little mendes // hayesgrier

dos

emma

"yea, he's pretty cute. but he saw me in my fugly clothes, ha." i say into the phone, telling my best friend about hayes.

"you're so lucky, i can't believe you met hayes! ugh, i wish i wasn't in california for the summer." hazel says, sadness lingering in her voice. hazel's kinda boy crazy, while i'm way more calm.

"it's fine hazel, he's just some guy." i say, then my room door opens. i look over to see hayes standing on the doorway with his luggage in his hands. i hang up the phone before explaining to hazel why.

"i'm sorry, i thought this was my room." hayes apologizes.

"no, it's fine." i reply, sending him a warm smile. "i'll show you where your room is." hayes and i walk back to shawn, since i don't exactly know where he'll be staying. "shawn, where's hayes gonna sleep?" i ask him.

"take him to the guest room next to yours." he answers, then goes back to talking to his friends. i walk hayes over to the guest room, making sure that he doesn't get lost. we bought a really big house once shawn got famous, even i get lost here sometimes.

"here it is, pick whichever bed you'd like." i say, stepping inside the room. hayes follows me, and sets his bags down. "need anything else?"

"a map." he answers, causing me to let out a giggle. "i swear, you have the cutest laugh." he says. "i mean-uh-i."

his stuttering amuses me even more, but in a good way. "anyhow, if you need anything, i'm right next door." i say, then leave the room. i walk back to my room to continue watching american horror story. like tate, please date me.

after about two hours of having my butt glued to my bed, i start realizing that i'm getting hungry again. i make my way to the kitchen so that i could make myself some lunch.

to my surprise, mom had already made food, spaghetti fettuccine, my favorite! i serve myself some of that delicious lunch, then start walking back to my room. as i'm walking, i pass by the game room and see all the guys playing-oh god.

i rush inside the room, almost breaking the screws in the process. "really shawn? you're playing without me?" i ask, carefully balancing the spaghetti plate on one hand.

shawn's eyes grow wide, and a smirk soon appears on my face. "i told you guys we shouldn't have played this game." he murmurs.

"why not? it's cool." nash chimes in.

"emma's obsessed with this game, and i mean obsessed! nobody plays with her because they know how she gets. she's never lost one game, ever." shawn explains, while i stand there proudly.

"that's right. now, i'm going to teach you loosers how it's done." i say, taking a controller and sitting down next to hayes.

"i don't mean to brag but, i am pretty good at this game too." hayes says, smirking.

"haha that's cute, you think you can beat me." i say, squishing one of his cheeks. i see him blush, but don't really pay attention to that. now, lets play some mario kart.

hayes

i had no idea what i was in for. shawn was right, when emma goes all out, she goes all out. everything was fine in the beginning, until the we got to the final lap.

if anyone would overlap emma, she would literally send you a death stare. and she couldn't just stay seated like a normal person. no, she had to stand up and jump around. and whenever she made sharp turns, she would shove me to the side.

and she actually yells throughout the game. i swear, it's crazy playing with her. i thought i was good at this game, but emma set me in my place. but it was all worth it, because i got to spend time with her.

something that i noticed was that during the whole game, she had the most adorable game face on. i had never seen something cuter than that.

"that's not fair, you cheated!" matthew accuses emma, pointing his finger childishly at her.

"no i didn't, you're just a sore looser." emma fights back, sticking her tongue out at him. matt walks up to her, a little too close to her for my comfort.

"you are a sore looser matt." cameron says, causing matt to angrily throw a pillow at him.

"okay guys, stop fighting. instead we should go out for pizza, i'm starving." shawn suggests, and immediately all us boys howl in excitement. as we all start walking out the door, shawn stops and looks back. "aren't you coming?" he asks, and i just now notice that emma didn't stand up with us.

"i don't feel like going out, plus i have my own food so." she answers, raising her fork in the air and waving it around like a wand. shawn laughs.

"okay, we'll be right back." he says, then starts walking. i really wanted emma to come, so i deceive to stay with her.

"hey nash, i think i'm gonna stay back. not really in the mood for pizza." i tell him, making up an excuse just so that i can stay with emma.

"okay bro, be back in a bit." he says, then leaves with the rest of the boys. i walk back to emma, only to find her eating and watching television. it takes her a while to realize i'm there, but in few seconds she finally does.

"hayes, what're you doing here? i thought you left with the guys." she says.

"nah, i rather hang out with you." i explain, hoping that that made her feel special. because she's very special to me. "so, is there any food?" i ask her, and of course she laughs.

"there's spaghetti in the kitchen, lemme get you some." emma says, rushing out of the room and coming back in a matter of seconds with a plate full of food.

"so, what do you normally do around here?" i ask.

"well, i usually go out. but i'm feeling super lazy today. so on days like these, i usually just sleep or watch movies." she answers.

"i'm bored, so let's watch some movies." i suggest. emma smiles, then starts picking a few movies that she likes.

"okay so we're watching harry potter, into the woods, then finding nemo." she says, not even bothering to ask me if i want to watch it. but you know what, i don't mind. because i'll be spending the rest of the day with emma.