Attention.. (Hayes Grier Fan Fiction.)

Chapter Thrity Six

Sadly, the trip is now over. We are now in the car, with Cam driving. They were dropping me off first before everyone else.
"Favourite part of the trip?" Nash asked to us all.
"I'll go first. My favourite part was how Hayes and I recorded and posted a video. I also really enjoyed all of the things we did." I smiled.
"So. You liked everything?" Matt asked, laughing. I nodded.
After that, we all went over memories that were made and said our favourite part. Before I knew it I was now back at home again.
"Thanks for an amazing trip." I sighed, as Cameron put the car in park in my driveway. Hayes kissed me quickly. I smiled.
"No problem." Nash replied.
"Okay, see you guys probably tomorrow. Love you!" I blew kisses through out the car.
"Love you!" All the guys called out. I laughed as I closed the door and walked in the house.

"Hello! I'm home!" I echoed throughout the house. My parents rushed to the door.
"Oh, we missed you!" They hugged me super tight. I didn't hug back.

They were acting different. Something's not right.

They unhooked from the hug and I gave them a confused look.
"What?" My mom asked, smiling.
"Something's not right." My smile I had earlier instantly faded.
"What's not right?"
"You two. You're too happy. Something bad happened. Just tell me." I sighed, leaving my bags at the front door. I walked over to the couch, my parents were caught during the crime, they followed me and sat down on the couch.
"Look. We don't want to do this but we need to." My dad began.
"Need is a strong word." I cringed at the thought.

Silence.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong?" I asked, now waiting impatiently for an answer.
"We-We need to move."

As soon as my dad spoke those words, my heart stopped beating for a second. We can't leave. My life is here. Where Hayes and all guys are.
What would I do without those five guys? I began to have a strong feeling of fear.

It always seems to happen where you have the best time of our life and instantly it all crumbles down. Leaving you feeling broken and worthless. No matter what it is. Like, if you get or are too happy about something, someone or something else has to ruin it.
In this case, it's my parents.

"W-why?" I stuttered, feeling tears of sadness fill the edges of my eyes.
"Your father got offered an amazing opportunity to better everything with his job. We simply need too." My mom said, looking away. I cringed at the word, need, once again.
"When are we leaving?" I murmured, not even looking up. I bit the inside of my cheek, trying to make sure I don't cry.
"A week. Movers are coming in tomorrow." My dad said softly. He stood up and sat beside me putting his arm around my waist as he spoke.
"Look, it'll be fine-" I cut him off standing up.
"No." I shook my head, now allowing the tears to glide across my dry cheek. "No, it's not. First of all, you never even told me until now. When it's official and when my opinion is irrelevant. Second? My life is here, where all the guys are. We have lived here ever since I was really young. Hayes and Nash were my first real friends. Why can't you move when I graduate? When I am already out of the house? I can't move. I need to stay here." I stated, looking down.
"There's nothing you can do now."
"Well, obviously!" I snapped back. "You just made it worse for me by having me restart my life at such a late age. We can't move." I tried my hardest to keep them from moving even though I know it's useless.
"Everything is planned. It's going to be fi-" I cut my mom off.
"Stop saying it's going to be fine!" I yelled, standing up. "It never will be!" I stated, walking off to my room.

Quickly, I ran to my room and slammed the door hard, causing a loud bang to echo throughout the entire house. Some decorations I have hung up of my wall rattled from the aftershock. I laid down on my bed and screamed into a pillow.

Life simply hates me right now.

Ring! Ring!
My phone echoed through my room. I took it out and see who was trying to contact me. It was Hayes.
"Sorry Hayes." I whispered as I cancelled the call. Shortly later, that same ringtone returned. I sighed as I just decided to answer him.
"Hey." I said, trying to hide my sadness.
"Hey, what's wrong?" Hayes asked, concerned.
"Nothing." I looked up, trying not to cry.

I didn't want to talk to him in the first place because I know that soon it's going to be the last time I'm going to possibly ever hear his angelic voice again.
It was silent.

"Sarah. Something is wrong. Tell me." He stated, I then broke down crying. I cried so hard I couldn't even speak again. "Hold on, I'm on my way." Was all he said before he hung up on me, causing me to continue to cry. I slowly made my way downstairs to open the door for him. My parents were somewhere in the basement, probably watching T.V or something. Right now, I just don't want anything to do with them.
Hayes was soon at the door, knocking. I slowly walked to the door and opened it, still crying silently.

As soon as the door swung open, Hayes gave me a massive and tight hug. I hugged back tightly as I sobbed, once again, in his shoulder. He rubbed my back and told me it was okay, even though it know that it might not be.
"We need to talk." I stuttered and tried to speak in between breaths. He rubbed my back, I felt his head nod.
"Okay." He whispered.
I then let go, wiped my tears and grabbed his hand. Slowly, we walked to my bedroom where we walked in and I closed the door. Hayes was already sitting down by time I sat down on the bed in silence.
"What's wrong?" He asked, but I didn't make eye contact with him. I inhaled and exhaled very shakily, trying to calm myself.
"My parents talked to me when I got back." I stopped, not wanting to continue.
"And?" Hayes waited for me to continue. Again, I began to cry. He pulled me closer to his body and rubbed my back.
"I need to move." As soon as I said that, he stopped rubbing my back. I let my face rest on my hands, then my arms on my knees, this time my breathing got a bit heavier. He knows I'm holding back some tears.
"Shh. It's okay." Hayes lifted me back up again, and held me tight.
"I just don't want to go." I stated, hugging him tightly.
"I know you don't. I don't want you to go either." He hugged back, just as tight. I could tell from his voice, he was really sad as well. "When are you leaving?" He asked, curious.
"A week. Movers are coming to the house tomorrow." I murmured.
"We need to make every little day last." He paused as I smiled up at him. "That is what I need to see. Smiles." Hayes paused, slightly pointing to the smile that was currently on my face. I blushed and smiled a bit wider. "Don't be upset that you're leaving. Just remember all the good times we've had and remember that I will always be here waiting for you." Butterflies that I hope never leave, filled my stomach.

That smile I had, soon faded.
"What about, us?" I asked, confused.
"What do you mean, 'what about us?'"
"Us. As a couple. I've heard that long distance relationships don't last long or just don't work out at all." I stated, feeling my heart break just a bit more. Hayes paused, thinking.
"We'll need to try to be together no matter what, I guess." Hayes stated.

Knowing that Hayes wants to try for us to be together is nice, but him saying I guess, at the end of his sentence caused me to loose hope. I don't want to loose hope but I am. Maybe he is too.
I just hope he's not.
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