I'm Yours

Chapter 1

"Nash!" I yell with tears in my eyes as I run to him from across the airport.
"He lets go of his bags and catches me as I jump into his arms.
His hands glide past my butt as my legs wrap around him.
"God, Alli. I missed you so much." He whispers in my ear as he strokes the back of my head.
"I know, Nash. I missed you more." I say as I unwrap my legs from his body and let go of his neck.
A few people are clapping for us and Nash just bows.
"Show off." I whisper.
"But I'm your show off." He says and pats my butt.
We start walking to the parking lot where my car is parked and Nash keeps glancing over at me.
"What? Is there something on my face?" I punch his arm.
"No, no. It's just... I think you've gotten even more beautiful since I saw you last." Nash says and kisses my cheek.
"Awe. I'm lucky to have such a sweet best friend." I say and Nash smiles.
It's been 5 months since I last saw my best friend Nash Grier.
Yea, THE Nash Grier.
He's been L.A. living and meeting fans and it seems to make him happy so I'm not going to be the one to stop him.
He comes home every few months usually but not this trip. And I know you're thinking "They're not best friends. Best friends don't touch each other's butts or hold each other or kiss each other," but we do.
We've been friends since kindergarten and we tell each other everything. Everyone tells us to date but we've never really gotten around to it.
Nash hates feeling tied down. If he really feels like he loves a girl, he'll date her. If she's not worth his time, he won't. It sounds cruel, I know, but it's not.
"5 months was too long. You should've seen how much Cam wanted to come. He almost cried. Literally." Nash says as he opens the passenger door to my red Camaro.
A gift from my grandpa. We're really close.
"Awe. I miss that goof. Carter, too." I smile and start the engine.
"Nah, Carter's changed." Nash says and yawns.
"I can tell from Twitter. I still miss him though." I look over to Nash and he's already falling asleep.
"Long flight?" I ask and he nods.
"Lean your seat back, relax." I say and Nash does.
"I missed you so much." He lies his hand on my upper thigh and I smile at him.
"Nash, I missed you too. So, so much. Now, sleep. I'm dropping you off at Chads, right?"
"Yea. And then I'm taking you to dinner tonight. So we can spend some quality time together. Pick you up at 8." He smiles while his eyes are closed.
"Sounds good," I giggle.
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I drop Nash off at his dad, Chads, house.
I've spent a lot of time here while Nash was away, playing with his younger sister, Skylynn and hanging out with his 14 year old brother, Hayes.
"I'll see you at 8. Thanks for the ride home." We hug and he wheels his suitcase inside with him.
I pull up to my grandpas house, 2 houses away from Chads, and get out.
"Well, hello there dear." My elderly grandfather picks flowers from his garden. Probably to put on grandmas grave.
"Hey there, gramps." I pat his back.
"How's Nash?" He asks.
"He's great." I smile.
"Are you two dating yet?" Grandpa asks with his blue eyes sparkling.
"No, grandpa. We're just friends. Best friends. But he is taking me out tonight." I laugh.
"That'll be fun. There's twenty dollars on the kitchen table for a tip." He points inside.
"No, grandpa. Nash will pay. You know he's got enough," I laugh.
Even though my grandfather is a very wealthy man, I hate taking money from him.
"Would you like me to put some flowers on your mom and dads graves while I'm visiting Lucille?" (Lucille is my late grandma). Grandpa asks and my throat goes dry.
"Sure." I manage and walk inside.
Even 4 years after my parents deaths I still get chills when I talk about it.
They died when I was 12, making me 16 right now. They were hit by a drunk driver and swerved off of a 53 foot bridge and into the water. My grandma had died 3 years before that of breast cancer.
Nash was there for me through both hard losses and he never brings either of them up because he knows how much I hate talking about it.
I've only visited my parents graves once after the funeral. Never again after that because I couldn't handle seeing their names and death dates on rocks.
I look over to the clock, it's 5. Might as well take a shower.
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Nash knocks on my door at exactly 8 o'clock and I still have 4 strands of hair to curl.
I look at myself while waiting for my hair to curl in the mirror.
My dark Jessica Simpson jeans compliment my striped crop top and my brown sweater.
I finish my hair and hear my grandpa and Nash laughing downstairs.
"I'm ready!" I yell and walk down the stairs. Nash and Gramps are looking at me and Nash's mouth is open, but only the tiniest bit.
"You look gorgeous darling." Grandpa says and I laugh.
"Thank you."
"Yea. You look great. Now can we go so you can buy my dinner please? I'm starving." Nash says, obviously joking.
Gramps and I laugh.
"Yea, like that's gonna happen." I roll my eyes and step outside.
"She's so sassy." Nash says to my grandpa and waves.
My grandpa laughs and shuts the door.
"You really do look nice." Nash says as he hands me an envelope.
"What's this?" I laugh.
"Just open it."
I open it and immediately notice all of the original MagCon (plus Jacob and Hayes) members signatures. They all know me & I know them. Except for the Jacks. I've never gotten to meet them.
I get butterflies as I think about the guys and how much I miss them.
I read the actual card. In Nash's boyish handwriting, I read: 'Dear Alli, we (the guys, Mahogany, and I) have all decided that we want you to come on tour with us! We're all getting together again and doing m&g's (meet & greets) and we want you to come with us. Please say you'll come. Everyone misses you like crazy and we seem to be a little distant when you're not with us. You're a HUGE part of our family and we want to have you with us. Please say you'll come. Love you. Sincerely, Nash, Matthew, The Jacks, Jacob, Hayes, Taylor, Aaron, Shawn, Carter, Cameron, and Mahogany. XO.
"Nash, I-" I say and find something taped to the back of the card.
"It's the plane ticket to our first meet and greet location. Please, Alli. I can't leave again without you. Please." Nash looks at me and I hear a horn.
"Nash, it's a green light!" I laugh and he takes off, laughing.
I hadn't noticed we'd both gotten in the car and were in our way to the restaurant.
We both flip the person behind us off and laugh.
"Please baby girl?" Nash sticks his lower lip out.
I take a deep breath in.
"Why not..." I giggle.
"Wow. Excited much?" Nash laughs.
"Yea! I'm super excited." I say and clap my hands.
"Good, because we leave in a week. With Hayes." Nash laughs and I squeal.
"Yay! It's going to be just like the old MagCon after Jacob and Hayes were added!" I smile and Nash smiles back.
We pull into a fancy restaurant parking lot.
When we get out Nash and I hold hands until we get to the doors.
Nash usually isn't this touchy with me, not that I'm against it, it's just unusual.
"Ladies first." Nash smiles and opens the door.
"Why thank you." I laugh and we get seated.
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While we wait for our food, Nash looks at his shoes.
"What's up?" I ask, tapping his foot lightly with my foot.
"Oh, nothing. Do you want to stay in a hotel room for tonight? Like a sleepover, like when I lived back here." Nash asks.
"Well, sure. I'd have to tell my grandpa but I'd love to." I smile.
*2 hours later*
"I'm exhausted." I yawn as we open the door to the hotel room.
"Thanks for dinner by the way." I say and look at Nash.
He's taking his shirt off.
"You're absolutely welcome Alli." He turns to me and I can tell he's been working on his abs.
I feel my cheeks get hot and turn away.
Did I just blush at Nash? No, there's no way. It's just hot in here. We're best friends.
I hear a whisper and feel Nash's breath on my neck.
"Its kind of warm in here. Let me get this."
He starts to take my sweater off and I get chills.
He's just being friendly, I remind myself.
"Alli, tell me if I'm coming on too strong but, I love you." I hear him whisper and my mouth gets dry.
"What?" I manage.
"I'm truly, deeply in love with you. I always have been. I've been keeping it in all my life." His fingertips trace my arms as I realize that I love him, too.
Not just a best friend love either. A real love. All the times I have dated guys, I've never felt the same way about them as I do about Nash. I feel real love for him. I always have.
"God." He pulls away from me and runs his fingers through his hair.
"I just messed everything up, didn't I?" He hits the wall.
"I'm sorry. I've just been holding it in for so long..." His voice trails off and I look at his lips.
Should I? No. Yes? Oh well.
I grab Nash's face and kiss him passionately on the lips.
He reaches under my crop top and rubs my bare sides.
"Alli." He moans.
"What?" I kiss his temple.
"I don't want to do this if you don't feel the same way." He kisses my collar bone.
"Nash, I do. I have for a long time."
We look into each other's eyes and he pushes my body against the wall.
He takes off my crop top, leaving me in only my jeans and a Victoria's Secret bra.
He picks me up and I wrap my legs around his body.
He falls onto the bed with me still in his arms and gets on top of me.
"Can I.." His voice trails off as he reaches for the zipper to my jeans.
"Please." I say and kiss his lips.
He takes my jeans off and I unzip his jeans.
We kiss as we both slide his jeans off.
"I missed you." He says, in between breaths.
"I missed you so much more." I whisper and get on top of him.
I kiss his lips, then his neck, then his chest. I get lower and lower until I reach his abs and realize I don't want to go any lower yet.
I come back up to his lips and he flips me over.
He grinds on me for a minute and then we sit up.
I sit on his lap and kiss him.
We just kiss for a while and I begin to cry.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Nash asks and puts his hands on my panty-covered butt.
"Don't leave me ever again." I cry.
"Don't worry. I'm not going to. You're coming with me. I'll never leave you again. Ever." He says and flips me onto the bed. He gives me my crop top and I sleep in my crop top and underwear.
He just sleeps in his underwear.
He cuddles up closer to me and I lie my head on his arm.
He plays with my hair and I kiss his free hand.
"We came close and I'm not wearing a condom. If you ever want to actually do it, tell me and I'll wear a condom. I love you." Nash says.
"I will. I love you too." I say and kiss his cheek.
"Goodnight." He says.
"Night." I smile.