𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐡 || 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

CHAPTER 12 - second option

"how are you getting home?" i ask hailee, sitting on the couch opposite taylor after we finish cleaning up after the party. "i... i don't know." she says. "i'll take you home." i say, and hailee smiles. "thank you, y/n." she says. "thank you guys for the presents, seriously." taylor says, smiling. i check my phone, the time being 2:23am. "shit, 2:30 already!" i say. "yeah... we should probably go now." hailee says, and we both stand up. "i'll walk you guys out!" taylor says, and we walk to the door. "wait, we haven't got a photo of us on the wall." i say, walking to taylor's photo background. hailee and taylor stand behind me, and i take off the lens cover, stretching my arm out. "ready?" i say, and hailee wraps her arms around my neck from behind, smiling. i  hold taylor's face with one hand and wink at the camera, taking a few photos. i put the camera down, smiling at the picture. "take a look!" i say, showing it towards them. hailee and taylor lean towards the camera screen, smiling.

"we're here." i say, driving up to hailee's driveway. hailee fumbles through her bag, starting to speed up. "you okay?" i ask, concerned. "shit... i think i left my keys at taylor's." hailee says, resting her head back on the seat head. "can't you knock on the door?" i ask. "y/n... it's 3:21am, everyone's sleeping." hailee says, stressed. i think of the possible options, before deciding on one. "you can stay at mine, if you'd like. it's a little late to go back to taylor's, she's probably sleeping. hailee smiles, nodding. "yeah, if that's okay with you." she says, and i reverse the car. "yeah, of course." i say, driving away.

i open the penthouse door, switching on the light. (also i'm changing it to a penthouse lol) "y'know, i always loved your penthouse." hailee says, looking around. "you've been here once." i say, putting my camera on the table. "well yeah, i know. i can't say i don't love it?" hailee says and i go to my closet, picking out 2 sleepwear outfits. "thanks for the compliment." i say, handing her the t-shirt and sweatpants. "you can wear this, get changed in the bathroom if you'd like, and there's a spare toothbrush in there- oh, and makeup remover if you need it." i say, and she smiles, heading to the bathroom.

we both lay in my bed, facing the ceiling. hailee faces me, and i stare at the ceiling. "why are you so nice to me?" she whispers. i think for a second, millions of things coming to mind. "because." i say. "because why? i ghost you for weeks... you should be so mad at me." "because..." i like you, hailee. "you're nice." i say, mentally cringing at my response. hailee chuckles, and i turn to the side, facing hailee. she chuckles, making me smile. "don't believe me?" i ask, and she shakes her head.

hailee falls asleep, and i pull the blanket on top of her, pulling out my phone. i go to twitter, taylor's birthday party being the top trending right now. clicking on the hashtag, i see a video of everyone singing happy birthday to taylor, i click on it, watching the video. the person was mainly filming taylor, but occasionally panned the camera showing everyone else, including hailee and i. the video was from someone's instagram story but someone put it on twitter. i scroll through the comments, reading them. "the most celebs i've seen in a room holy shit" "STOP Y/N AND HAILEE?!?!?" "is no one mentioning hailee and y/n?? doesn't hailee have a bf" "WHY IS NO ONE TALKING ABOUT Y/N ROCKING HAILEE SIDE TO SIDE?!" "taylor looks so cute" "y/n and timothee in the same room omg"

"why are 80% of the comments about us?" hailee says, laughing quietly. "yeah, majority of comments with us  in the video are about us." i say, turning off my phone. i shift over, getting my laptop and opening it. i groan, getting out of bed and getting my camera, getting back in bed. i plug my camera in my laptop, seconds later the pictures show up.

"how does taylor look good in every photo?" hailee says, looking at the photos as i swipe. the photo of taylor, niall and hailee come up, and hailee playfully gags. "delete that, please." she says, and i smile, deleting it. i swipe right again, seeing the photo of hailee and niall. "y/n!" "what?!" "delete it! i don't wanna look!" she says, covering her eyes. i laugh, quickly deleting the photo. i swipe again, seeing the photo taylor took of timothee and i.

hailee's pov

i look at the picture of timothee and y/n, timothee's hand holding up y/n's leg slightly, both of them smiling happily. my eyes go to y/n, seeing y/n slightly smile. is she still in love with him? it's weird to ask... "why're you looking at me like that?" y/n looks at me, slightly chuckling. i shake my head slightly, getting out of my thoughts. "sorry." i say, looking back at the picture. y/n looks back at her laptop, swiping.

i smile as taylor, y/n and i come up, and so does y/n. "we look cute." y/n says, still looking at the picture. "yeah, we do." i say, and y/n smiles, unplugging her camera and putting the camera and laptop on her bedside table. "i'll send it to my phone later, too tired to do it now." she says, laying back down after turning off her bedside lamp with a sigh.

y/n's pov

hailee yawns, making me yawn. "stop copying me!" she says, and i laugh. "sorry, miss steinfeld." i reply and she chuckles, pulling the blanket up. "you're taking all the blanket." i say, pulling it back as practically none of the blanket covered my body. "uh no, you are!" she says, pulling it back her way. "hailee!" i say, pulling it again. "y/n!" she replies, pulling it. "just move in!" i say, and she moves in, giggling. "wasn't that hard, was it?" i say, rolling my eyes. hailee smiles, moving closer, noses almost touching. "do you wanna have sex right now?" i mock her, and she laughs, moving away. "i was drunk!" she says, laughing still. "i know you secretly wanted to have sex with me." i say, moving closer. "well, your ego is very big, y/n." hailee says, smiling. hailee yawns again, moving even closer to me, resting her head on my right shoulder as i stare up at the ceiling, closing my eyes.