Chapter 29

                                    

                                          
Nicole's p.o.v
                          
I woke up to Sam shaking me softly whispering my name. "What do you want." I groaned.
                          
"The guys are getting ready to go see Nash, do you want me to stay here with you again?" I nodded my head yeah and pulled the sheets over my head, trapping all of the warmth inside. "Okay." He giggled. He pulled the covers off of me and put me in my feet.
                          
"But. But I'm tired." I whined.
                          
"But it's 2:30 and I wanna do something."
                          
"Fine." I groaned. I put on a red and black oversized flannel and black high wastes shorts and paired it with black vans. "Okay I'm ready." I laughed as I watched him make seductive faces.
                          
"Isn't it to hot for that."
                          
"Uh-no" I answer, remembering the fresh scars on my arm. 
                          
"Come on, yeah it it. Is 97 degrees."
                          
"Trust me I'm not hot."
                          
"Dude I can see you sweating." He laughed. "Just take it off we're going to the beach."
                          
I gave in and took it off, putting on a white crop top and having nothing to cover up my arms. "Okay, I'm ready-again." I did well to hide my arm as we walked to the beach.
                          
"Act like your my girlfriend, don't ask just play along." He held my hand as a girl walked up to us. I felt butterflies in my stomach as he rubbed the back of my hand with his thumb to make it more believable.
                          
"Is this my competition." The girl with short black hair and brown eyes asked.
                          
"Oh her? no my girlfriend doesn't compete with hoes." Sam answered. 
                          
"Oh well I don't compete with cutters." She chucked, pointing at my arm.
                          
Sam turned my arm around and examined my arm before looking back up at the girl. "Just go away Acacia, I broke up with you years ago and your still after me." She gave off a dirty look before walking away.
                          
I let go of him hand and tried running off in embarrassment but he pulled me back by my waist. "Let me go." 
                          
"What the hell are these."
                          
"Why does it matter, you've only really known me for a day."
                          
"That doesn't mean that I don't care about you." I tried holding my tears back but I couldn't. He brought me into a tight hug and looked me in the eyes. "Please don't do this ever again. I'll help you get over him."
                          
"H-how do you know that this was because of Nash." I asked, drying my tears.
                          
"Just a lucky guess. But don't worry I promise you that I'll help." He smiled, bringing me into another hug.