Love Sucks! Until I Met You.

Chapter 6 - Complication

Hayden's POV

I was awake for awhile, just listening to Kris breathe softly. I don't know why I had the urge to hold her.

"She's just my sister's best friend." I told myself

"You know that she's more than that to you." I thought

"Would you get out of here?" I scolded to my brain, knowing it's right

Without realizing I got up and into my bed. As I wrapped my arms around her, I could smell her light perfume. She wore it everyday. It's wasn't very strong, but when you were around her you could smell it. The fragrance was a flowery kind of scent, like honeysuckle. She started stirring, so I naturally tightended my grip. I really didn't want to wake her up. She relaxed and so did I. I'm not sure how she would react if she'd fully had woken up. When I got comfortable I whispered "I love you too." and I was off to a dreamless sleep.

I was awakened by a loud crash. Kris wasn't occupying the space she had been last night. Great I'm not sure how to explain this to her. I quickly got up and put on some pants. My wavy blonde hair sticking up in all sorts of directions. I walked to my bathroom and looked in the mirror. My royal blue eyes looked tired. I turned the sink on and splashed water on my face. After I dried it off, I noticed a note on the wall behind me.

It read:

Dear Hayden,

If you ever touch me again without my permission, I will chop your balls off.

The one and only, Kris <3

Ok so that's how she reacted. At least she didn't do it, and trust me she would have. Once this senior kept messing around with one of the nerds at our school. The guys name was Sean and the nerds was Benny. Sean was pushing Benny around and Kris saw. She went up to Sean, stomped on his foot, kicked him where the sun don't shine, and punched him in the face. Sean hasn't done anything pertained to bullying ever since. Of course she got away with it. Benny took the blame. But hey, at least he made a couple friends out of it.

I was brought out of my mind by the front door being slammed. I rushed down stairs.

"Damn it!"

"Oh my"

"No, no please ive got it."

"No miss it's alright."

"Please it's fine, you've got plenty of other things to worry about I've got this covered."

"Ok miss, if you need any help I'll be in the kitchen."

I came into view of one of the maids walking into the kitchen, and Kris cleaning broken glass off the living room floor.

"Ass-hole." Kris muttered to herself.

"Who was at the door?" I asked as I approached her.

"Dixon" she replied angrily picking up some glass.

"Why was he here?" I started to help her with the glass.

She closed her eyes, and took in enough air to suffocate anyone in a 50 ft radius.

"He wanted to "apologize" for something that happened at school." she breathed while shaking her head.

"Oh so what's with the broken glass?" I spoke hesitantly trying not to get her more angry.

"Sorry about that. He wouldn't leave so I kinda threw a beer bottle at him, but I missed so it hit the door." she said picking up the last of the broken pieces.

"Kinda?" I smirked behind her following to the kitchen. She throws away the glass and faces me with an annoyed expression.

"Yes, I did." she said as she tried to push me out of her way. "Ahhhhh, fudge!" she fell to the floor, holding her left hand.

"Kris, what's wrong?" I exclaimed, kneeling down in front of her.

"My hand" she winced in pain.

"No duh captain obvious." I say picking her up off the ground.

"Thanks sergeant sarcasm. Where are we going put me down." she wriggled in my arms.

"I'm going to care for your hand and then take you out for snow cones." I stated

"I'm ok really, and why snow cones? She said as I placed her on the counter of the down stairs bathroom.

"Let me see your hand" I ask ignoring her question.

"No like I said I'm fine" she held her hand closer to her chest.

"I can fix this if you let me." I tell her "Or I can bring you too the hospital?" I ask her knowing she absolutely hates hospitals

She bites her bottom lip, her eyes pleading with me to give her another option.

"Kris let me help you. We can get as many flavors of snowcones as you want. I'll even take you to see that new movie you keep talking about." I tried to convince her

"Ok"

"Ok?" I ask confused

"Ok, but you also have to buy me new shoes"

"What why?"

"That's the deal" she states

I know I'm not going to win this argument so I just nod. She gave me her hand and I looked it over.

"There's a giant piece of glass in here!" I exclaim too frightendly

"What!" she shouted trying to pull her hand back. Keeping it in mine she gives in.

I grab one of the many first-aid kits we have, and get out the rubbing alcohol. I start to clean where the glass isn't. When I'm finished I look her in eyes and tell her

"I'm not going to lie, this is going to hurt alot."

"Now I'm doubting my decision"

"Why?"

"Because at least at a hospital, they'd lie about how much it's gonna hurt." she pouted in the most adorable way.

"I'll try to make it quick, bacon."

"Hey I thought I told you to never call me that again" she smiled at the name I called her when we were eight.

"Well it got you to smile." I tell her laughing.

"Let's just get this over with." she closed her eyes tight, and held a towel in her right hand.

I poured the rubbing acolhol in the wound and she screamed in pain, holding the towel to her mouth.

"AHHHHHH DAMN DAMN DAMN!" she yelled through the towel.

I figured this would be the best time to take out the shard. So I grabbed the glass and yanked it out as fast as I could. She started crying.

"AHHHHHH OH MY GOSH!! ASSHOLE!" she cried gripping my left shoulder, with her eyes still closed and tears flowing out of them

I ignored her comment and finished cleaning the wound. I had wrapped it in gauzeand a bandage wrap. She was still crying because of the pain, so I picked her up and carried her to the couch. The living room had already been cleaned from the party. I sat down with her on my lap. We sat like that, her on my lap and her head against my bare chest, silently crying soaking my non-existing shirt, for twenty minutes. Her right hand was placed flatly over my heart, rubbing my chest with her thumb. I rested my cheek on her head, with my arms around her.

"Thank you" she whispered weakly

"Your welcome" I whispered back and smiled.

"What's going on here?" someone asked.

I looked up and froze.

"Uhh...."

Wow this is awkward...

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=D <3 Zaxh & Kris