100 What Ifs..

Chapter 25 ~ Too Good To Be True

Sam's P.O.V.

As the water hit me so did my thoughts.

Travis could have been trying to apologize for everything. I could have possibly made it worst. Whatever. I want to sleep. So fucking tired.

Nash boxes? He does seem like he does. He has the body and everything. Gosh, that just makes him even more perfect.

I turned off the shower. And heard a zip. Is Nash in here?! I froze. I'm naked in the shower with only a curtain between Nash and I.

"N-Nash get the hell out." I said. Popping my head out to see what he's doing. He looked directly into my eyes and bent down. His hands out stretching to reach my clothes.

Oh hell to the no.

He smirked and left with the door open. At least he didn't grab my towel. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around myself. I stepped out into the freezing air.

"You are so going to pay, Nash!" I yelled. I walked out the door and looked both ways in case he might jump out.

He wasn't even in my room. "Nash?" I asked pretty much to no one. "Where are you?" I sighed. "Ugh!"

I walked over to my closet and grabbed my black spandex and a loose shirt. I bent down to the bottom and grabbed an underwear from my small drawer.

I walked back to the bathroom and got dressed. "You have some big ass confident to dress in front of me." I literally had a heart attack. "What the hell are you doing in here?!"

He smirked, "I'm really stealthy in case you haven't noticed." I rolled my eyes and went out the bathroom.

I feel so violated now and I would scream my head off but I'm so sleepy and tired of arguing. Good thing I bushed my teeth in the shower.

I can hear Nash laughing and following me out the bathroom. I plopped onto my bed, tired as fuck.

Nash plopped onto my bed also. "Are you mad?" he asked me. I wasn't but I still didn't answer. So tired. "Aw, Sam please don't be mad." I laughed. I couldn't help it.

He was practically begging me to not be mad at him. I turned to my left to face him. "I'm not mad just tired."

He nodded and dozed off. Really?! I thought this was my room!

Wait.. revenge. Never too late for that. I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and a black sharpie. With the sharpie in my right hand and my phone in my left I was thinking of what to draw and got the perfect idea!

I drew what I wanted to draw. he stirred sometimes but he didn't wake up. Whew!

I was finally done and took a picture. Three to be exact.

I closed my door and put the sharpie away and put back my phone. I turned off the lights and crawled into bed.

Not even five seconds later I felt arms wrap around me. I got pulled in closer to Nash. I would be lying if I said I didn't like it.

I sniffed his scent and it smelled like Axe. I don't know which one, all I know is that it smelt so good.

"Are you sniffing me?" Nash asked in his sleepy sexy voice. I didn't even care if it was embarrassing.

"Yep." I said, popping the 'p'. Nash chuckled and went back to sleep. It was a bit cold so I snuggled in closer and Nash held tighter.

I couldn't help but smile and I know Nash is smiling. I can feel his lips curl against my head. Even behind his devilish demeanor he can be sweet. I just wish this could last.

But it's too good to be true.