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Hayes' POV

I woke up at 4 in the morning.

She was gone. Suddenly I felt this empty feeling. She left.

Again.

It was time for school and I did my morning workout and now I headed for the shower.

I think of her again. But this time I don't jerk off.

I stand there and think.

I then snap out of her trance and clean my body.

Finally done.

I grab my shit and say goodbye to my mom.

I head out.

I had some extra time and I go to the store and buy a pack of gum, water, and a Red Bull.

I pay and open the can and drink.

I've been having the worst hangovers ever. I'm still having one from last night.

NO MORE ALCOHOL, OR DRUGS!

I keep telling myself this so I don't do it.

I pull up to school and get out.

The bell rings, right on time.

School goes by fast and suddenly I get home.

I just ignored everyone.

Seriously it works, the day went so much faster.

I get home and fall into bed. I get a text instantly.

Blair: Hey, are you okay?

Hayes: I'm fine, why are you asking?

Blair: I was worried about last night. Sorry I stayed so late.

Hayes: It was fine. Thanks for stopping me, or else this hangover would have been worse.

Hayes: Why did you leave so late?

Blair: I left at 3 am, I woke up and I was like oh shit I need to get home.

Blair: Plus Mike texted me if I was asleep and I said just woke up and he said he was coming early to help me with some work. So I had to leave lol.

I stopped answering after she said "Mike texted me..."

She doesn't get it does she?

She obviously doesn't know it is fucking killing me.

Whatever.

I throw my phone behind me.

I get off my bed and get into something comfortable.

I get into bed and just lay there and think.

I'm tired of thinking

Of

Her.

I can't fucking stop.

I fall asleep and I wake up an hour later.

It's 5 pm.

I'm glad it's the weekend, I'm tired of school.

Seriously.

When is something interesting and different going to happen?

It's the same shit everyday.

SATURDAY 10 AM

I wake up the next morning to a bunch of noises downstairs.

I moan and get up to see what happened.

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