Maybe He's Not So Bad (Nash Grier)

Chapter 4

BRRRIIINNGGGGGGG                

The sound of my phone jolts me awake. I look at my clock.

8:14                

I groan and lay back down on my bed.

BRRRRRIIINNGGGGG my phone chimes again.

I drag myself out of my bed and and answer my phone. "Hello?" I say groggily.

"Heyyyyy, Siena." The voice says, too perky.

"Who is this?" I ask, annoyed and tired.

"It's Nash! Avery gave me your number. So, anyway, GO CHECK MY YOUTUBE CHANNEL RIGHT NOW!" He screams. Before I even get a chance to respond, he hangs up on me.

"Maleducato figlio di una cagna." I scoff. I'm tempted to just fall back to sleep, but instead I pull out my computer and go to Youtube. I find Nash Grier, and see that he recently uploaded video entitled, * "Apology to:'3 Pathetic People Make Cringe-Worthy Statements On A Couch For 9+ Minutes'"  I laugh. I click on the video, surprised, yet impressed. I see Nash, JC, and Cam sitting a couch. The same couch that was in the last video. It seemed fitting. 

"Hey, guys." Nash says. JC and Cameron wave. "So. This video is long overdue. We're here to apologize for our video that we previously made called, "What Guys Look For In Girls."I didn't realize that this video was necessary until yesterday, when my close friend, Siena, made me realize how wrong the three of us were. Well, she did and the various videos that other people made us realize how wrong we really were." He says, sincerely.

"Before this, we really didn't realize that girls had feelings." Cameron says, laughing. "Or that we hurt a lot of those feelings. And for that, we are truly sorry."

"Yeah. What they said. We didn't realize what douches we've been. All of you are beautiful and special in your own way. We are so sorry for not realizing that previously." JC says. "But, if you want to laugh at our expense, click these hilarious RE videos below." He says, pointing to the popups. "Our favorite was the by TheThirdPew. Even though it insulted us on many different levels, it made us laugh out asses off. And, if you watch it, you'll probably understand our title better. Also, the slam poem by Savannah Brown really opened our eyes." *

"So. I just want to say that I was wrong. When I said that 'You have to do this' or 'You have be that', what I really mean was that that's some qualities that I like in girls. But, you don't have to be tall or short or brown-haired or entertaining or clean-shaven and you don't have to play hard or easy to get and you don't have to be a good singer. We all love our fans and viewers so much. Again, we're sorry, and..." Nash says.

"WE LOVE YOU!" Nash, Cam, and JC yell. They all smile and the video ends. I stare at my computer, amazed. I stay that way for about 4 minutes, and then I snap out of it. I pick up my phone and redial the number that Nash called me on. The phone rings twice, and then he answers.

"Yesssss?" Nash says.

"Meet me at the coffee shop in one hour." I say. This time, before he has time to respond, I hang up on him.

Carma's a bitch.                

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I stand outside the coffee shop, coffee in hand, waiting for Nash. I see him in the distance. He spots me and walks quickly towards me. Once he reaches me, he stops, scared of how I will react. I keep my face straight, with no emotion whatsoever showing through. But, I cannot stay that way for long before I break out into a big smile. And, without thinking, I throw my arms around his next.

"Thank you for doing that." I say into his ear. He wraps his masculine arms around me and squeezes. My phone rings, so I let go of his neck to answer it. I look at Nash's face, and he's blushing bright red and wearing the biggest smile I've ever seen on him.

"Hello?" I say into my phone.

"OH MY GOSH, SIENA! Did you see the video that Nash posted?  He totally said your name in front of like a million people!' Avery says, getting excited.

"Yes, I saw it." I reply.

"Do you wanna hang out? I'm bored. We could go grab some breakfast or something." She says.

"Well, um, I can't at the moment." I say, looking nervously at Nash.

"Why? What are you doing?" She asks.

"Umm, nothing?" I say, lying through my teeth.

"Wait... YOU'RE WITH NASH RIGHT NOW, AREN'T YOU?" She says.

"No?" I say, lying again.

"Oh, Siena, can I pretty please come and hang out with you guys? We could all get breakfast or something. Pleeaaaasseee?" She begs.

"Hold on." I say. I take my phone away from my face and ask Nash, "Would you maybe want to get something to eat with Avery and I?" I ask. He smiles big and nods. I put my phone back up. "He said sure." I tell Avery.

"EEEKKKK!" She yells.

"Ow. So do you want to meet us at the restaurant across from the coffee shop in about 20 minutes so we can all grab some breakfast together?" I ask.

"Yes! See you then!!" Avery says, excited, then hangs up the phone. I look up at Nash and laugh.

"So, you ready to meet your crazy fan." I ask him.

"As ready as I'll ever be." He replies, laughing.

Ciao!                

Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've just been busy with school and friends and those kinds of things.

Soo I hope you like it so far.

*"Apology to:'3 Pathetic People Make Cringe-Worthy Statements On A Couch For 9+ Minutes"

There was this video, by TheThirdPew, that talked about how Nash and Cam and JC should make an apology video. He made a joke that that was what the title should have been.

Also, I know that sometimes Siena speaks in Italian, and most of you probably don't speak Italian. It's not important. I usually put most of the cussing into Italian to make it more appropiate. You can look it up on Google Translate or something if you really want to know. I honestly don't care.

So, anyway, I hope you're enjoying the story, and stay tuned for more!

~Sammy