I had everything packed, i just needed to go get my toothbrush from the bathroom.
"We're going down to the others, do you have everything Ava?" Brent smiled at me, while holding his bags.
"Uhm, i'll be down in a minute, gotta go get my toothbrush" Brent and Carter nodded and walked out of the room.
I walked into the bathroom and before long, i heard the door open.
I took my toothbrush and walked out to see who it was.
Nash was standing infront of my bed, looking at my bag.
"So youre going with us again?" He looked at me.
I walked closer, packed my toothbrush and zipped my bag.
"Yeah" I kept looking at Nash.
"Oh" He looked down again.
"Listen Nash. Im sorry" Nash looked up at me and smiled.
"What are you being sorry for? Kissing me or breaking my heart?"
I took a deep breath and looked straight into he's wonderfull blue eyes.
"Everything, you didnt disurve this" He smiled.
"You know what i disurved" I couldnt stand looking at him and looked away.
"You cant even look at me anymore Ava"
I didnt know that to say, so i just didnt.
He walked closer and closer to me.
I looked down.
He got really closer, i could feel his nose touching mine.
I closed my eyes.
I could feel him breathing.
"Nash, please dont" He sighed.
"Dont what?" I took a deep breath.
"Dont make it this hard to tell you how i feel"
He took my hand and pressed his lips against mine for a second.
i pulled away and took a step back.
I opened my eyes.
Nash looked at me.
"Nash, i dont like you in that way" He just stood there.
"Dont you ever kiss me again, im inlove with Cameron"
Now come on, lets go down to the other guys, they are probly waiting for us.
I didnt looked at Nash while we were walking downstairs, i just walked and i hurried so i was a bit infront of him.
I felt guily.
Nash and i had just kissed.
We got down to the other guys, they were standing out front the hotel, waiting for us just like i expected.
I walked towards Cameron.
He smiled and kissed my cheek.
We all went inside the van and drove to the airport. Next stop New York City.
Ava seemed so uhm off.
I wondered what was wrong with her.
Maybe she was homesick.
She must miss her mom so much.
She was sitting next to me on the plane.
I looked at her.
She was looking down.
I took her hand.
She looked up at me and smiled.
I was glad to see her smile, even tho i didnt know if it was fake or real.
"Are you okay?" She smiled and nodded.
I didnt really believe her.
"Listen, if youre missing your mom, i understand. Im missing my family too"
She looked weird at me.
"Ofcourse im missing my mom, but thats not it" I just held tighter around her hand cuz if that wasnt what was wrong then what was?
She put headphones in her ears and closed her eyes.
I didnt like when she was sad, or mad or something like that.
I looked at her.
She looked so quiet.
I looked out of the window and thought about ways i could make her smile and be happy again.
I could make her dinner.
Take her on a date.
Make love to her.
Buy her a present.
Oh forget it, Ava wasnt like other girls, she doesnt even like most of those stuff.
She liked grill food, skateboards and sneakers.
And to be honest.
I loved her even more every time she showed it.
She was unik, and so was my love for her.