Hold On Tight (A Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

Chapter 6

~Chapter 6 Hold On Tight

Michaela's POV~

We arrived at the stadium just in time for the announcement of the band. I feel one of my braided pigtails, which is part of my mandatory uniform, flop in front of my shoulder. As I flip back behind my shoulder I hear Hunter's sweet, adorable voice yell "Guys, y'all got this!" He took a breath before he mumbled, "I hope I get this right." Hunter then took another breath before continuing with "BOOMER!" which is the first part of the OU chant, waiting for the band to reply with "SOONER!" I see Hunter smile as we lock eyes before we run onto the field.

As the band runs onto the field, Hunter lags behind, beside me. He tries to say something, but the noise of the crowd in the stadium is over powering and I'm not able to hear what he is saying. I shrug it off, figuring it's something about playing my Clarinet, as I sit down in the bleachers and get ready to play.

I realize soon after we start playing that I can't keep my eyes off of Hunter. I can't help but notice his eyes sparkling under the light of the field as I feel butterflies forming in my stomach. I try to convince myself that it's just because Hunter is my best friend and I've missed him so much, but deep down I know it's more than just missing him.

I know I'm falling for Hunter and that I like him more than as a friend but why now? We've known each other for so long. Why is it happening now? Can Hunter tell my feelings are changing? Does he feel the same way? Or are we just friends to him?

I feel as if I'm going to explode when these questions start to flood my mind, and fortunately the buzzer rings, signaling halftime.

~Hunter's POV~

As I yell the chant and the Pride finishes it, I feel a little strange. OU isn't my home university and yelling another chant feels a little strange, but oh well. But before we ran out onto the field, Michaela had flipped one of her pigtails back and I tried to tell her she would do great, but I don't think she heard me.

As we were in the stands, I saw that Michaela feels at home with music the same way I do. She had the biggest and brightest smile on her face when she was cheering and playing the songs. Michaela flipped her hair back again and I thought to myself "Man, she's beautiful."

Wait... What am I thinking? I mean, she is beautiful, but we're best friends.

I know we're just best friends, but I know deep down that I am falling for my best friend. Why am I falling for her now though? I mean, she is beautiful, smart, and an amazing person, but why am I starting to fall just now? Is it because we've been apart so long and I'm just now realizing how great she is?

I don't know, but questions like "can she tell I feel this way?" and "If Michaela did know, would she repel?" and "would this ruin our friendship?" race through my head as the buzzer signals halftime and the band is preparing to go out onto the field.

I was relieved because in just a few minutes, I would be able to see her again.