Magcon: Can you feel my heart? // cash

Chapter 9

•A pretty picture but the scenery is so loud•

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Lyrics:

Send out the alarms I'm all alone.
Wrap me in your arms and take me home.
Take me home, to your heart.
I won't be happy till I'm with you.
Home for me is where you are
These four walls are nothing without you.
Home for me is where you are.
They tell me that I'll make it.
It'll only be a while, but a while lasts forever without you.

3rd POV:

Nash sat on the floor scrambling through his miscellaneous basket.

He clawed his way though the first layer of tangled Yo-yo string, old charger cords and Shoe laces. The second layer consisted of pencils and other little toy items from his childhood age. The Third and final layer, the bottom of the basket, was made of shredded paper, random notes and pictures.

He grunted as he looked through every picture that wasn't the one he was looking for. He had finally found it, being the second to last one, and sighed in relief.

He thought he lost the picture that held so much memories for him. He sat there looking at the blurred beauty in the picture. Taking in all the details of her face, body and surroundings. The girl in the black dress with the cup in her hand held the key to his heart.

Nash sat on the floor emerged in his own thoughts for the next hour.

-Meanwhile-

Cameron sat on his bed doing homework like usual. His grades was the most important thing to him, next to his mother of course.

It had been a day since what happened with Nash, but he didn't think of it as much.

He was only mad because Nash had stolen his first kiss. Sure he'd have girlfriends before, but he was too much of a wimp to make a move. It came as a shock when Nash kissed him. Cameron wanted sparks when he had his first kiss. He didn't get that at all, in fact the exact opposite. But he isn't disgusted by Nash. He understood why Nash kissed him, I mean c'mon he's hot a'f.

"Cameron honey" a voice whispered From the other side of his door.

"Yeah mom?" He replied laying his books down.

"Put your shoes on, Elizabeth invited us for tea and you can hang out with Nash"

"Kay" was all cameron said before looking under his bed for his shoes.

He was gonna March over there and tell Nash off, but in a friendly way. Cameron slipped on his vans and quickly jogged downstairs. Gina was waiting at the door.

-Back to Le Nash stalking-

"Nash!" Chad yelled up the stairs.

"what?" nash yelled back.

"Gina and cameron are coming over so clean your room!"

Nash rolled his eyes as he started picking up his shit off the floor and putting it in the basket. He didn't bother cleaning his room since he wasn't going to let cameron in anyway. It's not like he was going to ignore him the rest of his life, but just for a long periodolically time. (🌝)

The sound of the door opening and footsteps could be heard from Nash's room. He quickly got onto his bed and turned the tv on to zoey 101 on teen nick.

A soft knock echoed in Nash's room, but he ignored it. The knock got louder until the door creaked open. Cameron peaked his head in and once he realized Nash was there he quickly closed the door.

"Nash I know you're there I saw you."

Nash face palmed At cameron since he didn't just barge in.

"Come in I don't care." Nash said in a monotone voice.

The older male slowly opened the door and made his way to Nash's bed.

"Hey brotha from anotha motha" cameron said trying to sound cool.

"Jesus cam, the fu*k wrong with you?" Nash questioned rather annoyed.

"Just saying hi." Cameron looked down in disappointment of his failed attempt to make Nash chuckle.

He spotted the photo and immediately picked it up.

"Who is this?" Cameron asked staring at the girl with the black dress.

"That was my girlfriend." Nash simply replied.

"What happened?"

"She died."

The room got quiet until cameron got the nerves to say oh.

"How?" He asked facing Nash now.

Nash looked straight at the tv and sighed.

"Car crash, but it's no big deal. It's not like I loved her or anything." Nash's voice cracked the slighted bit at loved.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Cameron asked sympathetically.

"Hayes called her, told her something, she was driving, she was shocked I guess and drove in front of a gasoline truck that exploded on compact. What's there else to say?"

Cameron's face held a shocked expression. He had never heard someone talk so lightly over someone's death. Especially not a girlfriend.

"I'm going to go downstairs to see if they got anything to eat." Nash sighed and got up.

He stretched slightly before getting up and heading for the door.

"Coming?"

Cameron looked up from the picture.

"Sure."

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Short and ugly I know.

Quick update.

I got a laptop so whenever I have internet I'll try to write and hopefully update soon!

Btw if you read my marter/catt story I kinda wanna discontinue because I don't feel it as much as I did and I didn't take it in the direction I had hoped to.

Anyways thanks for 3k 🌝

Byes