*3 weeks later*
"Whenever, wherever were meant to be together!" I sang along to my queens Shakira's song. Everybody already went their separate ways home after Magcon. The girls surprisingly went to Jacks and Taylor's house instead of coming straight home. Like who am I going to go to Starbucks everyday to get a coffee? But it doesn't matter with me because as long as they're happy I'm happy.
"Leah! Nash is here!" Jason exclaimed while bursting in my room. I turn down my music before honing in on him.
"What?"
"Nash. He's here." Oh, right.
"Where is he?"
"He's right behind me." My eyes widen before turning to my mirror and see my horrendous state. My hair is in the messiest ponytail it can be in, like to the point where strands are falling out and I'm wearing a shirt that has old coffee stains. I look back to Jason and nod my head telling him to leave. He steps out of the way and let's Nash walk through. And of course he looks phenomenal while I look like shit. I don't see how this is fair. Nash shuts the door on the way in before coming towards me engulfing me in a hug.
"Hey babe" I murmur into his shoulder and must I say he smells really good, like really good.
"Hey cool one" I look at him surprised. He finally admitted im the cool one.
"It's about time. I was actually going to give in and say your the cool one but that works to." He looks at me and smiles softly while seeming hesitant to look me in the eyes. I ignore it. Its been like this since the last week or so.
"Trust me, it took all the power I had to make that sentence come out. Don't make me regret it." I look up at him, still in his arms and smile , placing a soft kiss on his cheek. I let go before grabbing clothes from my dresser to change in.
"Where're you going?" He questions me.
"To change?" I say as if he couldn't tell from the clothes in my hand.
"Why?"
"Why do you ask so much questions?" I laugh. He waved me off before going on his phone. I scurry to the bathroom quickly changing into a pair of soccer shorts and my Daryl Dixon muscle tee. Quickly fixing my hair , I'm back in my room.
"So what are we going to do today?"
"Anything you want"
"Yeah but I want to do nothing" I said.
"Than nothing is what we do" He lays back down on my bed. Actually on another thought maybe I do want to do something. I mean like Nash is there laying down, doing nothing, I can do a lot of things with that. I smirk to myself of my thoughts before climbing on the bed laying down next to him. He looked up at me for a second before turning his attention back to his phone. I take my left hand running it up and down his torso, trying to grab his attention. Tapping my fingers repeatedly on his chest seeing if anything would work but he won't get off his damn phone of his.
"Nash"
"Hmm"
"Are you even alive right now?"
"I'm breathing aren't I?" Idiot. Obviously I know your breathing, I scold him in my head.
"I'm bored"
"Sorry nothing I can do about that" I sit up sighing, annoyed by the fact that Nash doesn't see what I want to do. Standing up I walk to my door about to leave.
A pair of lips surprisingly crashes onto mine like a blazing fire, making me moan softly. Feeling him smirk into the kiss, his hands roamed my upper body occasionally going a little lower than usual. His lips makes there way down my jaw and to my neck, sucking roughly, leaving a mark.
I could only imagine what Jason is going to do when he sees it. Why am I thinking about my brother? This is weird.
He pulled me towards the bed putting me underneath and him on top and I didn't stop him once. Helplessly tugging at the bottom of his shirt, he pulls it over his head revealing his abs.
Oh shit. V-line. I see V- line.
His hands roams under my muscle tee, running them along my stomach and up to my bra. He tugs on the bottom of my shirt indicating my to take it off. I arch my back so he can slip it up and over my head. He pulls me up making me get on top which I gladly do. Like who wouldn't want to be on top of Nash Grier.
"Babe" he mumbles softly into my neck while kissing it gently.
"Mm?"
"We gotta stop. I have to tell you something" I look at him curiously but he looks away with the same look he had earlier.
"Nash, what's wrong?" I ask worriedly.
"You really not going to like it. I'm sorry."
"If you tell me now it'll be okay" I assure him. I lay my head oh his shoulder while he runs his hand up my arm.
"You're really going to hate me."
"I could never hate you" I kiss his shoulder softly.
"I'm so sorry" he sobs before taking me into a full hug. I was able to feel his tears running down his cheeks.
"Nash what wrong, you're scaring me"
"We just got back together"
"And we'll stay together"
"Not after what I tell you" I get off his lap scared for what's next. Grabbing my shirt off the floor I slip it over my head. I stay standing up looking at Nash cry. I want to hug him, make him feel better, to get back to what we were doing but he's pushing me away. He won't tell me what's wrong. And what he said next was something I hoped to never hear him say again.
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I'm so sorry it's been so long! This is definitely not my best chapter but it's what I have so far. Vote and comment! Love yaaa
Xxlee
