Babysitting Skylynn Grier

Chapter Three

*Nashs POV*

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"Hello, what is this?" Carter asks himself and I open my eyes to roll them. "She sleeping?"

"Yeah. Just fell asleep again." Her hands slide through my hair every once in a while when she moves her legs.

"It's nice." Carter says happily. "It's nice to see you happy. A real smile too. Not the ones that we occasionally put on for the meet-and-greets." He states as Gilinsky and Johnson walk in.

"What's nice?" They say in unison. "Stop that. That's weird. No seriously." They mirror each other until they break out in laughter.

"Is that Sarah?" Gillinsky asks quietly while bending down to my eye level, yet to be pulled back by Johnson onto his ass. "Dick head."

"Fart bubble." He counters.

"Seriously? Jack you could do better." Carter laughs.

"Its all I could think of!" He crosses his arms sticking his tongue out. After us laughing at Gillinsky there was an awkward silence in the room.

"So, what's up guys?" Carter asks breaking the silence. "Cause ya know, stuff." I sigh from exhaustion of being surrounded by these guys. In our vines and YouTube videos it looks like we can't be separated, and that's completely true. But at times like these where I'd just like some privacy would be great.

I begin to block their voices out thinking of her.

But... Why was she crying?

Why is she so light?

How does she consume my thoughts?

How does she make me so anxious to hang onto every word she says?

She confuses me in so many ways that it makes my head and thoughts all blurry.

But at the same exact time she brings clarity to so many things in my life that were just the blurs I have with her whenever she's near me.

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"Nash... Nash... Nash!" I groan and cover my ears. "Nash, it's Sarah. Wake up fluffy head." I slowly open my eyes and uncover my ears to be inches away from Sarah's face. "Wake up," she whispers and slowly sits up on me. "You have a meet and greet in thirty minutes..." She looks down playing with the corner of the blanket avoiding my gaze.

"What time is it?" My heart slowly breaking with each second that goes by. I don't want to leave, not without her anyways.

"12:30... The other guys left already." She gets up leaving the blanket walking back to my room. I follow after her quickly and close the doors behind us. "Um, I don't know where my clothes went... Well that sounds stupid."

"Keep mine, please, they look good on you." I smile and wrap my arms around her and she leans into me. "You can come to the meet and greet, be backstage." She stays quiet for a while until she nods her head yes.

"Just don't expect me to go up with you. I don't want to, it's too early." She looks around the doom and then runs to my dresser and picks out an outfit quickly and throws it at me. "It's 12:35 Nash! Hurry up!" She pushes me into the bathroom and closes the door. I laugh as I put on a pair of black skinny jeans and a light blue t-shirt. "I got your shoes hurry up. Forget your hair!" I scoff as I put gel in my hair and walk out getting hit in the face with my blue Vans.

"Owwww." I cover my right eye that got hit with the heel of my shoe. I reach my arm out trying to grab something to steady my balance that was thrown off.