Never Lose Hope. Hunter Hayes fan fiction

Bestfriend.

*hopes pov*
Since I'm practically moved in with Hunter now, Shayla comes over here while hunters gone this weekend. I have Shayla pick up ice cream and movies.
I think I need this. Just some girl time. Well Harley is still here, oh and Cole. But those males aren't annoying when they are hungry. Hunter will tell me he is hungry while I'm cooking. Well he's been cooking for me since the hospital.
My phone goes off.
'So hunters not there to protect you now.' From an unknown number.
I don't reply but I do text Shayla.
"Come here now."
"Why?! Are you okay? I'm at Walmart still. I'm at the redbox"
"Please just hurry. I'll tell you why when you're here."
"Okay."
I'm scared I'm home alone and how does this person know Hunter is gone? Is he stalking me? Do they know Hunter? I don't reply, I can't. I can't feed them.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
I jump so far out my seat in half screaming from fear and the other half from pain. They knock again.
"Come in" I reply. If I'm going to die just get it over.
Oh thank god. It's Shayla.
"I've never been so happy to see you."
"Thanks?"
"Yeah. Look." I say handing her my phone.
"Can you get the number tracked?" She says.
"Um I have no clue." She makes a good point.
"I'll do it tomorrow."
"Okay"
"Now let's pop in this bitch and get fat." She says punting in the movie.
I get the ice cream out of the bag. A quart each. My girl. Both are cookie dough. We have the same favorite flavor.
We watch clueless, the breakfast club and tfios. We have a whole stack left but it's 2 in the morning and I'm so tired. Shayla sets her a place in the floor and helps me spread out on the couch.
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I wake up and Shayla is in the kitchen. Well doesn't she make her self right at home, it's not even my house. But I think I know what she's doing.
"frappe or reg hot coffee?"
She thinks that since she works at a cafe she knows how to make coffee. Well actually she does.
"Carmel frap with little bit of chocolate." I reply. I hear the blender go off. She's kinda nice to keep around.
"Comming" she runs into the living room with two cups of coffee, hers warm mine cold.
"I don't know how you're drinking cold coffee. It's freezing in here." She says.
"Oh I think it feels good." I say back. She's always cold. She could live in a dessert and still be cold.
My phone goes off again.
"Be lucky that bitch is with you."
"Are you okay?" Shayla asks. "Your face looks worried."
"Yeah I'm good." I say back assuring her. I guess I just always need somebody by my side. How does this person know me? And how the fuck do they have my number.
"I'm glad you're here." I say to shayla.
"Thank you. Me too I needed to get away from Cameron." She says laughing.
"Oh yeah how is Dallas?" I ask.
"He's good. He just is really annoying at times. He still acts 12. But I still love him." She says. You can tell she loves him by her smile.
"Same with Hunter. We literally built a fort the day I spent the night with him when he got back from tour." I say laughing.
"You're kidding?!"
"No. I'm not"
"That's so cute. Just like old times!"
"Yes. It was when he told me he likes me."
"OTP OTP OTP."
"Shayla we are 22 OTP is so 14 years old. But yes I agree." I say with whip cream on my lips from the frappe.
I hear Harley hiss and then cole cry. I look over and Harley is smacking the shit out of cole. "HARLEY!" I yell. Harley jumps as high as I did when Shayla came in the door.
Like mother like cat.
*authors note* again really boring I'm sorry.
But aye.
I'll be updated tomorrow maybe 2 times so maybe some good stuff, sorry this didn't have Hunter in it.