Hayes Grier Imagines

"Scary Movies"//cute

It was midnight when your friend pulled up to your house. "Bye y/n!" She shouts. You wave your hand. You had just gotten back from the movie theater to see The Gallows. You were so scared. You open the door cautiously and kick your vans off. "H-Hayes?" You ask quietly. You heard a noise and jumped. Hayes walks down stairs in a hoodie and sweatpants. "Hey b-- what's wrong?" He asks. You jump in his arms and look around.  "Baby.. Did you go see that movie with Mac--" "Don't say her name!" You say. Hayes just laughs. "It's not funny Hayes. I'm really scared." You say, tears welling in your eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Hayes says. "Will you come upstairs with me?" You ask. He nods and holds your hand while you walk upstairs. You change into sweatpants and your old high school t-shirt. You hear something move in the closet. You jump onto Hayes who cradles you. "Babe. It's probably one of those boxes." He says. You both climb into bed. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer to him. "I won't let anything happen to you y/n." He whispers in your ear. He plants a kiss on your forehead and the two of you fall asleep.