Hayes's POV
"OK JUST FUCKING ADMIT IT!" I yelled, surprising myself.
I could tell Mal was supersede too. Wide eyes, jaw dropped. But then she snapped back to reality fast.
"IM NOT FUCKING USING YOU I DONT NEED YOU AS SOME CHARITY CASE!"
"I DONT NEED YOU!"
"ACTUALLY YOU MIGHT."
"FUCK Y-YOU!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP"
"What the hell? Is that Hayes the one I heard screaming at Mal and cursing?" I heard Nash down stairs.
"SHUT THE HELL UP" I yelled to them.
"Oh....well damn" I heard Carter say.
"WHY YOU GONNA TELL EM TO SHUT THE HELL UP? YOURE THE ONE WHO STARTED YELLING! BITCH" she yelled.
"THOT" I yelled back, and I seriously was confused. I wast thinking before I said anything, I wast worried, I couldt stop myself from yelling and saying anything.
"ME? A THOT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?" She said, shoving me, causing me to fall backwards off the bed.
She gaped a minute but I stood back up and yelled "WHAT THE HELL?"
"Ok just get the fuck out my room"
I paused. "I said get the fuck out" she said in a duh tone.
I rolled my eyes before leaving her room and slamming the door.
Once I slammed the door I lost all the confidence and carelessness I had.
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Fanfiction"Why were you so scared?" I said. He thought for a minute then gulped and said "y-you make me really nervous, M-Mal" /// Meet Mal Dallas. Cameron Dallas's little sister. Outgoing, popular, party loving. Meet Hayes Grier. Nash Grier's little brothe...
