Part 19

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I was jolted awake when I felt his sweaty body writhing around, kicking the covers off of himself, trying to escape something that wasn’t there. 

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, squinting into the darkness.
The clock by my bed told me it was 5 am.

Nash’s lips were parted and he was whimpering in fear.
My brain suddenly clicked and I realised he was having a nightmare.
“Nash,” I whispered.
 

He continued to squirm, his eyebrows were furrowed in pain. I couldn’t stand to see him look so scared.

“Nash please wake up,” I begged, lightly touching his arm.
I didn’t want to startle him awake, so I was trying to be as gentle as possible.

He was murmuring strings of sentences that I couldn’t quite make out.
There was beads of sweat collecting on his face.

Suddenly his eyes opened, they looked dark and terrified.
I reached out to him but he flinched away from me.

“Hey, it’s just me.” I soothed.
His alarmed eyes suddenly focused on my face and they softened.
He grabbed my extended hand and pulled me towards him.
He cradled my body against his, breathing unevenly into my neck as he inhaled my scent.
His heartbeat gradually slowed down as I stroked his hair and whispered “It’s okay” repeatedly in his ear.

"What happened?" I asked carefully as I leaned back to examine his face.
“Just a bad dream,” he commented.

"Yeah, I got that, but what happened in the dream?" I asked curiously.

"Can we not go into that right now?" He asked, rubbing his eyes.

I nodded slowly. We sat in silence for a few more moments. It became clear to me that neither one of us was going back to sleep anytime soon.

I stood up and reached out a hand to Nash.

"What’re you doing?" He yawned.

"C’mon Grier, I wanna show you something." Despite my sarcastic words, I smiled softly at him.

He stood up and we both put hoodies on.

I walked over to my window, pushing it open. I swung my legs out, leaning back to beckon Nash to follow me.

I sat on the slanted roof as he climbed out behind me.

"What’s this?" He asked quietly as he took a seat beside me.

This darkness was fading outside and I could tell the sun would rise soon.

"I used to come and sit out here with my dad when I was younger," I said, looking at the empty streets.

"Oh," Nash said, "What happened to him?"

"He died a few years ago," I said still avoiding his eyes, "And then whenever I couldn’t sleep, I’d come out here and watch the sunrise just like we used to."

"I’m sorry," Nash looked down, lacing our fingers. "I had no idea."

"Don’t be," I smiled sadly, "I’m okay now, I just figured you might like to come out here because you couldn’t sleep."

He squeezed my hand lightly.

The kind of gesture that made my heart skip a beat.

We sat in silence for a while longer, watching as strings of gold formed in the sky. It lightened from dark blue to shades of purple and pink.

The spot on the roof allowed us to see the entire sky, as well as the dead streets below us.

"This is so beautiful," Nash’s voice sounded distant, "Have you ever shown anyone this before?"

"You’re the first." I told him.

The corners of his mouth pulled up into a wide smile.

"I’m honoured." He said with a cheesy grin.

I rolled my eyes, noticing our hands which were still clasped together.

We stayed tangled together until the sun was fully up in the sky. We didn’t say much, but neither of us felt that we needed to. We were simply captivated by each others presence.

*****

Eventually, I stood up, causing Nash to stumble from where he had been leaning on me.

His eyes hooded, a sloppy smile on his face.

“Where are you going?” He asked while stretching.

I couldn’t help but notice how his arms flexed. I quickly brushed the thought from my mind. Falling for Nash Grier was out of the question.

“Back inside,” I laughed nudging him with my bare foot, “We have the whole day ahead of us.”

"We?” He asked hopefully.

“Slip of the tongue,” I smirked.

“Yeah, yeah,” he mumbled, “I’ll slip your tongue.”

I just chuckled softly as I climbed back inside.

*****

After having an uneventful breakfast of toast on my bed while Nash laughed at all of my old photo albums, and I groaned and tried to hide under the covers, we somehow ended up in a tickle fight that had him pinning me to the bed.

“Nash,” I giggled, “Stop.”

He continued to laugh, poking my sides. I pushed his chest and he rolled over, pretending to be hurt.

"What has put you in a great mood today?” I laughed lightly, I was completely perplexed by his sudden happiness.

“I dunno,” he shrugged, “I guess you just bring out the best in me.” I laughed at the irony.

“Whatever asshole,” I smiled as he fake gasped.

“Asshole?!” He asked with a giggle.

He crawled over to me, pushing me back onto the bed again. His weight held me down as his warm breath fanned across my face.

“Now that wasn’t very nice, was it?” He tutted.

“I never claimed to be nice,” I said as he grinned leaning towards me, our lips barely brushing.

“No,” he said thoughtfully, “I don’t believe you did.”

My eyes fluttered shut as our lips touched softly, his hand running along my side.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured against my lips.

I couldn’t help but smile, I didn’t know what this was, but his touch was sending electricity through me.

“Every time we fight, I start to miss you so much. Your lips are always the first thing I miss.” He rambled his thoughts aloud, “I miss how soft they are, and how their pink colour matches the blush in your cheeks.”

I felt my cheeks heat up at his words, “That colour,” he nodded.

Suddenly the doorbell rang and dragged us out of our love hazed trance.

"Shit,” he whispered, leaning his forehead against mine.

I looked into his blue eyes and I felt it.

And then I knew.

I knew it as I pushed him off and rolled out of bed.

I knew it as I jogged down the stairs and walked towards the door.

I knew it as I unlocked it and swung it back.

I knew it as I saw Matts bright face smiling at me.

I knew it as I looked into Matts eyes and felt nothing.

I was slowly falling in love with my school bully.

A/N - Ay I updated! My tumblr is magconexposed, thank you all for reading! You're all awesome! I will be starting a 5SOS fanfic on here so please let me know if you like them and which boy you think it should be about. :-)

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