SEQUEL to "The Internship"
One year later:
Hinata finds herself in complete shock when her boss introduces the newest project manager at Hatake Enterprises, the man who gave her the best summer of her life: Naruto Uzumaki.
What will happen when H...
A.N: made a lil mood board <3 and this chapter is LONG ASF!! So grab a drink & a snack!🍿🥤Word Count: 8K
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SATURDAY AUGUST 29th
Dear Hinata,
I'm hoping you read this in its entirety, instead of throwing it away, the second you realize it's from me.
I miss you. I more than miss you. I hate my life without you in it. I'm sorry that I waited to contact you. I'm even sorry I'm not at your door giving this to you in person.
But there's a version of me better than the man I am right now, and that's the man I want to be for you. Not only a man you want but a man you deserve. A man who's worthy of a woman like you.
There's so much that has happened, so much I need to explain. I'm sorry for everything Button. When I see you, I'll get to say all I didn't last summer. And make these months apart worth waiting for.
Nothing is getting in between us. Not distance, or time, or even me.
Love, Naruto.
When Hinata closed the paper, she set in on her chest and closed her eyes, letting tears escape through the thin gaps. In a weird way, she was glad she waited to read this, because had she read this in May, she would've obsessed over it the entire summer. And the summer was the only thing that kept her from trying to contact Naruto again.
But reading it, hearing his voice as her eyes skimmed the written words, her chest felt tight and a torment cut through her brain, down her spine and invaded her heart. This was all a dream. A dream she had dreamt many times, for so many nights and used to hate to wake up because for months this dream wasn't real.
Before she even realized it, Hinata started shaking. Her body felt to the ground, and she buried her head between her knees, her arms covering her head as she cried. The highest form of anxiety filled her.
Everything played in her mind again in chronological order.
The unreal, romantic summer.
The horrible, stressful autumn.
The cold and lonely winter.
The forgetful spring.
And back to summer. Filled with questions, insecurities and anxieties.
All her mind could do was dive into dread. Naruto will come back just to leave. Her dad will be fine only to get worse. I'll be strong until I'm not, until I'm nothing.
Furthermore, Hinata pondered where Naruto's head was at. Sure he was persistent, and he told her he loved her. But did he love her enough to be okay with a miscarriage? How would he react? What would he think? Would he even care?
