The Ultimate Race. SLOW UPDATES!

A Little Bit of History

Hi. I have nothing to say really. Besides nobody reads this story. But whatever. I really like Jack Frost.

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Nash's POV:

I come back into the living room with the peas and ace bandage and see Hayden sitting with Mack's foot in his lap.

He looks deep in thought. I clear my throat to get his attention.

He jumps and holds his hands out. I toss the stuff to him and he catches it with ease. I guess playing football helped his coordination skills.

He starts working on Mack's ankle while I flop down onto my recliner.

"You really like her, huh?" I look up from my lap as Hayden talks.

I sigh. "I don't know how I feel about her exactly. I just..." I sigh again.

"Is this about Nessie?" He asks, cautiously.

"Hayden. I loved her. I loved her so much."

"She didn't deserve you man. She cheated on you and I know you miss her. But it's better that she's gone." He says, finishing wrapping Mack's ankle.

"I know" I say and get up, walking towards Hayden, gently picking up Mack's light body.

"I'm gonna take her up to my room." I say, walking toward the steps.

"I'm leaving man. I'll be back later. I gotta go home and take care of Jessie. She's been home all day and I promised I would spend time with her." He sighs. "its been hard on her, ever since mom passed and dad left. she needs me more than ever now." he grabs his hoodie off the back of the chair.

"Okay man. Stay with your sister. Bring her back with you, she can come and see Mack. She's always welcome here, you know that. She could probably use a girl around, Mack too. Bring her back later tonight and and you can both stay the night." I say, shifting my weigh on my feet.

Hayden nods and walks out the door, calling goodbye one more time.

I walk up the steps and into my bedroom. I lay Mack down on my bed and start to lean back when she wraps her arms around my neck.

"Please stay." A soft whisper leaving her mouth. I grin slightly.

"Hold on. Let me change. I'll get you a shirt." I say, and turn towards my dresser.

When I turn back around I gasp, my eyes going wide.

Mack sits on my bed with her bare legs hanging over the side, her feet just touching the ground. Her dirty jeans and t-shirt lay on the floor at the foot of my king sized bed.

Her skin is bronze colored, set off by her hot pink bra and lime boy shorts. Her bra gives a perfect amount of cleavage. God. She is just gorge-.

I shake myself out of my thoughts, and grab a t-shirt for her. I toss it at her and it hits her face. She is so tired.

I gently pull the shirt over her head, and lay her down and pull the covers over her before pull of my shirt and pants and tossing them and her clothes into my laundry basket in the corner of my room.

I climb into the other side of my bed, getting under the covers.

I start to fall asleep when I feel goosebumps start on my legs, giving me chills.

Mack's toes.

She presses her toes even farther into my legs, and twists her legs with mine, trying to warm her tiny body.

I wrap my arms around her waist, and tug her to my bare chest.

She makes a small noise, and snuggles closer to me.

Man, I could get used to this. I think, smiling before closing my eyes, letting sleep overcome me.

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I know. This is really really short. (For those who read this. All 40 of you.)

1. Jack Frost =Awesomeness 👍

2. Update- again soon. This week maybe.

3. Happy graduation to everyone. I've been out for 2 weeks. 🎓🎉🎁

4. Dang odd numbers...