The next day I woke up with Nash, remembering what happened. "Nash?" "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine, please don't leave yet." "I'm not leaving Nash I won't." I saw him smile. "I love you Kayla."
I was a bit taken aback by this I mean I don't love him like that maybe as a friend but not as a boyfriend or anything like that. "Nash, you know we're only friends right? I-I'm back with Trevor you know that." "I know." "I need to go back to Trevor soon though." "You can leave when I wake up." He smirked. "You're already awake." "No I'm not its only... What time is it?" "Almost eleven." "Ugh I need to get up I want food." He groaned. "You should go back to the house with me." "Really?" "Yeah I mean they want to know how you're doing."
My phone vibrated, I got a text from Trevor.
From: Trevvy
Hey uhm everything okay?
To: Trevvy
Yes everything is fine. We'll be down in like 15 minutes?
From: Trevvy
We'll?
To: Trevvy
Yes, Nash and I. Problem?
From: Trevvy
No.... I'll see you then I love you. Xx.I smiled. "What?" Nash asked. "Trevor texted me." "Oh. Um I'm gonna shower and such then we can go." "Okay." I didn't have any clothes with me so I couldn't get changed. "I'll be downstairs if you need me." "Okay"
I went downstairs to find Taylor, Cameron and Aaron. "Hey guys." "You slept with Nash?" Cameron asked. "Not like sexually, but yeah I did." "Oh." "Yeah, Nash and I are gonna go back to the house once he's ready so um yeah." "Okay." Aaron said. "Kayla, there's another party tonight are you gonna go?" Taylor asked. "I might stop by." "Cool. I mean last party was pretty fun." He smirked. I was probably blushing but I still rolled my eyes.
Nash came downstairs. "I'm ready." He looked really hot. What? I have a boyfriend. But he looks so hot his messy hair and stop you have a. B. O. Y. F. R. I. E. N. D. Yeah Trevor remember him? But Nash. "Kayla are you ready?" "Oh um yeah." I blushed.
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Teen FictionTrevor Moran FanFic. It's about young love. There is a lot of swearing. It's not smutty.