You promised

No. 1

••Three and a half  years later••
>Camila's pov

"Hayes!" I yell, my voice echoing through the hallway. The sound of my my heels touching the concrete echos as well. It's so quiet I could hear my own heart beat. There's a yellow light hanging from the ceiling every ten feet, but it's barely enough to see my own hand.

Tears roll down my cheeks. I try my hardest to push back the fear, but I can't.

At the very end of the hallway, there's a quick flash. Too quick, I can't tell if it even happened or it's just my imagination. After the flash, there's a gun shot sound.

"Hayes!" I yell, running down the hall. I couldn't see anything, but something tells me it's him. After what feels like an eternity, I get to the end.

Hayes' lifeless body lies on the ground, blood pulling underneath him. I fall to my knees and I pick Hayes' head up.

"Hayes, baby." I cry. "Don't leave me." I place my hand on his wound, trying to stop him from bleeding out. I close my eyes and pray for him to live.

I open my eyes again, but he's disappeared. The puddle of blood is gone, not even a stain, there's no sight of its existence. I look at my surroundings and I'm not in the hallway anymore. I'm on a podium, in a stadium.

I stand to my feet and look around. The spotlight is on me. I cover it with my hand and the stadium is empty.

"Poor girl." I hear a female voice. "Has no clue of what's going on around her." The voice sounds familiar.

"W-who's there?" I ask, taking a step back.

"Naïve girl." The girl says. She clicks her tongue and her hand rests on my shoulder. I flick her hand and she chuckles. "He's not yours. He's lying."

"Who?"

"You know exactly who I'm talking about." She laughs. "Don't deny it. Stop fighting it."

"Stop it!" I yell. She's talking about Hayes. "You don't know me."

"Oh but I do." She says. There's another spotlight and I see her coming to view. "You're nothing, Worthless. He doesn't love you anymore. He's going to move on."

She steps into the light and it's me. It's me.

I close my eyes and take deep breaths.

"He doesn't love you." I yell at myself.

My eyes shoot open and I sit up. My cheeks are stained with tears and I'm breathing hard. I look around and I'm in my room. I lay my head back on the pillow and it's soaked, because of my tears. I get out of bed, taking my pillow with me. I switch it with another pillow in my closet and get back in bed.

I close my eyes but I can't fall asleep. The feeling of fear and anxiety dwells within me. I feel unsafe and I start to cry. I look at my night stand and grab my phone, turning it on. It's three in the morning and I call Hayes.

"Hayes." I cry.

"Baby what's wrong?" He asks, his voice tired and he sounds half asleep.

"I-I can't sleep."

"I'll be there in a minute." He promises and hangs up. Three minutes later, he climbs into my room through the window like he promised. "What's wrong, baby?" He climbs onto my bed and holds me tight, rocking me side to side.

"I-I had a bad dream." I say. He wipes my tears and kisses my forehead. "Please tell me you love me. Tell me you're glad to be here. Tell me everything's going to be alright." I whisper.

"I love you, Camila. I'm glad you're here. I'm happy for your existence. Everything's going to be okay." He whispers in my ear. "You're okay."

I nod and he kisses my forehead. "I love you, Hayes."

"I love you more."

"I love you most."

"Impossible." He says. I laugh and he kisses me again. "Go to sleep."

He holds me tight, rocking my side to side until I'm asleep.

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Next morning// 10:30 am

I open my eyes and Hayes is the first thing I see. His eyes are open and he's staring at me with a smile.

"Good morning." He smiles.

"Morning." I smile. He kisses my cheek. I get out of bed and go to the restroom. I brush my teeth and wash my face and then check the time. "Hayes, it's ten?!"

"I know." He says calmly as I'm freaking out.

"We're late for school!" I shout, picking out an outfit. He gets out of bed and stands behind me, putting his hands on my waist.

"Baby, you stayed up last night crying. You need to rest." He says, placing his lips on my neck. He finds my sweet spot and he sucks on it, making me go week to my knees.

"H-Hayes." I moan. He pulls my waist and I'm against him.

I softly laugh and he stops kissing my neck. "What?" He asks.

"I love you." I laugh.

He chuckles and he turns me around. "I love you." He kisses me, softly but then a bit rough. He presses me against the wall and he starts sucking on my neck. "Nobody's home." He says and continues sucking on my neck.

His hands fall down to my butt and he picks me up, carrying me to my bed. He climbs on top of me. I press my body against his and I sneak my hand up his shirt to feel his warm skin. We kissed like that for a while, until I pushed him of me and sat on top of him, still kissing him.

I slide my lips down to his neck, where I gently and slowly kiss then suck on. I glide my lips to his ear lobe, tugging gently with my lips.

"Camila." He moaned, throwing his head back. I laugh and kiss his neck. "You're- you're s-suck a tease."

I laugh and we continue making out for a few minutes.

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