Hailee Steinfeld Oneshots

Troublemaker

Hailee's View

After 6 months, I finally gave up. I can't fix her. No one can, I fear.

You're a troublemaker, you're a troublemaker

Y/n is so fucking heartless that it's unbelievable. Y/n will invalidate your feelings and never feel guilty.

You ain't nothing but a troublemaker, girl

When I met Y/n, I was absolutely star struck.

You had me hooked again from the minute you sat down

"I want you to meet Grant's best friend, Y/n." Naomi says.

"Nice to meet you." I say as Y/n shakes my hand.

"Uh-huh." Y/n says.

"You are so gorgeous, like, damn." I say as Y/n smiles.

The way you bite your lip got my head spinnin' around

"Maybe I'll be attention you guys' wedding one day." Naomi says.

We laugh and she smiles before walking away.

"Can I get you a drink? What's your poison?" Y/n asks.

"Oh, please. You don't have to get me drunk, just say you wanna have sex with me." I say

After a drink or two, I was putty in your hands

Y/n's face turns red and I smile.

I don't know if I have the strength to stand (Oh-oh)

We were good for a month and then her true colors started to show.

"Y/n, do you see nothing wrong with what you said?" I ask.

"No." Y/n says.

"You don't think you do any wrong, do you?" I ask.

Y/n holds her hands up and I roll my eyes.

Trouble troublemaker, yeah, that's your middle name (Oh-oh)

Y/n calling me a bitch was the last straw. I just couldn't take it anymore.

Time Skip

I've been struggling to get over Y/n. If you ignore all the bad qualities, she's perfect. Too perfect.

I know you're no good, but you're stuck in my brain
And I wanna know...

I hear a knock on the door and I open it.

"Here to get my stuff." Y/n says.

I let her in and shut the door. Y/n follows me upstairs and I open the room door.

"This it?" Y/n asks pointing at the box.

"Yeah." I say.

Y/n picks up the box and she stares at the bed.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Y/n asks.

"Hell no." I say.

"Oh, c'mon. One more time wouldn't hurt." Y/n says putting the box down.

"I know you wanna." Y/n says holding my hands.

Why does it feel so good, but hurt so bad (Whoa, oh)