He's Not Perfect {Hayes Grier Fanfic}

-30- Return of the Ex

Hayes POV

Ok I fucked up I know. I didn't mean to get drunk I mean who does? It just happens. It hurts to have Amber mad at me like that, I broke a promise and her trust. But the worst is knowing that Kalin saw me intoxicated. I don't need my 6 month old afraid of me since I was like that in front of him.

I know Amber still hasn't forgiven me fully because honestly I was an asshole. So I'm going to do something for her while she's out. And since I have no ideas I call my brother.

"Will I fucked up," I say as soon as he picks up.

"Tell me tell me tell me something I don't know, something I don't know!" Will sings.

"Shut up, I'm serious. I went out with the guys last night but I promised Amber I wouldn't get drunk. I did get drunk and I made her pick me up, got really horny, and started yelling at Cam all in front of Kalin. And I didn't remember any of this this morning."

"Wow Hayes you've really outdone yourself this time. How the hell is she still with you? I mean like four years ago you like lie to her like 6 times I believe oh and then you leave for the military then you get back together and you leave because she's pregnant then-"

"Ok! I get it!" I shout but now that he's brought it up, I feel even more terrible. I've been a dick to her this whole time and she still stands by me.

"So why'd you call me?" Will asks.

"Cause your my brother and I need help?"

"Ok ok, what do you need help with?"

"What can I do to like show her I'm sorry and that I love her?"

"Can you sing?"

"No."

"Cook?"

"No."

"Write poetry?"

"No."

"Hayes your not giving me much to work with." Will groans.

"Will..."

"Fine, I think I have something,"

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Amber POV

Since I have the day to myself I decide to do what white girls do best. Shop with a frap in my hand.

So I go to the mall and immediately head to Starbucks first.

"Grande cinnamon roll frap please." I say pushing my shades up on my head and looking through my purse for my wallet.

"That'll be 3.47." The barista says in a bored voice.

I finally find my wallet and get out my credit card when I almost gasp in shock.

"Hunter?"

"Amber?" He asks and I just shrug it off. I give him my credit card and put my shades back on. Hunter slapped me twice, I'm not exactly jumping for joy to see him. He also lied a ton. I thought he moved to New York to be a model but I guess I wasn't as lucky as I thought.

What I hate to admit is he's still as attractive as he was in high school. With his dirty blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, and jawline that could cut cheese, he definitely had movie star looks.

He hands me back my credit card and I quickly walk to the place where I pick up my order. Hunter is a part of my past that I would not like to reiterate it.

"Cinnamon roll frap for Amber Elizabeth Rhodes?" I hear and I pick it up rolling my eyes.

Hunter hands me my drink and says, "We need to talk."