POV: Nash
She needed help. Severely.
She's been through so much, and if she keeps this up she'll loose Sydney as a friend and that will crush her.
I'll talk to her mom or dad about therapy maybe...
I was currently sitting on hard marble floor outside a hospital room with Sam curled up into me. I sat with my chin resting on her hair as I breathed in the scent of her shampoo. I held her against me with arms wrapped around her, as if to shield her of her own nightmares.
I was pretty sure she had drifted off to sleep, because her breathing had slowed and her heart was no longer beating a mile a minute.
My thoughts were shattered when I heard Sam start to speak quietly.
"I know what you're thinking... And maybe you're right, maybe I do need help." She muttered almost silently. She sighed and sat up so she could look at me, her golden eyes sparked. "I've imagined my best friend's baby as a demon, Nash. Demons aren't real, right? We live in the real world, and I- I don't know what to do. I've got to go back to school...
I can't just sit and wait for her child to grow up. Or beat up the dude that raped her. Or be in a perfect relationship with you. Let alone ever looking at that child the same way again! I was in a coma and lost my memory for God's sake! I need a future.. Because right now, I have none." She finished as tears started to drip down her face. I saw her bite her lip harshly to try and not burst into tears.
I closed my eyes for a minute, trying to gather my thoughts. When I opened them, she was crying even more.
I couldn't stand seeing her like this...
Suddenly I grabbed her shoulders and brought her against my chest comfortingly.
"I know it's hard, and you're right. You need a normal life. You shouldn't have to deal with this." I muttered in her ear.
I brought her away at arms length to see her sniffling and attempting to stop crying.
"You're going to go to school, next week. No more anti social online school. A normal school with drama, bullies, preps, etc." I told her smiling slightly.
She laughed through the tears wretchedly and smiled despite herself.
"That sounds amazing." She whispered wiping under her eyes. "But only on one condition." She stated smirking.
"And what's that?" I asked rolling my eyes. The nerve of her, making conditions to go to school.
"You have to come with me. No more online school for you either." She grabbed my shirt and pulled me towards her so that our faces were centimeters apart as she narrowed her eyes suspiciously.
"That's it? I thought it was gonna be for me to buy you a car or something, but ya know this is cheaper." I laughed as i unhooked her fingers from my shirt an held her hands, just staring at her.
It felt like an eternity just looking into her eyes. It's like the most cliché thing to say, but I can see why people in movies do it.
"Umm I feel like I should ask you, since we were never really official and since the accident and-" I began, but she interrupted me.
"Nash, shut up and get to the point, please." Sam rolled her eyes still smiling.
"Well what I'm trying to say is... Will you, Samantha, be my girlfriend?" I asked, my heart thumping nervously.
"Ummmm no." Sam stated looking at me straight on and not even blinking.
I felt my heart crack, i think I kinda heard it too. How could she say no? What? I thought he liked me...
My eyes widened and I looked down at my lap and released her hands as I bit my lip in embarrassment. "Uh well I'm sorry, I totally misread that. Ugh I feel like an idiot now. I'm really sorry. I get it, I missed my chance-" I was again interrupted, but this time by lips.
Sam had crashed her lips into mine and straddled my hips as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I immediately responded, after getting over my shock, and wrapped my hands around her waist pulling her closer.
She pulled away quickly before anything could get heated. I looked at her in confusion, as she was still sitting on my lap.
"I was kidding you know. You take everything too seriously Nash." She giggled as she pecked me on the lips and hopped off of me and was on her feet in an instant.
I followed her up quickly.
"Now I'm questioning who's the real jerk here." I muttered, but smiled anyways.
I walked up to her, but she backed away until her back was against the wall and her eyes widened.
"That wasn't nice you know." I pointed out huskily as I continued to step closer.
"It was a joke I swear!" She giggled as she put her hands on my chest to keep me from coming any nearer.
I grasped her wrists with one hand and came so close that I was standing right over her and I could smell mint on her breath.
I buried my other hand into her curly hair and held her head so that she was looking up with wide bright green and gold eyes.
I pecked her on the lips quickly and smirked when she pouted and let out a sigh.
I released her and started down the hallway.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Sam had run up in front of me looking confused.
"I'm hungry." I laughed as I grabbed her hand and started dragging her towards the vending machine.
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One In a Million {Nash Grier & Cameron Dallas Fanfiction}
FanfictionCan one wrong mistake turn into the best moment of your life? Could it really be possible? Find out in One in a Million. Sydney and Samantha are best friends and Skype a ton. Like it's abnormal because they're too lazy to type stuff for texts...