(Brittany's POV)
I hate it when Chris is with his friends. Especially Hayden. I still have no idea what Hayden has done to me. I haven't had the courage to say anything to him.
One time we were having this conversation about sex, me and Chris stayed out it since we were both virgins. There were 4 other guys. Hayden, Drew, Dan, and Emmett.
I didn't pay attention until I heard about Hayden saying he did it a few nights ago. I knew he didn't have a girlfriend and wasn't the most attractive, but he was on the football team and very strong.
Chris went to the bathroom, I was trying to just ignore them until Chris comes back but Hayden came up to me. He sat beside me. I felt his hand on my leg and moved away from him. He came closer.
"So uhm Brittany, How are you?"
"Fine."
I was trying to make the conversation very awkward so he won't talk to me.
Then he grabbed onto my back and pulled me towards him, I felt very uncomfortable. He then put his hand back on my leg.
Chris came walking out of the washroom and saw Hayden's hand on my leg. I gave Chris this scared look and he imminently took action.
He came shouting and said
"Why the fuck are you touching her for?"
I was scared, Chris grabbed my hand and brought me towards him. Hayden was trying to play it off like nothing was happening.
Things were getting intense, Chris was pissed. Then things were getting physical, they started fighting. I had to stop Chris before things got bad. I grabbed his hand and started walking home with him.
I kept trying to cool him down, I actually brought him to the park. I sat him down on the bench. I started rubbing his back, but he still looked so pissed off. I started kissing his neck, I knew that was the one thing that made him feel better.
He started going too far again and I had to push him away again.
"FUCK" He screamed.
Everyone looked at us. I knew he was going through a tough time but I don't get why he was so mad. Before I could say anything he stormed off.
I had no idea where he went, I just knew it was getting late and had to start heading home.
It was so scary walking home alone again. As I was walking I saw him. He was across the street from me. It was Hayden. He waved goodbye to his friend and ran up to me. I was trying to fast walk.
"HEY! You walk fast" Hayden shouted.
I tried to ignore what he said and just keep walking.
He grabbed me and pulled me towards him.
Where do you think you're going? He smirked.
I tried to run but he was too strong for me. I started tearing but before I could scream for help, someone came. They were wearing a black hoodie
Was this guy in the black hoodie apart of the plan? I got even more scared.
Imminently the guy in the black hoodie just punched Hayden and beat him down. That was my cue to run.
I ran as fast as i could. I didn't stop till I hit the red lights.
Finally arriving home was like the best feeling in the world. I love being home in my room.
*3 in the morning*
I felt like I heard a knock or a bang on my window. I looked outside and saw Chris trying to climb a tree, it was hilarious. His pants were falling off and his hat. I told him to come up through the door. He came inside and i quietly brought him into my room.
I stared right into his eyes. I even played with his hair. I grabbed his hands and brought him on to my bed. I just laid next to him staring into his eyes. I changed into my pj's and Chris took off his shirt. We cuddled all night.
*Morning*
Before my dad woke up we pretended that Chris just came over in the morning. My dad looked hilarious with his hair in the morning.
After watching morning cartoons, me and Chris decided to head out for lunch. We decided to go to Subway since it's mine and Chris's favorite take out place.
We always have an amazing time together. I can always feel myself when I'm around him. But then Hayden walked in. Me and Chris made eye contact with him. His face was all bruised up. He walked in with Drew, Dan and Emmett.
I could feel the tension, we left as soon as possible.
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Match Made
FanfictionLife can be hard sometimes, but eventually getting that one person is like a match made in heaven.