Still Falling (A Hunter Hayes FanFic)

Chapter 13

Toni's POV

I roll over in bed to check the time on the clock. It's only 7am, but I think to myself, I should get up anyway. I swing my legs out of the bed and stand up, stretching and yawning. I look back, seeing Hunter's face crashed in the pillows. I replay last night in my head and smiled. Everyone always says your first time is never something special, but mine was perfect. I climb over to him and lightly kiss his cheek, then I start to back out of the bed, until I feel someone's hands wrap around my wrist, pulling me back under the covers. "Don't leave..." Hunter mumbles. I giggle and say, "But we have to get up, silly." I release myself from his grasp and shuffle into the kitchen to prepare our morning coffee.

I look around the living room and see the magazine laying on the floor, in the exact place I had thrown it at Hunter. I pick it up and sneer at the photo of Ainsley. She is gonna pay for these lies, I think, while hiding the magazine in a drawer.

I grab two mugs from the cabinet and make both our cups, as usual. When I finish, Hunter is leaning against the counter when I feel his strong arms wrap around my waist, kissing my neck. "Last night was... interesting", he laughs, letting hot air tickle my ear. I let my head hang down and smile from embarrassment. "Yeah... but you gotta admit, it was pretty hot." We both laugh now, then he whirls me around and lets his hands run freely over my body. "True", he says, kissing my lips.

Hunter's POV

I get ready for the day and tell Nettie I have some errands to run. She says she has a few interviews to go to anyway and that she'd see me later tonight. I actually don't have any errands, but I do have to take care of something. I have to talk to Ainsley. I just need her out of my life, for good.

Her and I dated for only a month, maybe even less than that. She wasn't who I thought she was. I thought she was this caring girl who put others before herself, but that was all an act. She used me for my fame and I should've seen it coming. I knew she was a snake, but going to the press and saying her and I were together- and trashing my girl like that- was a new low, even for her.

I don't know how I'm going to find her, or what I'm going to say, but I need to come up with something fast because I can't go another day with her prowling into my life anymore, especially with Nettie around now.

Toni's POV

Hunter tells me he have stuff to do, and I come up with a lie saying I have interviews today. I can't tell him that I'm going to be looking for Ainsley. He'd just give me a lecture saying, "She's not important. I love you and that's all that matters." Yeah well, I love you too, Hunt, but there's more to it than that. I remember when they were together. She treated him like dirt, like he was nothing. She used him for his money and threw him away when she was done. There's no way I'm letting her get away with that.

As soon as Hunter leaves, I think about how I'm going to track her down. The magazine. I thank myself for slipping it in a drawer instead of throwing it away. I flip through the pages to see if it says anything about where the interview was or where she'd be staying. At the bottom of the page, it said Ainsley would be at some recording studio I'd never heard of making her debut album. Why is she making music, she can't sing to save her life. I type in the name into Google and find the address. I hop in my car and pray the whole ride that she'd be there. Just you wait, Ainsley. Just you wait.

Hunter's POV

"I don't know what I'm gonna do, man. I don't even know where she is. Where do I start looking? I can't let her get away with what she said", I say nervously. I go over to the studio because I have nowhere else to go. I don't know where to start in my search for Ainsley and I need the guys' advice. The band was there rehearsing and I needed to talk to Sam. I love Steve and Matt and Andy and all the guys, but I've always felt really close to Sam. I feel like he understands a lot of what I'm going through more than anyone else. Plus, he always knows when to straighten me out when I need it.