Bae || n.g.

Chapter 8

"Passengers, we have reached our destination. Welcome to North Carolina," were the words that woke me up. Along with Nash bouncing in the seat next to me. Hayes and I looked at each other and shook our heads.

As soon as we were off the plane, we went to get our luggage and were trying to find Nash's parents who were picking us up.

"There they are!" Hayes yelled pointing to a family with an older brother, young girl and two adults. Nash and Hayes sprinted to them. I grabbed the carry-ons and gestured for the caddy to follow.

"And who is this, Hayes?" the woman asked. Nash and Hayes turned around and started laughing. I stopped.

"That's not-my girl-friend. T-that's Nash's," Hayes got out in between gasps of air and giggling.

"Oh, I'm so sorry er...what's your name again?" the woman asked.

"I'm Ireland. Ireland Europe," I stuck my hand out. She looked at it and then back at me. I slowly let my hand fall to my side. I suddenly found interest in my black Converse. My feet were in a fifth position and I switched them to parallel.

"Mom!" Nash scolded. His mom just shrugged and walked over towards the man and whispered something in his ear, of which he laughed behind his hand. Nash grabbed my hand and pecked my cheek before handing out the carry-ons to Hayes.

"Hi, you're really pretty!" a small voice said in front of me. My head shot up and saw a little girl. I saw the girl in Target back home. When I first met Nash. Four months ago. (A/N: I know it hasn't been that long technically but just roll with it.)

"Well, thank you very much, sweetie," she nodded and skipped over to, I'm guessing, Nash's parents and hopped into the dad's arms. The mom glared at me and the dad kept staring at me.

"Hey Nash, can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked. He nodded and we pulled back from the group.

"Do I look okay? Did I say something weird?" I asked.

"Of course not, babe. Why?" He asked.

"I just don't think they like me very much. Maybe I should just get a flight home. I could meet them some other time later in our relationship," I suggested.

"No, it's fine. It doesn't matter what they think. They're just being a little weird right now. I promise," he lifted my chin and softly pecked my nose. He grabbed my hand and we jogged back to his parents car, which was now full of maybe 10 suitcases.

"So, Isabell, what do your parents do," the man from the front asked. I still don't know anyone's names.

"Chad, it's Ireland," Hayes said, somewhat annoyed.

"Okay...?" he said and looked at me in the rear view mirror.

"My dad organizes conventions and stuff. So things like Magcon and Vidcon. My mom is a manager for bunch of different celebrities. They're both usually really busy," I said looking out the window.

"Do you have any siblings?" Skylynn asked.

"Yes. I have an older brother, Cyprus and 15 year old twins, Lat and Koko," I said.

"Do you have a younger sister that could play with me?" she asked hopefully.

"I don't have one your age but I'm sure my sister, Lat, would love to play with you," I replied. She clapped her hands and giggled.

"How about college?" Nash's mom turned around in the seat. The whole Grier family was looking at me.

"Uhm...I wanted to go to UCLA...or Julliard," I replied. They nodded their heads.