I woke and there was no sign of Jordan. Where is she?! Was she fed up with us already?! "Morning Shawn." Jordan whispered sitting down beside me. The other boys were in their own conversations.
"You won't believe what happened last night, after you guys fell asleep." She said. I got curious. "What? Tell me!" I shook her by her shoulders. I must know!
"Nash and I had like a very heated make out session and his dad and Hayes walked in, Hayes was laughing and stuff and I tried to take the blame but Nash wouldn't let me and then his dad was all like it's fine just don't do it somewhere so public." She explained. My jaw dropped. They kissed?!
"Then what happened?!" I pressed, now I know what it feels like when those girls want to know what the daily gossip is. She laughed. "I went to bed." She shrugged. "He came with you right?" I press.
She laughs loudly. "No Shawn. When did you become such a girl?" She teased. I rolled my eyes. "C'mere." I mutter pulling her into my lap. She giggled as I nuzzled my face in her neck. "Shawn what are you doing?" She giggled. I shushed her, taking in her scent.
"Stop sniffing me." She mumbled, pushing me back in the couch. I pulled her down with me. She let out a squeal. I laughed, and she slapped me in my chest. "AW! Look Shawn and Jordan sitting in a tree! K-I-OW!" Taylor screamed as a pillow came in contact with his face.
We laughed and I gave Jordan a high five. "You did not hit my face!" Taylor yelled and tackled her off my lap and onto the cushion beside me. He grabbed a pillow and brought it above his head. Get it Shawn.
I snatched the pillow and he turned to me. "Protecting your girl-" I cut him off, slapping him across the face with the pillow sending him on the floor. We all burst out laughing. "Y'all are mean." He whimpered, crawling back onto his seat.
We laughed and Jordan sat back up, leaning against my arm. I lifted my arm, making her fall back farther and wrap my arms around her waist. "I love you." I whisper, I smile to myself. Would she say it back?
"I love you more." She smiles up at me. I chuckle and she taps my nose with her finger. "Boop Boop." I laugh and we turn back to the others.
Jealousy pulsed through my veins as I gritted my teeth watching Shawn and Jordan. My Jordan. "So what are we doing today?" Becky asked. I glared at the two. That should be me holding Jordan.
"Let's go to the beach!" Matt yelled. We all agreed and stood up. We parted ways.
I walked down the sandy beach, kicking up the warm sand. It was perfect weather for the beach. "Bro. Look." Cameron whispered, nodding. I looked over in the direction he was nodding to, there stood the three girls looking extra fine in their swim suits.
"Zaymmmm." Carter said under his breath. Wow. Jordan is hella fine. We all just kinda stood there. Watching. No one knew what to do. I walked over to them before Shawn could get his Canadian fingers all over Jordan.
"Hey you coming in the water?" I ask Jordan. She turns to the water then back to me. "I don't know. It seems so far." She sighed. Take the chance Nash. I picked her up bridal style and smiled at her. She laughed. "Let's go!" She screamed. I laughed and we ran down the beach, sand flying everywhere and as soon as the cold water reached my waist, I dropped her.
She resurfaced and pushed the hair out of her face. "I hate you." She grumbles, slapping my chest. "You know you can never hate me." I whispered, getting closer to her. I looked her in the eyes. I found myself leaning in. That's when a wave of cold water from the one and only Becky hit me. I gasped. She laughed loudly.
"You're gonna get it!" I screamed, starting a splash war.
I wasn't gonna lie. That moment I just shared with Nash had my heart racing. I chewed on my bottom lip. Did he really like me? Or am I just some toy? That once I no longer hold his interest I'll be thrown to the side, no longer cared for. Until one day he remembers me and I bring him some joy but it's just not the same.
I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist. I spun around to find Matt. He was so close that our foreheads were touching. I could feel my heart in my throat. "H-hey." I stuttered. He laughed. The girls know, Matt was always my favourite. I had this huge crush on him. I still do. "Do I make you nervous?" He asked. Before I can think, I nod. He smiles.
"Why?" He seems amused. "Cause you're Matt." I just shrug, looking around, if I looked him in the eyes I'd lean in and kiss him. "What's that supposed to mean?!" He chuckled. It means I fucking love you.
"It means that you're special. Ya know different. Which is a good thing, I'm not saying being you isn't a good thing, and I'm not saying that you couldn't be a bad boy or -" I was cut of as I felt his lips on mine. I could hear the other boys hollering but I honestly didn't care. It felt like the butterflies in my stomach had mutated into full size birds, clawing at my insides making me so nervous I thought I was gonna vomit.
He pulled away, smiling. "What was that for?" I work up the nerve to say. "It was kinda to get you to shut up, also that I've always wanted to do that." I smirk. "Since when?" "Since I saw your videos." My jaw dropped. He watched me? "You watched me?" I asked, shocked.
He nodded, "You're my favourite." I gasped. "You're my favourite from Magcon!" I squealed. He laughed. "Hey Matt…" I took a step back. He nodded. "Heads up!" I screamed splashing him. He squealed. I laughed. "That's cold! You're getting it!" He yelled, splashing me.