Fallen for you

Chapter 13: Hunter POV

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            Hunter’s P.O.V

I had called Brooke and explained that we both weren’t feeling well, I didn’t feel bad about it, well maybe a little.

            “I don’t exactly like to talk about my mom, but…” She said, sighing and resting her head on her knees as she wrapped my arms around them.

I sat at the other edge of the couch; I sat there quietly, waiting for her to speak. She didn’t say anything for a while; I think she was debating whether or not she was ready to tell me about her.

After a couple minutes she raised her head, but she didn’t look at me.

“Ever since I was younger, no let me correct that, ever since I was born, my mother has hated me with an intense passion. I know you would probably say, ‘how could someone who brought you into this world, hate you?’ Well I’ll tell you, Hunter. It is very possible, and I’ve had to go through it for the past eighteen years, and it’s just been hell,” She began, and I could tell she was becoming hesitant and emotional.

 “I use to get bullied and harassed for the way that I walk, and she never did anything about it. I didn’t have friends, and if I did, they were fake friends; I’m so use to being betrayed and being the ugly friend. I didn’t have anyone. She always told me what a huge disappointment I am, how I’ll never be loved because I am ugly and worthless, and no guy is ever going to want me, and it’s just like…I’ve been,” she paused, as her voice cracked and she put her head in her hands.

“I’ve been…this is all I’ve ever been told, so after a while I start to believe them, because that’s all I’ve ever heard it. And when Brooke and I became friends, I don’t know, I mean it was one of the best things that could have ever happened to me, and so was meeting Sara and Archer, even though it’s only been two days with Brooke, and a few hours with Sara and Archer. I mean, I’m so use to people using me or leaving, and I mean, Xavier is amazing, he’s so sweet and I’m glad that he and Brooke are back together, because they seem to be perfect together. I want that, Hunter, I want to fall madly in love with someone and then whether or not we break up or we stay together, I mean…Okay I feel like I’m just rambling,” She says, and I catch a glimpse of her beautiful face as she starts to laugh at herself sarcastically.

“Ramble on,” I said; I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

“And as for what I think of you? I know you want to know, but you won’t find out. At least not for a while, but at least you know I trust you enough to tell you all of this,” she said, and the smirk she had on her face turned into a frown, and she hid her face with her hands.

“Paige, you want to know what I think?” I asked moving towards her, removing a hand from her face and holding it in my own.

“What?” she asked, looking up at me with those beautiful and bright brown eyes of hers, and I fought the smile that was trying to make its way onto my face, I rubbed her hand in little circles with my thumb as I looked down at her soft skin.

“I don’t care if I’ve only known you for a couple of days, because it doesn’t matter if how long I’ve known a person, I’m usually a very good judge of character. I think that you are beautiful, as in beautiful on the inside and the out, I think your mother doesn’t realize how lucky she is to have you, or anyone for that matter who has ever met you and hasn’t realized how lucky they’ve been to meet such an amazing person. They’re idiots for a lack of a better term, and I don’t mean to disrespect your mother or anything, but there isn’t any reason why she should treat you like that. There’s a saying, Paige. That saying is: “We deserve the love we think we deserve,” and I can honestly tell you, you deserve so much better than what you’re getting.” I said as I looked up from her hand and gazed into her eyes.

 “Someone who is worthy of you isn’t going to care that you walk a little differently, let me be the first to tell you that there is absolutely nothing wrong with you, and the guy who you end up being with? He’s going to be the luckiest guy in the world. As for being the ugly friend? You’re nowhere near ugly; I don’t ever want to hear you refer to yourself as ugly, unless it’s opposite day, or something. And as for people leaving you? Brooke isn’t going to leave, Xavier isn’t going to leave, Sara doesn’t seem like she will, and neither does that other guy. And I can tell you this for certain, I’m not going to leave you. Ever,”

There were tears in her eyes at this point, and her bottom lip was quivering before she broke into the most beautiful smile I had ever seen, I smiled back, and I wasn’t prepared for her tackling me, I was so surprised that I fell back with her on top of me, giving me the tightest hug I had ever received.

She was so warm, I hugged her back, wrapping my arms around her waist and I decided in my head, that this was much better than karaoke.

“Thank you, Hunter. Thank you so much,” she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice even though she was whispering.

“You’re welcome, babe,” I whispered back, holding her tightly.

“Did you just call me babe?” she asked, raising her head off of my chest and raising an eyebrow at me.

“N-n-no, I said Paige; they sound familiar, don’t they?” I asked, I had to come up with something, I hoped my face didn’t turn red and that my eyes didn’t widen, because I am usually a very good liar, not that I lie a lot, or anything…

But I didn’t think I could lie to Paige very well, it was something about her that just made me feel…I don’t know, just as if I wanted to protect her from anything and everything that could hurt her.

I wouldn’t let anything or anyone hurt her, and I think she knew that.

“Oh,” she said, I think she knew I was lying, but she just laid her head back on my chest and I looked down at her as she yawned.

I rubbed her back and a few minutes later, she fell asleep and was snoring softly on top of me. She looked so at peace, so angelic, so beautiful; I started to play with her hair, gently looking at the dark strands and holding them up to the dim lamp light, I saw that she had blondish and red strands mixed in with her brown hair.

I looked down at her, and I stared at how full, dark, and long her eye lashes were, how they fell ever so gracefully against her skin, I stared at full shape of her lips, and how they were a shade of pink and brown mixed together, they were slightly open and I saw the small beauty mark on the inside of her lip.

It was kind of like when you look at someone for the first time and notice all the things you never saw before, and you find all of this to make the person even more beautiful than you had originally thought them to be.

I don’t know when I fell asleep, but somewhere throughout realizing all of this, I did.

I fell asleep to the smell of vanilla and mint.

The smell of Paige.