Being Nash Grier's Sister

Chapter 36

"I'm not mad," I lightly laugh, "I'm used to it, okay?" I give me a reassuring smile and he gives me a hug.

"Wanna watch a movie?" He smiles.

"Sure, I'd rather do that then unpack," I follow him into the screen room with my pink cupcake printed blanket slung over my shoulders.

"He got her out of her room!" Matt cheers.

"It's not like I went into hibernation, jeez," I plop down on the couch, to be sitting by Cameron and Gilinsky.

"What movie is this?" I pull out my phone.

"Insidious," Nash says pleasantly.

"I'm out," I stand up, only to be pulled back by Hayes.

"You're staying,"

"No!"

"Please?" He sticks out his bottom lip and pouts.

"Fine," I cross my arms and sit down with a mad expression on my face.

"Get scared," Johnson says from the other side of Gilinsky.

"Shut up," I hiss at him.

He chuckles.

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Has someone ever told you that Insidious is a scary movie?

Take their word for it.

It is the scariest fucking movie I've ever seen, and I spent half the movie under my blanket or hiding in Gilinsky's shoulder.

"If I ever watch that movie again, I'll never be able to sleep." I shudder.

"You didn't even watch the whole movie! It wasn't even that scary," Nash laughs at me.

"Says the person who has no soul," I snicker.

"That's rude," he glares at me.

"I know. I love being rude," I glare back.

"That, people, is why they can't sit in the same room for five minutes together. They'll never stop," Hayes intervenes.

"Does he know you can move it like that? Woah-oh-oh-oh! Does he know you're out and I want you so bad? Tonight-ight-ight, you're my-aye-ine, baby-" My phone rings, letting me know someone texted me.

"Nice ring tone," Cameron mocks.

"Shut up, asshole," I growl.

"Don't mess with the One Direction fangirls. They're fucking nuts," Johnson smirks.

"Like yours are any better," I grumble.

From: Dad

Hey, honey. Can you have Nash call me as soon as he can? Love you!

Of course, he doesn't want to talk to me.

"Nashley, call dad," I sing.

"Okay," he pulls his phone out, Cam and Hayes follow.

"I'm headin' out," Matt sighs.

I wave goodbye as he exits, and the rest of us sit there in silence until Gilinsky speaks up.

"JJ, we gotta go. Mom's coming home early," He rolls his eyes.

I giggle at his immaturity.

"Bye, Liv. Hope you had fun hiding in Gilinsky's chest for a few hours," Johnson laughs.

"Whatever. It was scary," I defend.

"Bye, Liv," Gilinsky pulls me into a tight, warm hug.

I kinda wish that we could stay there longer.

Hold the fuck up.

Why did I just think that?

Do I like Jack?

Of course I do.

Damned estrogen has my rational thinking messed up.

It grows silent in the room.

"He what?" Nash yells, "You're kidding!"

"Are you fucking serious?" Cameron yells seconds after Nash.

"What are we going to do?" Hayes panics.

My curious side comes out, but I decide against eavesdropping.

Cameron comes out of the room, furious.

"Cam, what's going on?" I stand up and run a hand through my hair.

"We're quitting MagCon."

"Wh-what? Why?"

"It's not my place to tell you. Once one of them is in a better mood, ask Nash or Hayes," he gives me a small smile. "I'm spending the night; your mom took my keys," He goes into Nash's room, kinda slamming the door.

Next to come out is Hayes.

He walks with his head down, towards the staircase.

"Hayes," I stop him in his tracks, "what's going on?"

He looks up at me with teary eyes.

"Bart..." he humorlessly laughs, "Bart was using us for money."

My jaw drops slightly.

"I'm so sorry, Poo Bear," I pull him into a hug.

"I'm okay, but Nash..." he trails off, "Nash is pissed."

"Oh god," I mutter.

"I'm going to bed. I'll see you in the morning," he walks past me, upstairs.

I thought Bart liked doing MagCon?

Why does he think that he could use all those people just for money?

"Poor Nash," I sigh.