Hailee Steinfeld Oneshots

4. she forgets your birthday

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Y/N's pov

how could she forget? she's never forgotten before...is she falling out of love with me? to be honest she has been acting a bit distant honestly, oh god i hope not. i hear the doorbell ring and quickly step out of my over thinking. i rush over to the door as fast as i can knowing it's hailee, i mean, it's gotta be her...right? i open the door and am greeted by... *sigh* not hailee. it's just my best friend. i sigh and groan and plop myself back down on the sofa.

"um, hello to you to princess" chloe says. "where do i put the presents?"

i turn around laying my head on the arm of the couch.

"over there" i point to the kitchen

she goes into the kitchen and places the presents neatly on to the table and comes back to you. she looks around searching for a presence of one specific person...the same one who should've been home by now, especially on my birthday. now im not saying im desperate but...nevermind thats exactly what im saying. what the fuck is taking her so damn long?

"soooo, where's hailee at?" she questions

"probably fucking one of her co workers at this point" i role my eyes. then regret the words that just left my mouth

"y/n you know hailee's not like-"

"yeah i know im just so angry, how could she forget?"

chloe look down and fiddles with her rings, something shes used to doing in her process of thought. suddenly her face lights up. she comes in closer and hugs me.

"im sure she'll be here soon love. i know im a little early...so how about we cuddle up and watch a movie until all the guests and hailee arrive? does that sound like a plan?"

i nod my head and she gets blankets while i choose a movie.

"by the way u look great, happy birthday" she says placing a small kiss atop my head.

a few hours go by and all the guests have arrived. yet still no sign of the one i yearn for the most. where is she? i pick up my phone to see if she called or texted but nope, nothing. part of me is angry at her but the other cant help but be worried. i really hope this she's ok.

time goes by and my friends have sung happy birthday to me and we've all shared some cake and now are sitting in the living room watching some movies. but im obviously glued to my phone waiting for hailee. now my anger has fully turned into terror, and me being me thought of the worst. please just be ok

after the movie finishes i see the guests off at the door i shut it and make my way back to hailee and i's room. i look at myself in the mirror for a bit. and completely breakdown. soon enough i feel a familiar touch around my waist. i quickly unwrap her arms and shove them off of me.

"how could you," i say all the tears rushing back to my eyes

"baby listen-" she takes a step closer to me and tries to hug me

"dont, dont you fucking dare." i say my voice rising a tiny bit as i take a step back "do not call me that."

the hurt washes over her face. her fists clench and her jaw tightens knowing she really fucked up.

"do you know how long i waited? do you know how worried i was? what the fuck hailee?!"

she looks away not being able to meet my eyes. all i needed was those pretty hazel eyes a few minutes ago. i calm my tears now pure anger washing over my body.

"you had your friends" she says in a small voice

"my friends? MY FRIENDS? what about my girlfriend? what about her haiz?" my voice softens at her nickname which i had given her and all the hurt comes back along with the tears. my bottom lip, quivering as i try to hold them in.

she senses my need and steps closer. no matter how much i want her i need to make her listen this time, ive held it for far too long.

"listen, hailee" a sigh leaves my lips "all i wanted today was you, my beautiful girlfriend coming home to me, hugging me while singing happy birthday to me whispering sweet nothings in my ears as i cut the cake. haiz...all i wanted was you"

"babe-"

"no hailee hear me out"

she nods and purses her lips

"all i needed was you, but do you know what i got? everything but what i wanted. heck you didnt even bother calling me like u always do to tell me if you'll be late. i got so scared...i thought of the worse and-" my eyes burst into tears again

she stepped closer, and this time i didnt stop her, the thought of losing her took me over better than the anger i held. she wrapped her arms around me. the loving touch i missed oh so much and craved for all day. she kissed me on top of my head. and carried me to our shared bed. pulling the blankets over us both. my tears still flowing. she starts to kiss me every where. whispering "im sorry, im so sorry" and " i love you" in between each kiss

after a while we both sit in silence her holding on tight to me, the only sound being of her kissing my neck. i stroke her hair while she does this.

"im sorry i missed your birthday my love", she says as she sits up i wrap my arms around her waist as i was still laying down.

she looks down at me, "there was just so much scenes to film today and and the deadline is so close...i wanted to call you, i really did but as you can seeeee-" she pulls her phone out and shows me the dead screen. "it died"

realization suddenly hits you. " i would never forget your birthday, not intentionally. ill make it up to you i prom-"

i sit up and press my lips onto hers shutting her up. she takes a hold of my waist and pulls me onto her lap i wrap one arm around her neck and cup her cheek with the other deepening the kiss. i can tell she enjoys it the second she whines in content, melting. im the first to pull away. she pouts. goodness that face would be able to get her out of a murder crime if she tried. she leans in to kiss me again but a place a finger on her lips.

"ah-ah-ah, you have to make it up to me first did you forget?" i tease

"please, baby girl let me make it up to you" she says her voice suddenly getting very low. sending chills up my spine,

time to sin