Never Lose Hope. Hunter Hayes fan fiction

Text messages.

*hopes pov*
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My phone goes off. It's a number I don't know, an unknown area code.
"Watch your back." It says.
I ignore it.
"I mean it. This time it will be worse."
What does that mean? The last thing I can remember is buying groceries. Well besides being in the hospital. Is that what it's about? Maybe this will tell me what happened.
// she has a concussion so she doesn't remember\\
"Hey you okay?" Hunter says and scoots closer to me.
I bite my lip. "Yeah just fine."
"Are you sure." He says grabbing my unbroken hand.
"Yes Hunt, just fine babe." I reply.
"Okay." He says looking back at the tv.
We are just sitting on his couch drinking hot chocolate even though it's summer, and watching Top Gear. He's really into it. It's kinda cute.
My foot starts to cramp up. I haven't taken my pain medicine since I woke up. It has been over 6 hours. I lean to reach the table but my ribs start to hurt so I sit back.
"What do you need babe?" Hunter says and I point to the pills. "Oh here you go." He says handing them to me not looking away from the tv.
I really just want to be able to walk on my own and be able to move around. I want to walk out side to the garden. I also want to be home. Yes it's nice with Hunter and cole, but I miss my house. I miss my cat.... My cat. Oh fuck. Harley. It's been a a week since I've been home, fuck shit.
"Hunter. Go to my house and get Harley. Get his food and litter and his litter box. Please it's been a week." I say panicking
"Oh! Oh my god! Hope! Okay! Shit." He says jumping up. He runs out the door with out shoes. He leave and I just sit on the couch waiting for him to come home. I live about 10 minutes away so he'll probably be gone 45 minutes.
I change the channel to cupcake wars to get my mind to calm down. I watch an episode and a half and Hunter walks in the door. I hear Harley's meowing.
"BRING HIM TO ME!!" I shout.
Hunter walks and puts him in my lap. Harley climbs up to my face and puts his head all over my face. And is meowing so much.
"Hunter please put a bowl of food down for him hes gaunt." I say. "Follow hunter." I say to Harley like he knows what I'm even saying. But he sure does follow the man with the food.
I'm the only girl in a house full of men.
Yay.
I pick up my phone and text Shayla, she's one of my friends I've had since 5th grade, we talk a lot but I haven't seen her in a while. She lives in the city over with her boyfriend.
"Hey Shayla." I text her.
"Hey! What's up?"
"Nothing my foots broke and I have stitches in my head."
"Wtf. What happened?"
"That's the thing. I have no clue. I just remember waking up in the hospital."
"Oh damn. Do you need me to come help you?"
"No I'm at hunters."
"Awe he's always been a great friend! But seriously call me if you need me."
"Yeah we aren't friends anymore."
"What then why are you at his house?"
She's so dumb I swear, "because he's my boyfriend. It's been about 3 weeks now."
"OHHHHH GET IT GET IT GET IT" she always says this.
"Haha I am."
"Well good. So is everything okay?"
"Yeah I'm not living with Hunter he's just taking care of me. I'll see if you can come over one day I need a girl in my life I'm surrounded by boys."
"He lives with other people?"
"Oh no, cole and Harley are here."
"Ohhh okay."
We text for a while till Hunter is done with dinner. He made my favorite. Italian chicken. Yummy.
We eat and talk. He has a concert in Memphis this weekend. So I guess that's when I call Shayla.