drops on my shoulders. I looked up to see where it was from. It was starting to rain. A couple of minutes later, it was raining hard. I didn't do anything. I didn't move. I just let the rain wet me. I felt the rain stopped but only above me. I looked up to see Nash holding an umbrella over me. I shook my head and stood up. I grabbed the umbrella and put it between the two of us.

"We wouldn't want a pretty lady getting sick," he smiled.

"We wouldn't want a fine gentleman to get sick either," We waited for my bus. Time was passing by slow but i wanted it to go slower. Within those 30 minutes, I started getting to know him, I started to fall.
*ends*

"Alright. Next destination, the beach!" We both laughed. I missed that laughed.