Worst Behaviour <Discontinued>

1.0

Nash and I were sitting in my bunk on my bed.

"So, where in Canada are you from?" Nash asks me.

"The only place people would actually wanna go when they come to Canada." I tell him.

"Toronto?" He asks.

"Yep." I say.

"Was it cold there?" He asks.

"In the winter, fall and early spring but during the summer it's hot enough." I tell him, he puts an arm around me and I rest my head on his shoulder. "Is my interrogation over yet?" I ask.

"Almost." He says while gently kissing me on the lips.

"Fine. One more question." I groan in a mock-annoyed voice.

"What are you in for?" He asks.

"Well my ex-girlfriend was a drug dealer and she made me deliver her drugs to the customers. Me, being the idiot I was, thought it was all innocent. Me giving them stuff and they give me money. I didn't think it was necessary and I was just doing my girlfriend a favour. So one day I decided to skip out on going to drop off a big delivery because I was tired. Then I got stopped by the police. They searched my car and found an entire load of drugs and stuff. I guess the person got angry and called the cops on me." I tell him.

"Why would you keep doing that for your girlfriend?" He asks.

"She promised me things. I was a desperate virgin." I tell him.

"Was?" He asks.

"Fuck you. I'm not desperate anymore." I say.

"But you're still a virgin. A very cute virgin." He says before kissing me.

"Thank you." I say before kissing him again. "Anyway I was gonna go and see Nate since he officially doesn't room with me anymore and when he has recovered he's moving downstairs. You wanna come with me?" I ask.

"I don't wanna see Nate but I don't mind being with you." Nash says as we both stand up. I hold his hand and pull him to the door.

"I'd hope not." I say while opening the door and pulling him out. He closes the door behind him with his free hand. He intertwines our fingers. I look back at him to see he's biting his bottom lip.

"Fuck you, don't make that face." I laugh while pulling him closer to me and leaning up to kiss him.

"All I wanted was a kiss, no need to be harsh." He chuckles after breaking the kiss. I roll my eyes and pull him down the hallway to the stairs.

~

Nash was waiting outside. He was allowed in but he didn't want to see Nate.

"Hi Nate. How are you doing?" I ask.

"I'm fine." He says from the medical bed, before sipping a cup of water. "I lost a bit of blood that day." He tells me.

"Who did it?" I ask.

"N-no one. I had enough of this place and I was trying to kill myself." He lies.

"That's a lie and you know it. Was it Taylor?" I ask, trying to confirm my suspicions.

"I-I can't say anything." He sighs.

"Why did they do it? Did they say?" I ask.

"Because I was keeping their lover from loving them." He says vaguely.

"Oh my god." I mutter. "Don't worry, Nate. Things will get better. Stay strong please?" I ask him.

"Okay." He says. I walk out of the room and wave to the nurse.