Why? (A Nash Grier fanfiction)

Chapter 11

NASHS POV

I was super mad that I got red stuff all over my lips. I hate lipstick.

I didn't sit beside Emma because then I would get more on my face.

I sat beside Skylar, but Emma looked mad.

"Nash why don't you sit beside me? ATLEAST I'm clean "

I knew Skylar would think of a better come-back

"How are you clean? Garbage cans are dirty and filthy and get used a lot. So that makes you one."

She smiled at the end. I started laughing.

"Nash that's not funny. Your my boyfriend. Your supposed to stand up for me."

"Oh ok."

I stood up front he couch and walked to the kitchen to get chips. I gave the bag to Emma.

She looked confused

"They're I stood up for you." I said with a huge smile at the end

She was now pissed off.

Why am I being so mean to her? I am her boyfriend. Maybe I only liked her for the way she looked, instead of how she acts.

Maybe I should just end things with her.

She's clingy, but I have to stick with the social order. The most popular, date the most popular.

Don't even ask me how she is popular.

My friends tell me I have to date the best. And clearly she isn't it. In my eyes, Skylar is.

Wait what the hell am I thinking? I can't like my best friend