Can't Say Love: A Hunter Hayes Fanfic (Completed)

Chapter 52

I layed asleep that night. My logic knew that I needed sleep desperately. I honestly hadn't slept the night before. It was morning now but that didn't disrupt the same thoughts that kept me awake. Was it the fact that Hunter told Logan about my incident? Or was it the fact that she was dating Hunter and no one told me? Or even worse... was it the fact that they were simply dating? I was certain I knew the day before, at the bowling alley, my feelings. I just didn't know anymore. Was it that I didn't remember my feelings, or that they had somehow changed in the midst of my wandering mind last night?

As of then, I knew one thing. I would not understand my emotions until I saw Hunter again. I pictured that awkward meeting. I practically ran away last night and left Hunter worried. Certainly he had talked to Sam and he had explained everything. But how much did he explain? Did he mention how jealous I was acting? Well that makes six unanswered questions. Speaking of unanswered questions... What was the date today? It was summer and I was seventeen going on eighteen. I still had one more year of high school. How much longer until summer is over? I'd be going to a new school. I would have no friends. I would be alone. This was all too much to think about.

I clicked on my phone and took a look at the date. Sunday, August 27th. School started September 9th. Hunters Birthday. Great. Maybe by then he would break up with Logan and one thing would lead to another. He would pick me up from school and all the snotty girls that I was sure to meet would be jealous of my star boyfriend. Did I even want that?

DING

My phone lit up once again from the cause of a message. "Hey, it's Logan. You ran off yesterday before we got to really talk. Do you want to meet up somewhere? Just you and me?"

Great. Just what I needed. I didn't know. Maybe it would be good to meet her. Hunter was my friend and by the look of it yesterday, she made him happy. There was nothing more I could ask for. Hunter had been nothing but sweet considering everything I put him through. He deserved her.

"Yeah sure! Sorry about yesterday. I wanted some alone time with Sam."

We decided on a meeting place and I went off walking.

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I had to give him credit. After almost 2 hours of talking to her, we were friends. She was cool and sweet and smart and everything you could ever want in a friend or a girlfriend. She was... kind of perfect.

"So Sam, huh?" She asked with a sneeky smile.

"Excuse me?" I didn't understand what she meant.

"I wanted some alone time with Sam?" She quoted my text message. Needless to say, I couldn't contain my laughter. Sam and I were close, but not that close. He helped me with things that I didn't feel comfortable telling Hunter. He was my friend but that's it. I explained that to her.

"You should really word that better." She laughed along with me.

"So you and Hunter are serious? How long has it been?" I still had the trace of a smile from my previous laughing fit.

"We've been together for about eight months. I guess you could say we're pretty serious. We're taking it slow though. Can I tell you same thing? And you can't tell anyone." I got scared. I agreed and we started walking down the side walk of the Dunkin' Donuts we met at.

"I'm thinking about ending it with Hunter. I love him, I do. But he won't tell me he does. I'm just not sure. After eight months, and he won't tell me? I mean, what would you think? That there's someone else right? I know he wouldn't cheat on me but you can't help your feelings." She admitted.

"So you're going to break up with him because he won't tell you he loves you?"

"No absolutely not. That's not it. Well partly." She was obviously holding something back. "You guys are close right? It's obvious... I think he likes you... Don't tell him okay? I know it's not your fault and I'm not mad at either one of you, it's just that I feel like I'm his second choice. That's something he can't help, so I'm not blaming him. I'ts just how it is." She was staring at the ground. I was too, but in disbelief. She looked over, "You're not mad right?" I had to say, I wasnt.

"No.. but what are you going to say?" I felt like I was talking to someone I'd known all my life. She had that effect.

"I don't want to hurt him, ya know? I'll probably just say I'm going away to college."

I went home after that, the same sentance still on my mind. I think he likes you.