Magcon Imagines

#28 Fight: Nash Grier

Imagine | Cheated yet protected 

I sat down, once again, on the hotel bed. It had been about an hour since Nash had left, and he only went downstairs to buy something to eat.

I looked around and grabbed my phone. I dialed in his number and waited.

“Hey, it’s Nash, I can’t get to the phone right now so just leave a message and I’ll try to call you back.”

I sighed, hanging up. Oh well.

Finally, the door opened. I saw Nash coming in. Something was weird about him.

His hair was all messy, he looked as if he had just come back from a ten mile race and his package was… Oh my god.

“Where were you?”

I asked, concerned about my boyfriend. 

“I told you, I went to buy a sandwich.” 

“Yeah. About an hour ago.”

“Psh.”

He laid down on the bed and I just stood there, watching him.

“What? Is there shit on my face?”

“Where were you?”

I repeated. 

“Downstairs, where the fuck do you think I was?”

I rolled my eyes in response and felt my phone vibrate. I took it out at it was a text from Matt.

‘I just saw Nash coming out of a girl’s room with really messy hair. I don’t know if it means something but I just wanted to tell you’

 with a picture of Nash hugging a short, brunette girl in a doorway.

I stared at the text and looked at the picture. I felt my eyes start to sting and my throat close up. 

Was he cheating on me? I looked at Nash until he realized what was wrong.

“Why are you staring at me like that?”

“What’s this?”

I said, my voice about to crack. I held my phone up to him, showing him the picture. 

He just stood there, in shock.

“Babe, I-”

“Who is she?”

“She’s… A-a friend.”

It came out more like a question, if you ask me. 

“I can’t believe you.”

“Hold up, let me explain.”

“You have nothing to explain Nash, you lied to me!”

I felt tears starting to flow down, but I looked down, just so Nash couldn’t see them. 

“She’s a fan, and I just wanted to do her a favor.”

“A FAVOR? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?”

I looked up, showing him my now red and puffy cheeks. 

“Calm the fuck down, god, you weren’t even there.”

“YEAH AND IT’S A GOOD THING I WASN’T YOU LIER!”

I pushed his shoulders, sending him back a little. I regretted that almost immediately. 

His face turned red from the anger and his eyes got darker.

“IT WAS NOTHING. IT BARELY EVEN LASTED FIVE MINTUES. NOTHING THAT YOU HAVEN’T DONE TO ME.” 

“WHAT THE FUCK NASH, I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU’D DO THAT!”

I pushed him once more.

This time, he pushed back.

I felt my bum hit the floor, hard enough to make me bump. I basically started crying really hard at this point.  

“Nono, babe, I’m sorry.”

Nash said, regretting his actions, bending over to me.

I heard the door opened from behind me.

“What the fuck is goi-“

It was Matt. He stopped in midsentence when he saw me on the floor crying and Nash beside me. 

“It’s none of your business.”

Nash said, standing up, as if nothing had happened.

I looked up and Matt bent down, wrapping me in his arms.

“Are you ok?”

He whispered.

I shook my head and let the tears fall, sobbing in between breaths. 

“Babe…”

He hugged me tight, and kissed my forehead.

“You son of a bitch.”

He got up and next thing I knew, he punched Nash’s jawline.  

“Matt, no!” 

Nash had punched him back.

Matt, being the protective best friend he is, wasn’t gonna leave this place without a fight.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?”

He grabbed Nash’s shirt and started punching his face multiple times. 

“MATT STOP.”

I got up, trying to separate the two of them. Matt just pushed me away and continued. 

Eventually, Nash had gotten the idea that he was getting beat up, so he reacted. He pushed Matt off him, sending him to floor and started kicking his ribs. 

“STOP IT NASH.”

I pushed him with all my strength and got them to stop fighting. Nash looked at me, pushing me, once again.

I fell down. I hate being so delicate. My body tumbled at I hit my head against the bottom of the desk that was in the bedroom.

Being the wimp I am, sobs came out of mouth.
Matt took this as an advantaged to punch Nash. Once he did so, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the bedroom.

“Are you ok?”

He asked. 

I shook my head and started sobbing hardly.

“I can’t believe he was cheating on me. And that he’d push me.” 

Matt wrapped his arms around my back, securely.

“I’m not gonna let him hurt you anymore.” 

I hugged his neck and cried.

I guess he was right, because it’s been three weeks and I still haven’t spoken to Nash.

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I dont know if I should leave this imagine like this or if I should add a part 2.

What do you guys think?

But if you guys do want a part 2 its going to take some time since I start school tomorrow and also depending on how much homework I get.

Also remember if you want an imagine just ask. Your wish is my command. :)

-Celine