Love and Loss

Kash Forever

  *Nash's POV*

We finish dinner and decide to walk around the city. We walk past a group of fans and they all start screaming.

"Nash! Oh my gosh! Who's that bitch?!" One girl yells pointing at Kylie.

"Kylie stay away from Nash you don't deserve him!" Another yells.

"I'm gonna kill you!" The next yells and launches herself at Kylie.

"Hey! Knock it off! What's your problem!" I yell pulling Kylie behind me and out of that girls path. "Why do you guys have to hate on her!?"

"Because she's a little slut!" The first girl yells. Kylie cringes and tightens her grip on my arm.

"You know what stop!" A short red headed girl yells. "Kylie is amazing and doesn't deserve this hate! What in the world did she do to you?!" She turns to me and Kylie "I can't believe it's you! Can I have a picture?" She says pulling out her camera.

"Sure!" I say smiling and walk over to her for the picture.

"Here I'll take it and thank you." Kylie says holding her hand out for the camera.

"Um I was talking to Kylie." The girl says awkwardly.

"Oh great I'll take the picture!" Kylie smiles  I'm so happy that she's not just getting hate.

"Really?!" She says almost to the point of tears. She walks over to the girl and hugs her for the picture.

"Thank you so much!" The girl says crying.

"No problem! What's your twitter?" Kylie asks taking out her phone.

"@kashforever" She blush's.

"Aww Cash Nash and Cam." Kylie says smiling.

"No it's you and Nash." The girl says confused.

"Oh. Really! That's adorable! Well I followed you thank you so much!" 

Kylie puts her arm in mine and rests her head on my chest as we start to walk down the streets of New York. Kylie takes out her phone and goes on twitter.

"Oh my gosh!" Kylie screeches.

"What?" I ask laughing.

"Look!" I look at her phone and #Kashforever and #WhyweloveKash is trending worldwide.

"See they love you!" She looks so happy. She puts her phone in her pocket smiling ear to ear. We keep walking until we get to the car.

"I love you Nash." She says as we get in the car.

"I love you too." I say kissing her on the lips and start the car.

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We get into the hotel room and Kylie flops onto the bed.

"Maybe you should change first?!" I laugh.

"To tired." She complains.

"Come on." I say nudging her playfully.

"Fine." She mumbles and shuffles to the bathroom. She walks out and she's wearing grey pyjama shorts a white tank top and her hair is in braids. "Happy?" She giggles.

"I am now." I joke she sticks out her tongue and I snap a picture.

"Got it!" I say showing her the picture.

"Nash! Delete that right now!" She says mortified.

"I'm posting it on twitter!"

"You better not I look like a monster!"

"You look great!"

"No."

"Please... " I pout.

"Fine but only because your adorable." She says walking over to me and sitting on my lap. I post the picture and the comments start rolling in.

"Nash?" She says biting her lip.

"Yeah?" I say grabbing her so her legs are around my waist and she's facing me.

"Do you wanna?" She looks down at my shirt still biting her lip.

"Wanna?" I say wanting to kiss her so badly.

"Wanna..." She kisses me "Do a live stream?!" She says getting up and grabbing my computer.

"You're such a damn tease." I say starting up the live stream.

"Hey guys its me Nash and I have a very special guest!" I say as the live stream starts.

"Hey guys!" Kylie says waving at the camera.

"This is Kylie and I'm currently not talking to her." I say turning my back.

"Aww why Nash?" Kylie pouts.

"Because you're a little tease."

"What can I do to make it up to you?"

"Kiss me?"

"Fine if I have to." She laughs and leans in to kiss me I smash my lips into hers. She tries to cover the camera but I don't let her. She finally pulls away for a breath. I look at her and she rolls her eyes I just smile at the camera.

"I wuv you." I say in a baby voice.

"I wuv you too." She sarcastically sighs and kisses me on the cheek.

"Let's read some comments!" I say scrolling through some. "Ok first one from @JakeMiller Kylie is so freaking..." I read and then stop.