Iridescent [Nash Grier]

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Ashley-

I stumbled over to my bed, after tripping over a pair of jeans on my floor. As I crawled in, I slipped my shorts off, dropping them on the floor.

I reached for my phone and squinted at the bright screen in front of me. A notification from Nash Grier?

I quickly entered my pass code and immediately navigated to twitter. I read his message and my heart began to flutter. I couldn't help but wonder if there was any meaning behind his words?

I guess I'd find out soon enough.
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Nash-

I'm currently seated next to Cam on a red eye flight from LA to Orlando. we are on our way to that internship that would last about a week or so.

I woke to Cam shaking my shoulder, "Did we land?" I questioned.

"Dude we landed like five minutes ago." He laughed, picking up his carry on and shuffling past me. I followed suit.

Our driver was waiting with a black Cadillac. He drove us to our hotel where we shared a room between the two of us.

"So you excited for this thing?" I asked Cameron, as I began unpacking some clothes.

"Eh, why not?" He chuckled. "Should be some cute girls there. Maybe we can find ourselves a little something." He smirked, raising his eyebrow.

I laughed. "Yeah, maybe" I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.

After letting it warm, I stepped inside and let the steam envelop my body. I continued to wash both my hair and body before stepping onto the mat in front of the shower base.

I rubbed the excess water off of my hair before wrapping the towel around my waist, water droplets cascading down my defined torso.

I threw on a pair of sweatpants and hopped onto my bed. I glanced over at Cam, only to find him asleep.

I quickly skimmed my social media, before passing out.
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Ashley-

I hated flying, but unfortunately it was almost necessary for this trip.

I had arrived at my hotel last night and almost bumped into Nash and Cameron. But the elevator doors closed before I could catch it.

Today was the day. I was going to learn so much and meet so many new people. I couldn't wait.

I woke up extra early to get ready. I tied my wavy hair into a bun after completing my makeup; which consisted of my essential foundation + powder duo, a shimmery shadow, winged eyeliner and mascara.

I then proceeded to dress into a denim miniskirt, white crop top and red flannel. I paired this with white vans and diamond studs in my ears.

I arrived at the venue early so I could scope out a good seat. I chose one a couple rows from the front, so I wouldn't seem too clingy.

Slowly everyone started to arrive, but I just continued to doodle in the notebook on my lap. Unaware someone had sat down beside me and began watching , as I scribbled my pen across the page.

"That's really good." A somewhat familiar voice spoke.

I looked up, only to find the infamous Nash Grier.

"Oh thanks." I said blushing. "I'm Ash-"

"Ashley Faith right?" He said, flashing a toothy grin. "I'm Nash."

"It's great to meet you Nash." I laughed, offering my hand. Which he took signal and shook.

I hadn't noticed but the room was basically full and the meeting was about to begin.

"Guess that's my Que." He smiled, and proceeded to walk to the front of the room, taking a seat between Cameron Dallas and some pretty girl whom I didn't know.

The seminar lasted about 6 hours and we were finally released. I began gathering my belongings and walked toward the exit.

I hand grabbed my arm. "Hey what are you doing tonight Ashley?" I turned to find Cameron.

"I was just going to go back to my hotel room." I shrugged.

"Why don't you come with us?" He said motioning to a group of people, Nash included.

I glanced down at my phone as I received a message from Evan.

"Miss u babe. How's everything going?"

I quickly locked my phone and looked up at Cameron, who was still waiting for a response. "Sure, sounds fun." I smiled, feeling a little guilty for ignoring my boyfriend.

"Great!" He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the rest of the group.

I looked around at the faces, some I didn't know. Others were Matt Espinosa, Jack Johnson, Jack Gilinsky, Kenny Holland, Sam Wilkinson and if course Nash and Cameron.

"So what are we gonna do?" Kenny addressed the group.

"I can think of a few things." Sam laughed, sending a smirk my way.

Oh my god. What did I just get myself into?
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A/n- sorry it took a while for an update I've been busy with my senior project. Anyways pretty please comment and all that other junk because I want to know what people think of my story otherwise I'll stop updating 😊 also you guys can follow me on tumblr @caniffism or twitter @taylorbruhniff these are appreciated ❤️ love ya rad beasts