THREE DAYS GONE
Hayes
I yawn and cover my mouth.
It's been three days since I seen her beautiful face.
I don't know what to do.
I get up and get a text.
Miranda- Hey Hayes, I know you've been going through a lot. But I don't know if this is the right time to say this, um. I really like you and I was wondering if you'd like to go on a date? Tonight?
I sit there and think "should I do this?"
Hayes- Sure, text me when and all that. Can't wait :)
It is 8pm and I'm sitting in this Italian restaurant waiting for her.
It is nothing really expensive, just a great place to restart.
She comes, not a minute late.
I get up, "Hey there, you look stunning." I say admiring her tight black short dress.
"Thank you." She giggles, then blushes.
She looks so beautiful.
"So 40 minutes later, I'm in the back of the truck, hands tied behind my back, and I'm like 'Where's my inhaler!' It was torture!" I tell, laughing hard.
"Wow, that's quite a story. You have me tearing up." She says wiping her eyes.
"Ah shit, is my mascara messed up?" She says.
"Um a little, here I'll get it for you." I say leaning over wiping a little black smudge off.
"Thank you." She says.
About 2 hours later, we get kicked out for being there too late.
"I'll meet you in the car, I need to use the john." I say with a chuckle.
"Alright you nerd." She says leaving the restaurant.
I use the bathroom and wash my hands. Before I leave I take one look at myself.
"You're doing great, you're a natural out there! Way to restart your life." I say to myself.
I exit the bathroom and look around the restaurant.
"You need to leave, the restaurant is closing ma'am." An employee tells this woman.
I brush it off until I hear,
"I haven't ate in three days, please. Just let me order something." She begs.
"I'll buy her something." I'm very generous when it comes to things like this.
"What would you like?" I ask her.
I order her a large pizza.
"Thank you so much Hayes." My smile turns into a confused frown.
"How do you know my name?" I ask concerned.
"Because I know you." She says looking up at me.
It's Layla.
"Layla!" I yell.
She runs off as fast as she can, I run after her.
"Hey! You have to pay!" The employee shouts.
I give him the money and run out fast.
She disappeared.
I lost her.
"Hayes?" Miranda asks.
I stand there shocked.
"Are you okay?" She asks.
"I lost her." I bluntly state.
"What? Hayes your scaring me." She asks confused.
"Nothing," I state.
The whole ride was just me faking that everything was fine.
"And this one right here." She says pointing to a white 2 story.
I walk her and she tells me she had an amazing time.
"So did I. Goodnight love." And with that I kiss her cheek and walk back to my car.
I drive home and think what a night.
It was crazy yet the best one I had so far.
I get home and go upstairs.
I take off my tie and look to the side.
To see Layla, in a black hoodie, the one at the restaurant, standing there, staring at me before making a run for it.
I actually got scared tbh - 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"...