#17

                                    

                                          
~Brooklyn POV~
                          
I woke up on top of Nash. Literally, my whole body was on top of him. I was gonna get off but he was holding me down. "Stayyyyy with meeee," Nash sang but his voice kept cracking. I laugh. "Cause you're all I neeeeeeeed," his voice cracking again.
                          
"Stop! You sing terrible!" I say and laugh. 
                          
"This ain't looooooove it's clear to seeeeeeeeee," he keeps singing.
                          
"Nash let me go!!!" I say.
                          
"But darliiiiiin' stay with meeeee," he sang. "..........."
                          
"..........."
                          
"You done now?" I ask.
                          
"STAY WITH MEEEEEEEEEEE," He sang even louder.
                          
I stayed quiet for a while then he all of a sudden let me go and I made a run for it.
                          
"IM FREEEE," I say and run out of the room. I look behind me and see that he's chasing me. We ran everywhere around the place. Downstairs, upstairs, pool area, eating area. Everywhere. 
                          
I run out of breath and he catches me. He throws me on his back and I breathe heavily as we walk back to our room. 
                          
When we make it back to our room he shuts the door and I go into the bathroom. I take a shower and brush my teeth. I put on blue shorts with some white in them, a black tank top and black converse and I do my makeup. I put my hair in a messy bun. 
                          
I walk out of the bathroom and Nash is already dressed up. Just then I get a call and I answer it without looking at the caller.
                          
"Hello is this Brooklyn Rivera?" A man with a deep voice asks me. I take the phone off my ear and see that it's the police.
                          
"Yes," I say.
                          
"Your dad wants to talk to you," he says. "You have thirty minutes," I hear him say to my dad and he grabs the phone.
                          
"Hello?" He says.
                          
"What do you want?" I ask.
                          
"Hey pass the phone to your little boyfriend. I need to talk to him for a while," I say.
                          
"What are you going to tell him?" I ask confused.
                          
"I just need to know who his parents are," he says.
                          
"Why??" I ask.
                          
"JUST PASS THE DAMN PHONE TO HIM! YOU'RE WAISTING MY TIME!" He shouts. He even scares me even if he's not close to me.
                          
"My dad wants to have a talk with you.." I say to Nash. He makes a confused face and I shrug. He takes my phone.
                          
~Nash POV~
                          
"Hello?" I say.
                          
"Kid we need to have a talk," he says. He has a very manly and deep voice.
                          
"Okay.." I say.
                          
"You either stay away from my daughter or I will find you and I will do something to you that you'll be afraid of me for the rest of your life," he says.
                          
I walk out of the room and go somewhere far away so Brook won't hear.
                          
"Why should I stay away from her?" I ask.
                          
"Because I don't want her goofing around with boys and doing stupid stuff and I know that someday you will hurt her," he says.
                          
"I would never hurt her," I say. I kinda already did by kissing that girl but I didn't want to think about that right now.
                          
"You've probably already hurt her. Not that I care but I just want you to stay away from her," he says. Great, he's abusive and protective. How does that work together? 
                          
"Why are you being so protective?" I ask.
                          
"I'm not. I just don't want her doing stupid stuff like drugs," he says.
                          
"We don't do that stuff," I say.
                          
"STAY AWAY FROM HER! You are not a good influence on her! You're bad," he says. Did I just get called "bad"? WOOP, IM ON A ROLL!
                          
"Sir your thirty minutes are up," I hear someone say.
                          
"If you don't leave her remember, I will find you," he says and that was it. My heart is beating so fast. I go back to our room and try to act normal.
                          
I walk in and see her on the bed with her laptop.
                          
"I think we should break up," I say quickly.
                          
~Brooklyn POV~
                          
"What?!" I exclaim.
                          
"Yeah. We should break up," he says.
                          
"No! Why?!" I ask.
                          
"I don't know. It's just, maybe we're not meant for eachother. I think we should stick as friends," he says.
                          
"Nash...please no," I say.
                          
"Yeah. I'm sorry," he says and puts his hands in his hair. 
                          
"What did I do?" I ask. 
                          
"You didn't do anything, trust me. I just think we shouldn't date," he says.
                          
"I don't understand," I say and put my head in my hands.
                          
He walks up to me and sits next to me. "I just didn't think we would last and I never want to break your heart ever again like I did when I kissed that girl. We should just break up," he says.
                          
"But that's the past. It's over and we learned from our mistakes now it's time to move on with our lives," I say.
                          
"I'm sorry Brook," he says which makes me cry. I get up and start getting my suitcase. I wipe many tears away as I pack. "This doesn't mean you have to move out," he says. "Brook."
                          
"Well where else should I go? We broke up so I'm not staying here with you, I'm not staying with Cameron because I actually don't want to hurt you. There's no other choice," I say.
                          
"Don't pack please. We can be friends, roommates," he says.
                          
~Nash POV~
                          
Yes I still wanted her. I want her to be my girlfriend. I want to call her my girlfriend. I want to be known as Brooklyn Rivera's boyfriend. But her dad scares the shit outta me. I don't want him to hurt me..
                          
~Brooklyn POV~
                          
I was all done packing and I only filled two suitcases. I'm walking out of the room and Nash tries to talk to me.
                          
"Brook!" He calls my name. Just as I was about to leave the place he grabs my wrist and pulls me back and now I'm facing him. "Don't leave," he says.
                          
"We broke up Nash," I say.
                          
"We can still be friends!" He says.
                          
"If you want me to stay then why did you break up with me?" I ask.
                          
"I....I just think we aren't um...a cute couple," he says.
                          
"Fuck you Nash Grier," I say flipping him off and leaving. I am going to search for a nice house and I can pay for it. I can get Andrea, Jenn, Arden, Lauren and Rebecca (some friends from dance) to move in with me! Yeah.
                          
That life sounds better than being with Nash. So much better.
                          
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