Puzzle Pieces (A Hunter Hayes Fanfiction)

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**Ella's POV**
"Uhm Hunter?" I asked him, nervously, sitting on the couch next to him.
"Yeah, babe?" he asked, putting his arm around me.
"So can we just talk about my family? I feel like I haven't told you enough about them," I asked him.
"Of course," he smiled at me.
"Okay, well, obviously you know I'm an only child, and my mom left my dad and I and all that. But I haven't really talked about my dad. So he still lives in Georgia, obviously where I'm from. And you know about me moving here not knowing exactly what I was doing, yeah blah blah blah. But anyways, my dad is coming to visit next week. And he wants to meet you," I laughed nervously.
"Oh. Uhm okay, yeah uh okay," he sounded nervous.
"Don't be nervous, Hunter. Seriously he's a good guy and I'm sure he'll love you," I smiled, taking his hand in mine.
"Okay," he smiled at me and put our foreheads together.
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"Hunter!! My dads gonna be here in five minutes. Get out of the bathroom!"I giggled at him from my living room.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," he chuckled and walked over to me.
"Hi," I smiled.
"I'm nervous, Ell," he looked into my eyes.
"Don't be. He'll love you," I smiled at him.
We heard a knock on my door and I went and answered it.
"Hey, Daddy," I smiled, hugging him.
"Hey, Ella," he smiled at me and I let him walk inside.
"This is Hunter. Hunter, this is my dad, obviously," I laughed.
"Hey, Hunter. Nice to meet you," he shook his hand.
"Nice to meet you too, sir," Hunter said nervously.
"Please, call me Dan," he said.
"Okay I'm hungry let's eat," I said, avoiding more awkward conversation.
My dad and Hunter actually got along great. My dad was so interested in Hunter's music talk. And honestly, so was I. I love listening to him talk about his music. His eyes light up and he gets so excited. I love it.
"Ella, I have something to tell you," my dad said to me.
"What is it?" I asked him.
"I'm not really sure if this is the right time to tell you, but I really need to tell you. Your mother came to my door last week and she wanted to see you. I told her you weren't around, and then that night, I- I got a call that she was found dead, with a gun in her hand," my dad said to me, sounding nervous.
I didn't know what to say so I just didn't say anything at all. Honestly I didn't know her enough to be sad about it, nor did she ever care about me. So I didn't feel the need to be sad about it.
Hunter just put his arm around me and I put my head on his shoulder.
Nothing else was said about my mom that night, we awkwardly changed the subject many times.
My dad said goodbye to me and Hunter and then left.
"Hunter, I don't know what I'm supposed to feel right now," I said, blinking back tears.
"Hey, hey it's okay don't cry. Come here," he said, pulling me into a hug.
"I love you, you know that?" He asked me.
"Yeah, I've heard that a few times," I smiled, looking up at him.
"So I have a question," he asked me, with a big smile on his face.
"I might have an answer," I laughed lightly.
"The ACM's are coming up and I wanted you to be my date. I'm performing 'I Want Crazy' and I want you to be there. So, what do you say?" He asked me.
"Nah, I'm good," I said.
"W-what,"
"Kidding, kidding of course I will," I smiled at him.
"Oh thank god. I thought you were serious," he let out a breath.
"But there's something we haven't really talked about," I told him.
"Okay. What is it?" He asked me.
"Are we keeping our relationship on the down low? Okay that was a stupid question, obviously we have to do that. But what about questions and interviewers and fans. I'm such a worrier," I smiled lightly.
He pulled me into his chest and said "Don't worry about. When people ask us questions, we just say no comment. It's simple," he laughed at his own "joke".
"Okay, weirdo," I laughed at him.
"Okay well I'm gonna head home. I'll see you later, okay?" He whispered in my ear, still hugging me.
"Okay," I said just before he pressed him lips against mine.
He pushed me against the wall and lifted my shirt up a little, putting his hands on my waist.
"I love you," I told him, pulling away, something I didn't wanna do but I knew he wasn't going to if I didn't.
"I love you too, Ell," he smiled at me and kissed me one more time before leaving.
What has this boy done to me? So much has changed so quickly, and I loved it so much.