My Hero || n.g•

Chapter 8

Nash blanks out looking around at the guys. Why his freaking out just say I am a friend?! Come on Nash, it's not that hard.

"Uhmm..." Nash pounders.

Hayes breaks Nash out of stupidity, "She is our friend." Thank the lord for Hayes. But why was Nash so scared to answer?

The security guard goes over to another girl. She asks, "What's the girls name? And Nash what is your opinion on the girl?" Why do they care so much?

Matt coughs, "Her name is...Wendy?" He says looking around at the boys for approval. They all nod their heads.

Nash clears his throat. "That girl has recently became a good friend of mine, ours." He grins.

Soon the Q&A ends and they go to the room in the back. The tall guy comes and brings me back there. I walk in and they are all sitting.

"Well that was interesting." I comment, sitting down next to Nash. "So why is my name Wendy?" I turn to Matt with a playful glare.

"I was hungry and Wendy's sounds so good right now!"

I laugh and tilt my head, "I feel like you are always hungry."

"That's because he always is." Taylor rolls his eyes at the boy staring at the food table once again

Matt looks away from the food table to us. "I'm a growing boy, so I need food!" He looks back to the table, but this time walks to it grabbing the food.

STOP THE REST ISNT EDITED ALL THE WAY COME BACK LATER XX

"Why were you freaking out when they asked though and why didn't you just say my real name?" I asked looking back to the boys.

"The fans are really protective over us. If they find us hanging out with a girl then they will start hating on her." Aaron explains.

"Oh. That's kind of sad that you guys can't hangout with a girl and have them question if you are dating them or not." I say.

They all nod in agreement, "Tell me about it." Taylor agrees.

We decided to leave after talking for awhile. I hide my face and went to the car, just in case a fan saw me. I don't want to get hate.

We walked back into Nash and Cam's apartment and said our goodbye to all of the other boys besides Hayes. He is sleeping here and the rest are going to a hotel down the block.

Nash and I walk up to his room. He gives me clothes to change into because it's already 9. Yes we did stop for Wendy's.

"Nash?"

"Mmm?" He looks up from his phone while laying on the bed. He had just gave me the clothes to change into.

"I need to shower" I explained. He got off of the bed and grabbed my hand, "Follow me." He brought me to the bathroom and showed me how to work it.

Once he left I stripped down and saw my reflection in the mirror. I have scars on me still from my dad and bruises.

I turned around so I can see my back and look at the biggest scar I have. It's a diagonal line that covers over half my back.

I was sitting in my room. My mom dead, gone. She died not even a week ago.

My brother was out by a friends house and my dad was out at work late. I heard the front door open but I didn't move. I was way too numb.

My mom was my best friend, we were so close and all because of a drunk driver she isn't here anymore.

There was a pounding on my door and I stood up to go get it. I opened it to find my dad...drunk?

"Dad?" I asked.

"I called for you 2 times. Why the fuck did you not answer?"

"I'm sorry I must have not heard" I explained.

"That's not a good enough answer." He slurs.

I heard a clink noise and look down to see my dad taking off his belt. I freeze and look at him, "What are you doing?" I asked hesitantly.

He didn't answer he just laughs and takes it off all the way.

I try closing my door but his foot stops it. I run to the corner of my room. "Dad please stop. What are you doing?!" I whimper. I never seen him like this.

"Turn around" He said coldly. I did has he says and he lifts up my shirt so my back is out. He cracks the belt once at me.

Even though it was once it was the most pain I have ever experienced. My back started dripping blood and I was screaming.

My dad then walked out the room and into his and passed out.

Mike came home and heard my screams and made me tell him everything. He also helped clean up the blood. That was the day everything changed with my dad.

I shake the memory from my head and went in the shower. I showered for what seems like forever just thinking and washing myself with boy smelly stuff.

I get out and put on my bra and underwear along with Nash's navy blue boxers and grey Lacrosse shirt. I walk out with my hair still in the towel and walk into Nash's room. "Hey do you have a brush?"

"Yeah one second." He gets up and walks out of the room.

A couple seconds later he walks back in with a black brush. I hold my hand out for him to hand it to me but he shakes his head no, "Sit." He tells me pointing to the bed.

I give him a questioning look but sit down. He sits behind me with his back resting on the head board. His legs were separated so my body is between them.

He takes my hair down from the towel and starts to brush it. I giggle, "Just make sure you don't brush to hard."

He chuckles and says, "Don't worry I'm not gonna hurt you." I smile while he brushes my hair out gently.

Once he is done he starts to braid my hair, or at least attempts to. "Nash your gonna get my hair in knots!" I complained.

He laughs but continues braiding my hair. He takes his finger and runs it threw my hair and the loose braid falls out. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me into his chest so I am resting on him. He whispers in my ear, "You smell like a boy." I giggle and shake my head. He just ruined the moment.

We just sit there for a few minutes until I move and he whines, "What are you doing I was comfortable!"

"Yeah but I'm tired" I explained. He gives me a puppy dog face. God he is so cute.

I lean in and kiss his warm cheek and have my lips linger there for a few seconds. "Night, Nash." I whisper as I pull away and get under the covers.

"Goodnight Chloe." He whispers back. I then drift to sleep with a smile on my face.

Is this the start of Nash and Chloe's relationship? OR NAH. Sorry bye