Situation (Hunter Hayes Fanfic) *on hold*

Chapter 22

© 2014 by Poppy Carolina. All rights reserved.



(Sophie's POV)

I got into my car, well the rental car, and packed everything up. Surfing was.. fun? Well I fell down fewer times than I expected. I mean it was pretty tough to ride a board without being knocked over by the waves. I really don't understand how some people can actually balance out their bodies on them.

The instructor was pretty good though. He was really helpful on how to paddle and position your body when you're in the moving water. There were probably around 10 people there. Both young and older looking. Some extremely old looking. I shiver at the memory. But now sitting here in the car I was beginning to feel tired. I hope Hunter had a good day at least.

I do miss being alone with him but I don't want to sound selfish. I know he doesn't have any other choice. Sometimes I wish he did, but then again I would never say it out loud. I grab my phone to unlock it, seeing that there was a text from Hunter.

Hunter: Soph are you alright? I checked the room and you weren't here. Sorry. I just want to make sure that you're safe. ):

I giggled at the text responding back that I was fine. Actually now that I think about it, I was hungry. And I'm sure he is too, well with spending all day in the studio. Do they have a Burger King or something around here?

I add to the text saying that I was also gonna pick up some burgers for us, or at least try to. I opened up a tab on my phone and google fast food places.

I start the car and begin to make my way towards the "restaurant". Once I arrive I order my food and take a wild guess on Hunter's order. Does he like pickles on his? I shrug my shoulders and drive towards the hotel.

I park in the garage and grab the bag of food. I can smell the aroma of the burgers and my mouth literally starts to water. When I finally enter the hotel I stalk towards the elevator. I notice a mirror hanging on one of the walls and I don't dare look at it because I already know I look awful.

I enter the elevator and carelessly press our floor number. I look down at my shoes and frown because they look like they're about to rip at the seams. I need to get sneakers soon or else I'll be walking barefoot.

The machine makes a high pitched ding sound and the doors slide open. I step out and my feet begin to carry me towards the room. I take out the card that he had given me and push the door open.

I begin to say; "Hunter I have the food!" But immediately stop short because when I get to the bed I see him curled up under the duvet, fast asleep. I internally "aw" at how cute he looks.

Should I wake him? I decide against it. He's worn himself out to the point of exhaustion. I shrug my shoulders and set the bag and drinks on the table. I go pick a tshirt and shorts out of the dresser and walk towards the bathroom, shutting the door quietly so I don't disturb him.

Once I'm changed, I dance towards the table and begin to sort through the food. I pick my fries and burger out and carry them to the left side of the bed, which thankfully does not occupy a sleeping Hunter.

I grab the remote from the nightstand and turn the TV on. I flick through the channels in search of something good to watch. To my dismay none of my favorite programs are on so I settle for a reality TV show called, "Naked and Afraid"? Jesus Christ what is this show about?

As I'm sat here munching on my fries, I feel him stir next to me. I immediately freeze not wanting to cause any sudden movement that could wake him.

I look at him, only to see that he's beginning to flutter his eyes open. Shoot he's waking up. I mean not that I don't want him awake but he needs his sleep. I internally groan.

I hear a soft "Hey" come from my left side. I look down at him and see that he has a small smile placed on his face which makes me smile.

"Hey" I reply. He scoots closer to me and opens his mouth. I laugh and try to throw a fry in but it just ends up colliding with his cheek. Gosh I have a horrible aim. I start to laugh again because his mouth is still open and his eyes are wide. Now to mention there is now grease on the side of his face because of the fry.

"S-Sorry." I manage out, still laughing. He pouts at me and hops off the bed. That's when I notice my fries aren't in my hands anymore. He took my fries dammit!

"Hunter, give them back!" I whine. He begins to put a fry in his mouth, all the while smiling at me. He has his own fries!

"Hunter come on. You have your own food in the bag!"

He turns towards the table to grab his food and climbs back on the bad, handing me my bag of fries. I quickly steal two of his fries and stick my tongue out.

"You're mean." He says, extending the 'mean'. I roll my eyes and start to scroll through the tv channels once again. He starts to scoot closer to me and rests his head in the crook of my neck.

I move my arm, so it's now around his shoulder and bring my hand up to his head. I begin to play with his hair and I hear him sigh. We're both about done with our burgers, content with watching 'Naked and Afraid'.

It was a frightening program to watch in all honesty. I don't think I could ever be so brave to do a thing like that.

I crumple my trash up and throw it in my bag. Hunter takes after my actions and does the same. I get up from the bed and take the bags to the trashcan. I grab my drink off of the table and take a big sip. Ah. Oh how I love you Mr. Sprite.

I go to the door to make sure it's locked then head back to the bed. As I lay down once again Hunter past his chest, signalling for me to lay down there. I abide and do so, letting out a sigh as he begins to play with my hair.

I don't know why I love when people play with my hair, but it relaxes me. I begin to trace patterns across his chest, making weird shapes and figures along the way.

"Sophie," I hear a soft whisper.

"Hmm?" I mumble back.

"Did you have fun today/" I nod my head. "Yeah surfing was really interesting, although I did fall down a couple of times." I laugh out. Oh I bet you I'm gonna be sore tomorrow.

"Good, I'm glad. Listen I just want to tell you that I'm sorry I left you all alone and keep leaving you all alone. It's just that-"

I knew he was getting at this. "Stop. No seriously don't." I say as I look up at him.

He looks guilty. Like he thinks it's his fault that he's always busy and he's the one to blame. Why does he always drop it on himself?


"Hunter I understand where you're coming from but it's not your fault alright? I know you always want to give me everything and spend as much time as you can with me but you can't really control this. And yes sometimes I do wish that you were wit-"

No, no I can't tell him that. That's selfish! I rub my face and turn the conversation around.

"I mean I just wish that you wouldn't over work yourself. I just wish you would take more breaks." I say hugging him.

Nice save Soph. Very nice save.

"Aren't you tired? You can still play your music and go to the studio and do everything you still do but please don't over due it this badly. It's just not healthy."

It wasn't healthy at all. I'm worried that if he doesn't start changing how much he pushes himself that he'll pass out while performing. And that will not end well.