Hello

•Eighteen•

*Nash's P.O.V.*
Sierra got a pregnancy test and we went to my house. My parents aren't home, thank god. She took the test, and it takes like a few minutes for the results. She showed me the stick, and she's not pregnant

"I knew you were lying, what the hell is wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry Nash! I was desperate! I want you so bad and I want to be with you, so that's the only thing that came to my mind"

"You think I would be with you just because you're pregnant? Think again. I don't like you, I never did, I'm sorry. That's the reason I ended it with you. And I have someone else, I didn't mean to lead you on. But I'm sure you'll have plenty of other guys so yeah"

"Who's the girl?"

"Uh, none of your business"

"Nash, you really are an asshole"

"Yeah? And what are you? You're nothing better. Lying to a guy to make him be with you, and not to mention you sleep around with so many guys. You're also such a bitch to everyone, so I'm sorry, but I would rather be an asshole then you"

"All I can is good luck to that poor girl"

"Get the fuck out of my house"

"Goodbye Nash"

"Bye" God, the nerve she has, who does she think she is? I'm so pissed off right now. I want to see Stella, but I don't even know if she wants anything to do with me.

*Stella? Can I see you later?* it took awhile to reply, but she eventually did

*Um, yeah sure, where?*

*The park at 9*

*Okay, I'll see you then*

*Stella's P.O.V.*
"Guys, Nash wants to see me later"

"Say yes!" Coming from Ella, that was really shocking

"I'm shocked you want me to"

"I just want you to be happy, and to figure him out"

"Aw, thanks! What do you think Eva?"

"Huh? Oh yeah you should" what is going on with her?

"Do you even hear us speaking?"

"Yes, I do, geez sorry"

"No, clearly Matt is more important"

"Ella come on that's not true!"

"Yeah Ella it's not, I'm sorry, I'm just trying to get to know him"

"Well, you barely talked to us today because you're glued to your phone" ohmygod

"You know what? I'm leaving"

"Eva, don't go!"

"No, Ella is being rude, and I'm over it. What is your deal?"

"Oh my god chill out, sorry I was telling you how I felt, why is that such a crime? It just seems like Matt is more important then us, and you barely even talked to us today"

"That's not true, stop saying that. I don't want to argue, so I'm just gonna go. Bye guys" great. Just great.

"Are you for real Ella?"

"What? What did I do!?"

"You literally just freaked out on her for no reason! Do you know how long she's liked Matt? It's a big deal for her!"

"You know what? I'm out of here. I'm so sick and tired of always being blamed and being yelled at"

"Okay Ella, that's not true, but whatever"

"Yeah, whatever is right. Goodbye" she left. This is so annoying. I don't need drama. I don't want to fight, why is this happening? Whatever. It's 7:30, and I have to go get ready. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth. Then I straightened my hair. I wanted to put on makeup, but fuck it. Then I went to go pick out something to wear. It's pretty chill outside, so I wore dark high waisted jeans, a plain black long sleeved shirt, and an olive green jacket. I put on my black combat boots, got my purse, and was on my way to see Nash.

I got to the park, and I saw him sitting on the swings. I went over to him, and he smiled at me.

"Hi Nash" I sat on the swing next to him.

"Thanks for coming, I just want to explain today"

"You don't have to, it's okay"

"I do. Listen, Sierra is nothing. I never liked her, and I honestly feel bad for leading her on the way I did. So, I ended things with her. I ended things with her because you're the one I want, and then she texted me today to meet her at panera. I went to go meet her, and she told me how she wants me and she likes me, and wants to date, but I said no. I said no because I like you, and then..."

"What Nash?"

"She told me she was pregnant" When he said that, I went blank. She's pregnant?

"I know what you're thinking. But don't worry, she isn't pregnant. She just made it up because she was desperate and wanted me to be with her. She thought her being pregnant would make us be together"

"How do you know?" Thank god.

"Because I made her take a test, and she's not pregnant"

"Wow, Nash, that's uh...crazy. Have you guys..."

"Once. One drunk stupid mistake."

"Have you been with a lot of girls?"

"I guess. I wouldn't say a lot, and I'm sorry if this hurts you, But I did sleep with some of them, but that's in the past. I regret it all. I didn't want to date them, and it didn't really go far. I guess I was only with those girls because I got hurt a lot before, and I thought that would numb my pain" that makes sense.

"I'm sorry Nash, that sucks. If I knew this before, I wouldn't have thought of you so badly and judged you" he looked me in the eyes

"Don't apologize, don't apologize to me, I don't deserve your apology. You're so much better then me, and I don't deserve you, I don't even know why you're here or why you like me"

"Oh Nash, please don't say that. Don't say things like that to me. You got hurt, and just because you screwed up doesn't mean anything. It doesn't justify who you are. You tried to find a way to numb the pain, and it's okay. That was the past, and this is the now. Thank you for opening up to me, and for trusting me" I looked at him and I saw tears in his eyes

"Nash, are you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. That's just so nice of you to say, and it means a lot. Thank you for giving me a chance" I wiped away his tears

"Of course" he got up from the swings, took my by my hands, and pulled me up. I hugged him. We hugged for awhile. He let go, and he took my hand. We went for a walk around the park, and just talked about random things. It was getting late, and we both decided to go home. He walked me to my car

"Thanks for hanging out with me, Stella"

"You're welcome" he kissed me on the cheek, and I got in my car and left. I couldn't stop smiling. That was amazing, and he cleared my mind from all of the drama. When I got home, I changed right into my pajamas and went straight to bed. Tonight was magic, and Nash Grier is perfection.