Hunter Hayes One-Shots

Oh Boy

"Baby you a song, you make me want to roll my windows down, and cruise," I sang along with the radio, kicking my feet up on the dashboard. It was a sunny, summer day in Louisiana and I was in the passenger seat in Hunter Hayes’s truck.

Yes, Hunter Hayes the Grammy nominated artist. I had met him a year ago at a Coffee House and we just clicked. We had started dating five months after, keeping in touch by texts and late-night calls. He finally had a few weeks off in the summer from touring so I had decided to come down to his hometown with him. 

I glanced over at Hunter once the song ended to find him fighting back a laugh. “What?"

"Oh nothing, you just have a beautiful voice," he said, letting out a few laughs.

"Oh shut up," I said, laughing with him. “Where are we even going, Mr. Hayes?" I asked, settling back in my seat.

"…don’t forget to check out Guitar Center today for their annual sale," the guy on the radio said, which made Hunter gasp.

"Faith, we have to go!"

"But Hunter you.."

"No! We have to!"

"Oh gosh.."

"Please!"

"Fine, fine, fine," I said with a laugh. “I do need some new strings for my acoustic guitar."

"Yeah! See!"

"I said we could go!" I said, shaking my head.

"Yay! I love you!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

Hunter laughed, which made me smile. He has the cutest laugh in the world. The radio started a new song, which started with a piano intro. A big grin formed on my face when I realized what song it was. “Ew what song is this?" Hunter said, reaching forwards to change the station.

I slapped his hand away, saying, “No way. This is my favorite song."

"Awh."

"You know I’d fall apart without yoouu," I sang, leaning closer to Hunter. “I don’t know how you do what you do."

"I’m driving."

"Because everything that don’t make sense about mee. Makes sense when I’m with you."

"Faith."

"Like everything that’s green girl I need you."

"I’m a male."

"But it’s more than one and one makes two."

"Creative lyrics there."

"Put aside the math and the logic of it. You gotta know your wanted too."

 Hunter sighed but his smile seemed to grow bigger every second. “I just want to wrap you up," he sang along with me and himself on the radio. “Wanna kiss your lips I, I wanna make you feel wanted. And I wanna call you mine, wanna hold your hand forever and never let you forget it. Yeah baby I, I wanna make you feel wanted."

"Awh," I said, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Awwh," he said back, mimicking me. “Hey we’re here!" he said, pulling into an open parking spot.

"You don’t want to listen to the rest of the song?"

"Um..no."

"Why not!"

"You don’t know how awkward it is to hear yourself on the radio."

"Oh come on, it’s cool."

"At first. Then it’s just awkward."

"Oh."

Hunter jumped out of the truck and jogged over to my side to open the door for me. “My lady."

"You dork," I said, jumping down with a smile.

"You’re so abusive," he teased as he shut the door again, lacing his fingers with mine as we walked up to the mall where the Guitar Center was.

"Oh am I?"

"Yes."

"Did you write a song about it?"

"Yes, many. I have a notebook filled with them."

"Oh wonderful."

Hunter just laughed as he opened the mall doors for me, turning around so he was walking backwards, never taking his eyes off mine.

"What are you doing?"

"Walking backwards."

"Please don’t fall."

"I’ll try not to."

"Hunter," I said with a laugh, but he just grinned. “Seriously, you’re going to trip or run into something."

"But I don’t want to take my eyes off of you."

"This is what I get for dating a romantic," I muttered, a blush rising up my checks.

"Not my fault you’re so pretty."

"Shut up."

Hunter laughed and glanced behind his shoulder. “Hey! There’s Guitar Center!"

"Mhm."

"C’mon!" he said as he swirled around, dragging me over to the store.

"Woah, easy there."

"Faith look at all the guitars," Hunter mumbled, looking around the store wide-eyed. He looked like a little kid in a candy store.

"We’re going to be here awhile, aren’t we."

Hunter slowly nodded his head, his jaw slacking a little as his blue eyes scanned over the store.

Oh boy.