Keiras POV
"You should go see what Carrie wants," he said nervously, probably trying to get off the subject.
I solemnly agreed and half-walked, half-stumbled down the stairs.
"You okay, kiddo?" Carrie met ne at the bottom.
"Yeah. I got eyeliner in my eye and it's burning like hell, " I lied.
"Oh. Grab the radio from out back? Is Hunter staying for dinner?"
"Sure and I'm not sure. I'll ask in a minute," and with that, I walked out of the screen door in the back of the kitchen and grabbed the radio from the back of the porch that wrapped entirely around the house. I walked back in the door, placed the old radio on the table and ran back upstairs. The door was still open from when I left so I returned to my seat next to Hunter, whom was still not emotionally stable. "Geez, Hunt, I'm the one who lost my life and you're the one who's crying."
"But I remember it. I guess knowing is half the battle," he said without connecting our eyes.
After a long and awkward silence filled the room like a toxic gas, I finally asked the question that had been lingering in my head,
"Why don't you stay for dinner?"
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Can't Say Love: A Hunter Hayes Fanfic (Completed)
FanficWhen Keira meets Hunter at Starbucks, she doesn't know that her whole life is about to turn upside down. What happened? Learn with Keira as she finds out the secrets to her past, while her relationship with Hunter Hayes grows into something beautifu...
