Imagines H.G.

Something That Were Not (part two)

Y/n POV

It's been a week since I yelled at Hayes. I feel terrible and want to apologize. But I don't want thing to go back to the way they were, him thinking were something.

And to be honest I kind of miss the roses and notes he used to sneak me, it showed that he actually cared.

As I mope into school with my head down, not wanting to socialize, I walk to my locker.

I get there, open it, and look at the ground waiting for something to come out. But nothing falls. I grab my textbooks as a wave of guilt hits me, and make my way to class.

In class I see Hayes, he's sitting on the other side of the room chatting with his friends not even noticing I walked into the room. I sit at my desk and eye ball him, hoping that he'll acknowledge me. But he doesn't. Of course, I was a bitch, I turned him down and yelled at him when he was just trying to be nice.

*after school*

As I walk home from school, see Hayes walking in front of me. Except he doesn't look as happy as he did in class. I run up next to him and tap his shoulder to let him know I'm there. He turns to me and his sad face turns into anger.

"What do you want", he spat at me.

"Look Hayes, I know this probably won't fix it but I'm sorry. I realized that your the only one that has cared for me in a while. And I know I was a bitch and turned you down more than once, but I'm willing to give it a try", you say sincerely.

His face softens up as he answers.

"I would love for you go give it a try, but I don't want to force you into anything you don't want. So I'm willing to take it slow", he smiled.

"So friends?"

"Friends." I assured him.

We kept walking to our houses together, and I couldn't help but feel better being in good terms with him. I actually missed him. A lot.

*next day at school*

I walk into school as happy as ever and to my locker. I open it and jump back as something fall at my feet.

A rose.

I look around the hallway to look for Hayes. I spot him talking to his friends and he winks at me. I roll my eyes playfully at him, unable to get the smile on my face.

Maybe I am ready for relationship. But only him.

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Yay part two. Sorry I haven't updated.

Make sure to send me songs with meaning so I can make imagines out of them. Love y'all bye.