Chapter Thirteen

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*NASHS POV*

I see her getting her bag from the baggage claim. I run up and hug her from behind, making her drop her bag. She turns and wraps her arms around me.

I bend my knees and pick her up, rocking us from side to side. She wraps her legs around my waist, and we stay like that for what only seems minutes. Until I hear Hannah clear her throat.

So I set her down, and push her hair out of her face. She takes my face in her hands, standing up on her tiptoes. When she's a centimeter away from my lips, she whispers,

"I missed you."

And crashes her lips into mine. We get another coughing sound, and I pull away, and instead of seeing an angered Hannah, I see the last person I wanted to see.

Rose.

What the fuck is she doing here.

"Hey Nash! I couldn't bear to be apart so I asked your parents where you were staying. And great news! My parents said I could stay in Cali the summer with you!" She yells, hugging me.

I push her off me, and I look over to see El's eyes shifting from me to Rose, with a complete look of pain and hatred across her face.

"What's wrong?" Rose says, reaching up for my face.

I do not hesitate to slap her arm away. I told her I have a girlfriend, whom I love very much.

"Rose, I told you I have a girlfriend, and I love her more than anything. We were never a thing nor will we ever be one. I suggest you leave and never come to see me again."

She crosses her arms and struts out of the airport.

By this time, Hannah is standing in front of El tucking her hair behind her ears, trying to get her to say something. Why did Rose have to get involved in this.

I walk up to them, and tap Hannah on the shoulder.

"I got her." I say.

She nods and motions towards the bags.

"Meet me in the car."

She walks off, leaving me and El alone.

I look down at her beautiful face.

Her eyes are so mesmerizing. The browns, and the beautiful streak of green.

Her perfectly proportionate face. Nothing was too big or small.

Everything about her is perfect.

"I love you. Don't worry about that. I've known her since NC, and she kissed me out of no where one day, and she thinks that 2 years later, I might love her. But she is so wrong. I don't love her, and there's no way I possibly could. Not when I've already met the girl of my dreams."

I pull her in for a hug, and kiss the top of her head.

"I love you Nash."

"I love you too."

And we walked to the car, hand in hand.

*EL'S POV*

I feel someone gently rubbing my back.

"Wake up baby." I open my eyes to see Nash hovering above me in the car.

"Welcome home." He says smiling, and grabbing my hand. I pull out of his grasp, and put both my hands up, signaling him to carry me.

He chuckles lightly, and wraps his arms around my torso.

We walk in, and Nash carries me down a set of stairs.

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