Unconditional [Sequel to Broken: Nash Grier]

Sorry

"Sucer mon cul chienne!"

My mouth dropped at him, surprised he remembered that phrase in particular.

"Did you just tell me to 'suck my ass, bitch'?" I said in an unbelieving tone.

He let out a high pitched giggle, followed by a snort, which sent me into a laughing fit.

"I can't believe you still remember that!" I exclaimed.

"How could I not? That was one of the best days in French ever. Junior year was the bomb." he continued laughing as he pulled into a Starbucks.

"Now, do you want a drink or not Delaney?" he asked as he started to get out of the car.

I smiled and quickly got out after him, letting my inner white girl be released. He let a cocky grin fall across his lips as I came up and clung to his arm. I whined to him as he walked us through the doors.

"Naaaash? Will you pwease get me a mocha cookie cwumble fwappuccino?" I asked in my absolute best baby voice.

"Of course baby Laney! Anything for yo baby boo." he jokingly pinched my cheek and started making baby noises at me.

"Alright, that's enough of that." I playfully slapped him across the face.

"Hi, what can I get for you?" the barista asked us.

"Hi, could I get one Mocha Cookie Crumble Frappuccino, and a Cotton Candy Frappuccino please?"

"Of course, what sizes?"

He looked to me and I shrugged my shoulders, forcing him to choose.

"Both Grande please."

"And the names on them..?" she asked.

"Brad and Angelina please. I think it's explanatory whose who." he winked to her.

I watched as she bit her lip to keep from laughing at his horrible fake names.

"Alright, you're total will be $10.34, and they'll be ready for you right over there." she said gesturing towards the pick up counter.

"Thanks." I said as she gave him back his change and turned to start the drinks.

"Brad and Angelina? They're not even popular anymore. You're stupid." I scolded him.

"Well sorry Miss Perfection. Next time you pay for the drinks." he shot back.

I was about to retaliate, when a voice called my name.

"Delaney?" I turned my head abruptly to see a young man working on his laptop with a Carmel Latte steaming in his hand.

Shit.

"Brett.. How are you?" I asked as I distanced myself from Nash a bit.

Nash gave me a weird look as Brett stood up and hugged me. He held on a bit longer than necessary.

"Where have you been? Christian has been trying to contact you all night. I'm pretty sure he was about to send a search party out for you." he laughed and then looked uneasily at Nash.

"Oh! Umm, Brett, this is Nash Grier, my co-star and long time friend, Nash this is Brett, Christian's roommate." I widened my eyes for emphasis at Nash and I watched as he fumbled for words.

"Nice to meet you." Nash stuck his hand out and Brett gratefully shook it.

"I've heard... a lot about you." Brett informed him. "But Laney, where have you been? Nobody could find you."

"Oh, I.. stayed at a friends last night. I'm sure Christian told you that we got into a fight. And uh, Nash picked me up this morning to get coffee and.. run lines before our shoot this afternoon.

"Uh-huh.."

"Brad and Angelina!" a barista called from the front.

"Oh, well that's us! See you later Brett."

I quickly grabbed our drinks, shoving Nash's in his hand, and retreated to his car as fast as I could.

Nash came slowly after me and gave me a wired look as he started up the car.

"What just happened Laney?" he asked with a genuinely confused look on his face.

"I.. I just felt so guilty." I admitted.

"Guilty? About what?" he asked as he pulled out and headed in the direction of my house.

"I felt like I was cheating or something."

"But you weren't. You're fine. If they think that, then that's their fault."

"Nash, you don't get it.. I don't want to even give them a reason to think I am."

He sighed and stared out at the road, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel.

"I get it." he said after a few minutes of silence.

We continued that silence the rest of the way back to my house, not one of us daring to speak. When we got up to my house, I was surprised when I heard the engine cut and his footsteps falling in step beside me.

I turned to face him as we reached my front door. He had an unreadable expression on his face that I simply couldn't identify.

"I'm sorry Nash. I need to stop putting you in these kinds of situations." I kicked at the ground with my foot sheepishly.

"Maybe I like being that guy you go to.."

"Nash, what I mean is, we need to keep our relationship strictly business and friends. Something like last night can't happen again. Someone is going to see us and get all the wrong idea, and it'll raise hell for both of us."

In the midst of my rant, I hadn't realized that he had stepped up onto the same step as me, and was standing directly before me.

"I don't mind Delaney.. Not one bit." he said as he got dangerously close to me.

"A-are you sure about that?" I asked as he seemed to be leaning in.

"Positive."

"Nash.. I still love him, I'm sorry." I tried.

"I don't believe that. Not one bit. Do you?" He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer into him.

He licked his lips and I felt his body leaning in closer to mine. My mind raced with thousands of thoughts; conflicting thoughts of morality, lust, and need.

I reluctantly felt my eyelids start to flutter close as his hot breath fanned over my face. I took a sharp intake of breath.

"Delaney?!" I heard a voice call from around the garage.

I flinched away from Nash, and he seemed to move in front of my body like a shield. My eyes widened as he came towards the front porch, with an angry expression written all over his rugged features.

"Christian.."

N/A

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