The story of us~ Magcon Fanfic

Chapter 41

I know Magcons not over but it won't be the same so why even keep it going..

Some people are saying Bart wanted more money and some are saying the boys did. I mean Bart's who got then more known.. So I'm just alittle confused. But it's whatever.

No matter what there doing,

I'll never stop supporting the boys.

Ever .

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~Jess's POV~

"What the fuck." I whisper to myself as I stand up from the corner I was laying in.

"What the fuck!" I yell out much louder then I wanted.

Footsteps run towards my room.

Of course.

I'm still crying so I must look like a mess. Hopefully it's no one that will care.

"What's wrong?" Aaron races over to me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I grip onto him as if when I let go he'll disappear. To be honest I don't even know what to tell him.

"Th-the results." I say between breathes.

"I don't understand. N-Nash?" I wipe my eyes and look at his face.

His mouth could probably touch the floor.

"You had sex with Nash?" He talks quiet and sits me onto the bed.

"N-no? That's the thing I'm con.." I cut myself off.

Wait.

I start to remember.

{FLASHBACK}

"Nash what are you doing?" I whine pulling him onto the bed.

"I'm trying to change into pajama pants but the damn button isnt working."

I giggle.

"Let me help." My fingers fiddle with the button that's keeping his monster from me.

Finally it pops open.

I start cracking up.

"What's the issue." He throws a pillow at my stomach and laughs.

The room twirls.

I yank down his pants, which signals he can put his other ones on.

But he doesn't.

"Well if you won't tell me I won't put pants on." His raspy voice sends butterflies wild in my stomach.

I shrug my shoulders and lay back.

The room spins once again.

My legs are laying open and my arms above my head.

I hadn't even realized I wasn't wearing pants. And Nash wasn't wearing a shirt.

Just his abs and bright green boxers.

He starts walking over to the bed again.

I just lay there.

Before I can move Nash is laying between my legs.

I let out a gasp from all the pressure he's putting on me.

"I think you drank alittle too much Jess." He traces a line down my arm.

I see two of him for a moment and then bite my lip.

"Oops." I start laughing again. This time for no reason.

He starts moving lower and lower. Until his heads between my legs.