Why? (A Nash Grier fanfiction)

Chapter 10

SKYLARS POV

I am going to kill Nash. I stood up and me and Emma gave death stares to Nash.

"And what is this doing here?"

Emma asked in disgust.

"Oh looks like Nash forgot to take out the garbage " I smirked at my comment.

I saw Nash snicker but he turned his face.

"Me and Skylar were watching a movie. So umm-ya"

She rolled her eyes

"Well me you and- this thing will watch a movie."

"Actually 'this thing' has something better to do then hang out with 10 pounds of make up. Girl it's not a secret. Get over yourself. Now I see why in gym your so slow. That makeup must be SOOO heavy."

I turned around and took a seat on the kitchen island.

I kept on laughing to myself about my rude remarks.

"So Nash"

She quickly turned her attention to Nash.

"What" he said

"Do you wanna go upstairs?" She asked with a smirk

"DA FUCK?!? Damn girl are you that desperate? Ya I'm here too I don't wanna here you guys bang"

Nash let out a loud laugh.

"Rude" she said

"Nash that wasn't funny" she continued.

He put on a straight face. "Sorry" you could still see him chuckle a bit.

As they cuddled, they started kissing and Emma's slut lipstick made Nash's lips turn red.

I sneaked up behind the couch and popped up my head.

"Next time don't wear red lipstick. THATS GONNA TAKE NASH A YEAR TO TAKE OFF."

He quickly wiped his lips with his hand and went to the bathroom.

"Is this like permanent marker cause this shit won't come off!" I laughed and he laughed.

"This wouldn't have happened if a certain someone didn't wear so much makeup. It probaly took her a week to manage to get that much makeup on"

"NASH!" Yelled little miss annoying a.k.a Emma

"WHAT?"

"What's taking you so long?"

"I'm trying to get this shit off my face that your put on your face."

I laughed as he continued to try washing his face.

"Now my face hurts. I'm not washing it anymore."

He walked out of the bathroom and didn't sit beside Emma

She looked mad.

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