Creed || Nash Grier

“If you love some thing, set it free.” Nash huffed, as he looked up at the white ceiling.

“What if it doesn't come back?” I asked, resting on his left shoulder.

He turned his head and said, “Some things go and don't.”

I laughed, making his eyebrows to scrunched. “What's funny?”

I swallowed, “You.”

“Pardon?” He smirked, as my face flushed.

“I.. why would I believe you?” I managed. He looked at me, cupping my face. “I'm serious.”

“Okay, that's what he said.” I playfully rolled my eyes. He nudged, “Hey, that's not a good impression of yours.”

“Yeah, whatever!” I sarcastically said, playing the strands of my auburn hair.

“Stop it!” He hissed. I stopped, “Why would I stop?”

“No, you stop! Crazy old man.” I spat back.

And with that, he didn't argue with me. He just laughed with me in the middle of the night.

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