Falling (Magcon Boys)

Chapter Fifteen

"Sierra," I hear Taylor say and I roll to my other side and cover my face.

"What?" I say.

"It's 3:30, you have to get ready for Hayes' dance," he says.

I jump up and say, "shit," as I run to the bathroom.

I take a quick shower and let my hair air dry after I get out. I slide into the dress I picked out for the dance and put my flats on. After my hair is fully dry I curl it and finish my look by putting makeup on.

"Wow," Taylor says when I come out of the bathroom.

"Do I look okay?" I ask.

"Okay? You look beautiful," Taylor says.

He grabs me by the waist and pulls me towards him. We kiss and he smiles at me.

"I'll be back in a little bit," I say to him after I grab my clutch and I put my phone in it.

"Okay, bye I love you," he says.

"I love you too," I say as I leave the room.

"Sierra, you look amazing," Matthew says to me when I walk towards the door.

"Thank you," I smile at him and I give him a hug.

"I'll be back later, bye," I say and he yells bye as I close the door.

I walk to my car and I drive to Hayes house. When I'm finally there I honk my horn.

Hayes walks out in a full tuxedo, looking as if he were 16. How is it possible that he's only 13.

"You look handsome," I tell him.

"Thanks, you look good too," he smiles at me.

I drive us to his school and when we get inside he hands the people out tickets.

The music that's playing are songs from like three years ago.

"Yo Hayes," a group of boys yell and we both walk over to them.

"Hey guys, this is Sierra," Hayes says.

"Hi," I say.

"She's a friend of my brothers," he says.

"No I'm not," I say.

"Oh, this is the girl that slapped Nash?" The boy says.

"Yeah," Hayes says and they all laugh.

"We're gonna go dance, see ya," Hayes says and grabs my hand.

"I'm look so much older than everyone else here," I say.

"It's fine, let's have fun," he says and starts to dance.

We dance for about twenty minutes until a slow song comes on.

"Can I have this dance?" Hayes says and holds his hand out.

"Of course," I say and smile as I grab his hand.

He pulls me to the middle of the dance floor and puts his hands around my waist while my arms are around his neck. We move slowly back and forth to the slow music. When the song ends everyone starts to leave.

"Did you have fun?" I ask when we both get in our car.

"Yeah," he says.

"Am I taking you to your house?" I ask.

"Yeah, my mom wanted you to come in so that we could take pictures," he says.

"She knows that I'm older than you, right?" I ask.