POV: Samantha

I was glad he apologized, but I regret telling him to come back no matter what his decision.

I always felt a longing deep in me every time I saw him.

It sounds weird and cliche, but it's actually true!

I barely know the dude and I am jealous of his girlfriend! I'm such an idiot.

It's been a week since the dinner date. We hang out with Nash and Cameron about everyday since school is out. The only bad thing is, there hasn't been one moment when Leah hasn't been attached to Nash. She almost went into the dudes bathroom once!

It's weird, but I think she sees something in Cameron she doesn't see in Nash. I know this because I feel Nash looking at me the same way. No I'm not full of myself thinking "oh I'm the 'hot thing' of course he's staring at me" I say that by meaning that Sydney has TOLD me he has.

It's been kind of fun because even though his girlfriend clings to him like an annoying burr he still makes conversations with me, but he is obviously trying to stay in the friend zone.

That's depressing.

I mean, I didn't expect him to run up and make out with me while taking me away on his white horse and me flipping off his then ex girlfriend as we ride into the sunset. That's unheard of....

I also didn't expect him to break up with his girlfriend right when I told him to choose.

So I guess this is okay.

As long as he's happy.

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Fuck that, I want to be happy too!

Currently, I was sitting on my bed with the Fault in Our Stars on my lap open, but basically untouched. And with as much respect as I have for the book I put it on my side table and jump to my feet.

Yes, I was going to tell him how I felt. Who saw that coming?

Hopefully everyone...

Luckily I was already dressed from going shopping earlier so I just checked up on my bottom eye liner and top mascara and made sure my curls weren't flat in weird places from leaning on my hand.

I quickly took out my phone and texted Nash.

Of course I have his number... I just never use it because I gave up.

I really need to talk to you... Can you pick me up and we can go somewhere? -Sam

I quickly locked my phone and sat on my bed, my heart thumping in my chest.

I didn't know what I was going to say exactly, but I had to tell him somehow. Whether it be I stutter and choke it out or I prepare an entire eulogy for him.

Finally I felt my phone buzz softly in my grasp.

Sure, hope everything is alright! Be there in 5! -Nash

I didn't even bother to question how he knew where I lived.

All that mattered was that he was coming and I was going to have to tell him.

I don't know what's wrong with me... Why can't I be like normal girls and just crush on him, claim we're married psychologically, and all that other shit that teenage girls do?!

Nope, I actually I have to do shit.

I'm such an-

My insults were interrupted by a soft doorbell from downstairs.

That didn't feel like fucking 5 minutes!!

I hopped down the stairs carelessly with my curls bouncing against my back and opened the door without a pause.

I was greeted by the piercing blue eyes of none other than, Nash. I couldn't help but smile.

"Sup, let's go." I said quickly before he could say anything and as I walked past him, shutting the door behind me as I went down the front steps.

I felt his baffled glance on me before he got over it and got into the drivers side while I got into the passenger side.

We quickly pulled out of the driveway.

"So, where to?" Nash asked looking at me expectantly while glancing periodically back at the road.

"Hm, Buffalo Wild Wings? We can watch football?" I suggested nervously.

"Seriously? You want to watch sports with me?" He asked in disbelief.

"Uh yeah? Is that bad?" It was my turn to he confused. I thought dudes liked sports.

"N-no nothing bad. It's just that my girlfriend always makes us go to big fancy restaurants and yeah. She doesn't like sports, at all." Nash explained a scowl clouding his facial features now.

"Ah, I'm sorry." I said looking down at my hands which I was now wringing in my lap. "Why are you still with her if you don't really like her?" I asked curiously as I looked up at him.

Nash smirked, "I'm not sure. I guess because I'm friends with her family and she is with mine. Plus she is really hot." He added smiling at the thought.

"Of course." I said blandly.

Of course a famous teenage boy who can get any girl he pleases dates the hottest of them all.

Why does this surprise me?

It shouldn't.

I sighed. Maybe I won't tell him then.

I mean, she lives way closer to him than I do.

It would've never have worked anyways.

Oh well, we shall eat and then leave. Nothing more.

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"So, you said you had to tell me something?" Nash tore his gaze gaze from one of the screens and looked at me with his eye brows raised.

I looked back at him unwavering.

"I changed my mind. It wasn't that important. I thought you could use some time away from your girlfriend... That's all." I said smiling.

I could tell that he didn't believe me, but he didn't press further.

"You thought right then, she's been a bit clingy lately." He said smirking as he turned to watch one of the screens.

"Of course she is, any girl would give up life itself to be next to you." I muttered to myself looking down at my burger.

"What was that?" Nash looked at me confused.

"Oh nothing, just that your girlfriend is a royal bitch." I responded before I could stop myself, but I smirked despite myself.

I had expected Nash to be pissed at me for criticizing his girlfriend, but instead he smiled shamefully back at me.

"You're right, she kind of is." He said supporting his head on his hand, still looking at me. "She checks out other dudes all the time and she isn't even that interested in me that often..." He trailed off as he set his forehead and stared at the table.

"Break up with her then." I stated simply as I took a bite of my burger carelessly. "There is about the majority of the world's population of girls waiting to fill her place." I said when I swallowed.

"So basically what your saying is that every girl wants me, except for you?" He said smiling despite himself.

"I didn't say that..." I said quietly.

I don't think he heard me because he didn't respond.

"You have a point, I can find a girl who is a whole lot more interested in me than her." He said sitting up and looking at me smiling a little.

"Mhmm" I hummed quietly.

"I'll do it then. When I get back." He said as he finished up his burger quickly.

Well, I guess that's good. He won't be suffering under Leah anymore.

"Alright then, just drop me off on the way there?" I asked hesitantly breaking the silence.

"What?" He looked at me eyes wide. "Hell no, you're at least waiting in the car while I do this so that I can hang out with you while Leah packs her stuff. Plus, you're the one that's making me do this!" He said his voice wavering and eyes wide.

"Fine fine calm down." I said quickly, looking at the other tables to make sure people weren't giving us weird looks.

"So you'll stay with me?" He asked hopefully.

"I guess." I said after a moment of silence.

Suddenly I was enveloped into his warm arms. Which was weird because he was all the way across the table and he was stretching across.

"Thank you Sam." He whispered into my hair.

Finally, I wrapped my arms around him in turn. And buried my face into his shoulder.

"It's no problem." I sighed, but my heart ached.

He was going to break up with her, yes.

But he was going to find an even better girl after the fact.

Woohoo.

This didn't go well...