Last First Year

Since when? | 7

"WILLOW AALIYAH!" They scream before I hear pounding feet and someone trip...

I Scream as someone grabs me from behind. They start tickling me.

"NOOO STOP" I scream and kick the person.

"Damn," cam hisses as he rubs his shin.
That means Nash is behind us and Hayes tripped.

Aaliyah smiles over in the corner, shushing Nash and Cam. They fall silent as Hayes walks in.

His hair is a mess, he has whipped cream smudged on hist chin and flour threw his hair. Aaliyah jumps forward, whacking Hayes face with the cake. He now is a complete mess. I start cracking up leaning forward and smacking my knee while gasping for air. Aaliyah joins me while Hayes sits and glares jokingly, a ghost smile plaster on his face.

"You win Dallas!" He smirks at me before continuing
"But..." This is not gonna be good.
"I will get you back one way or another."

I gasp jokingly,
"You would never."

"Oh but I would..." He smirks again.
I glare, jumping forward and onto his back. He catches my legs just in time to keep me from falling.

Nash and Cam sat there amused, watching our little conversation.

I wrap my arms around his neck and my legs around his torso. Hayes looks back and kisses my forehead. I giggle.

Hayes smiles and walks over to the fridge opening it with one hand holding me up with the other.

"Hey willow..."

"Yeah Nash." I sigh, burying my face in Hayes' shoulder blades.

"I would check your Twitter if I were you." Cam buts in.

I slip off Hayes' back and walk over to the counter with my phone. I slide onto the seat.

I unlock my phone, clicking onto the Twitter app. Immediately my phone blows up with mentions. I check the tweet. A picture is attached. Specifically a picture of me on Hayes back and him opening the fridge.

The caption reads
'Awe look at these two- cuties @willowdallas @hayesgrier '
It's from Nash.

I walk over to him and shove his shoulder playfully, laughing. He shakes his head at me.

"What! Perfect photo opp." He says in a girly voice.

I walk over to cam and sit on his lap, eating chips. He continues on his phone. Fine. I get up and grab Aaliyah.

"We're going upstairs to get changed." I don't hear one reply. Frustrated I storm up stairs and into my room, Aali following.

"Wanna go shopping?" I ask her.

"Sure" she replies.
"Okay I'm gonna have a shower and get changed then you can. Is that okay?" I say sweetly.

"Of course!" She says in the same voice. I laugh.

I grab my stuff walking into my bathroom. I strip and turn on the shower waiting for it to be just right. I step in and wash myself and then wash my hair. I cleanse my face before getting out. I grab my blow dryer and turn it on, holding away from my hair while the hot air rushes out. Once my hairs all dry, I grab my outfit and pull it on, not wanting to impress anyone, I slide on high waisted skinny jeans and a cropped sunflower shirt. I lightly apply some foundation, mascara, contouring, eye liner and of course a light nude lip colour. I tie my hair into a high messy bun.