Hayes
I wake up and immediately my head pounds.
I feel so disgusting and tired.
I run to the bathroom and throw up.
I look around and realize I'm not in my home.
I clean myself up and walk back to the room I was in.
As I take 2 steps into the room I look out the window and see my room.
"Hey! You're up!" Layla says behind me, scaring me.
"Oh, um hey." I try to play it cool.
She hands me a glass of water and an Advil.
"That's for the hangover." She says handing me the items.
"What happened last night?"
"Wow, um. You got really drunk or high, I really don't know. But you were so not there. I drove you home but I guess you lied to your mom and I brought you here, instead of taking you home, intoxicated, at 3 AM." She says like nothing.
"Woah." I turn red of embarrassment.
"Yeah, I know. So not you, Hayes." She says fixing the bed.
"Did anything.. happened.. last night?" I ask, nervously.
"Like what?" She asks.
"Between us?" I force myself to say.
"Oh, no, we slept on the opposite sides. Don't worry." She says with a smile.
Kind of bummed, kind of happy.
"Well maybe I should go.." I say rubbing the back of my neck.
"Already? We haven't had breakfast yet." She says going downstairs.
I follow.
"What you want? cereal, French toast, pancakes, or waffles?" She asks looking through cabinets.
"French toast, please." I say taking a seat.
"Yo, you were so crazy last night."
"Really, what happened?" I asked with curiosity.
"Girls were throwing themselves on you and not to mention, you drank a shit ton," she says.
"It wasn't you. Well they Hayes, I know." She says looking at me.
I help her cook and 2 hours later we finish everything.
"I should probably head home." I say.
"Yeah, totally." She replies walking me to the door.
"Text me later, here's my number." She says, sending me it through Snapchat.
"Yes, I will." I say turning around walking into the door.
She laughs.
"I saw that, I meant to do that." I panic, then laugh to cover it up.
I walk to my house and go inside.
"Hey." My mom greets me.
"Hey mom." I say hugging her.
A brief conversation later.
I run upstairs and shower.
I walk out the bathroom with nothing but a towel around my waist.
I tuck in the side so it won't fall.
I see Layla from across my bedroom window.
She sees me and I wave.
Her eyes look down and her jaw drops.
Confused, I look down and see my towel hit the floor.
I quickly grab it and run to close my curtains.
Layla R - Wow, Hayes! Thank you for putting on a show for a fellow neighbor. ;)
I laugh after seeing her text.
The rest of the day goes by and I just sleep most of the time.
Until.
Layla R - Hey! You available?
Me - Um, yes. What for?
Layla - Let's hang out, come over in 20 minuets.
Me - Alright.
I get ready and look good.
Just some black Calvin sweats, black tee, and white Jordan's.
I head over and she greets me with a smile.
We watch a movie and she cooks Chicken Alfredo.
"Ooo I love this part!" She says excitedly.
I chuckle at here cuteness.
I look down at my feet and my glasses fall.
"Oh, shoot." I say bending down.
"Oh, I got em!" She says bending down too.
She picks them up and we are still bending down, "Here." She says putting them on my face.
It was slow motion to me.
We stare into each other's eyes for a couple of minutes.
I lean in and she backs up.
"Hayes.."
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Ouuuuuu what's gonna happen???Stay safe - dmc ♥️
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FanfictionLayla Roberts is a popular, beautiful, sweetheart. Hayes Grier is a nerd, who hardly talks and goes by the rules. They cross paths one day and it changes his life. He wants her but he's scared. He does something crazy. But does she like the "new"...