bestfriends? || hunter rowland ♡

part twenty : saved me

Hunter and I haven't been the same since that night in Toronto. It wasn't that bad though, since I was surrounded by so many other great friends. When we got home, it was going to hard though.

We just arrived in LA, and it's beautiful. Theres only two days left of tour, and I'm really going to miss it. I'm gonna miss Mark too, I'll be in Arizona and he's all the way in Pennsylvania.

We had one day just to explore LA, so we all decided to go to the beach. I changed into my bikini *in media*, grabbed my sunglasses and was out the door.

Everyone called ubers to get to Malibu. I was in one with Weston, Mark, Brandon, Hunter, and Blake. Blake sat in the front, Weston and Brandon in the middle, and Hunter Mark and I in the back. It was a 30 minute drive and I just talked to Mark most of the time.

We took snapchats and made a few musical.lys until we made it to the beach.

Once we pulled up, I jumped on Mark's back and we ran down to the ocean. Everyone set up their stuff, and then hopped into the water.

We stayed at the beach all day, and it was so much fun! As we were leaving, I got a text from an unknown number again.

unknown:
meet me behind the hotel at 1:30am. come or regret it and miss your little boyfriend.

I was shocked, and I think Mark noticed.

"Babe what happened? Are you okay?" He asked, as I deleted the message.

"Uh..yeah it's nothing don't worry.." I lied, but I didn't want to explain the situation to him.

We got back to the hotel, and I contemplated if I should go or not. If I didn't go, he would hurt Mark, if I did go, he would hurt me.

Suddenly, I got an idea. I could go with Hunter and make sure the cops would be there, but would Hunter actually want to help? He did say he would be there if I needed him, and this was really important.

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*1:00AM*

I layed in our hotel room, next to Mark. He was asleep, and so was Weston. Slowly, I got up and went across to Hunter's room.

I knocked on the door, and he opened it, he seemed wide awake.

"Hey, I know we haven't been talking, but I really need your help with something." I asked, shaky. He looked concerned.

"With what? Wait, why wouldn't you ask Mark?" He questioned.

"Hunter, it-it's my father. He's behind the hotel waiting for me. I need you to call the cops incase anything happens." I explained.

"HE CAME BACK? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" He almost screamed.

"shh..but no, just help me, please!" I begged.

He just grabbed my hand and took me down to the lobby. He dialed 911, and explained the situation.

"They'll be here in 5 minutes, don't go out yet." Hunter directed me. I nodded, I hoped this would work.

As soon as Hunter heard soft sirens coming, I went outside, but he stayed nearby. As planned, there was my father, waiting for me.

"Oh sweetheart, you knew whats best for you. How about you come back to New Jersey with me and..live your life how it should be." He had a weird look on his face, why would I listen to him?

Before I could answer, the police pulled up.

"WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? IT WAS HUNTER WASN'T IT? OH YOU TWO ARE.." he was cut off, by the officer taking him away.

People started coming out, to see what happened. I ran to Hunter, jumping into his arms, he helped save me from whatever was going to happen

"Thank you so, so, so, so much! I don't know what I would do without you!" I exclaimed, smiling at him.

"You know I'm always here for you, and this is why we're bestfriends, no matter what." He said, rubbing my back.

He carried me over to all the other guys, confused on what was going on. I jumped down from Hunter and looked right at Mark.

Hunter and I explained the whole situation to them, and they were shocked.

We walked up back to our rooms, and I thanked Hunter one last time before going back with Weston and Mark. Once we got back, Mark looked almost upset, and confused.

"Val, why wouldn't you tell me about this?" Mark asked me, as I sat down on the bed.

"I don't know...I mean I just really trust Hunter, and he knew what was going on and I thought he could help.." shit. that came out wrong. it sounds like I dont trust Mark.

"Oh so you don't trust me? Well if you trust Hunter over your boyfriend then why don't you go stay with him? Clearly I'm just not good enough for you." He blurted out. He was mad, but so was I. I basically just saved both of us and he doesn't care at all.

"Fine. Obviously he still cares about me than you do. I'd think you'd appreciate the fact I just helped both of us, but fine I'll be with Hunter if you need me." My eyes filled with tears but I refused to let them out. I walked out of the room and just stood in the hallway for a while, and I could hear Weston getting mad at Mark.

Right as I was about to go over to Hunter's room, Weston walked out, looking for me.

"Hey, I just wanted to make sure you're okay.." He said, pulling me into a hug.

"I'm fine, I just, I don't know I have a lot on my mind right now." I said. I'm still shocked about my father, everything happening with Mark, and my mixed feelings for Hunter.

"Come to the roof with me, I'll let you vent everything out." Weston said, and we started going to the elevator.

We got up to the roof, and there was a bench. We sat down, admiring the city lights as I got everything out.

"Listen, I know Mark is kind of being a jerk, you're not wrong at all. I think he's jealous of you and Hunter, because you two can't help but act the way you do together. Thats exactly how I felt, so I get it. Just give him time and he'll hopefully calm down. You can sleep with me tonight if you want." Weston told me. I was so lucky to have him, too. He was always a great friend and I'm glad we were able to stay friends.

We went back into the room, and I fell asleep next to Weston, hoping tomorrow would be a better day.