Hayley's POV
It was an off day for me but the guys had an interview so I decided to watch them on the tv. I hurried and made myself breakfast before sitting down to watch them on tv.
I grinned when Steve-O and Chris walked on the stage. Sadly Steve-O seemed higher than the price of gas. The conversation with the interviewer quickly got dirty and I sat up when Steve-O blurted out that we had sex. My jaw hit the ground and I swallowed the lump in my throat. Unfortunately the interview was on MTV and MTV wasn't too strict with filters.
My blood began to boil and I stood up, turning off the tv. I hurried up and got dressed, leaving my room. My legs quickly carried me to the elevator and I made my way to the lobby. A long walk through the city was all I needed to calm down. In my brain I couldn't process that he announced what we did over live television.
It really broke my heart cause the whole world isn't supposed to know. I kind of got scared, wondering what my uncle Jeff would do.
It's as if he read my mind because in that moment my phone rang. His caller I.D. popped up and I hesitated before answering the call.
"Hey uncle Jeff..."
"Hayley, you okay?"
"I'm fine- just angry. Wait- aren't you mad at me?"
"No, just confused. You usually go for the smart ones."
I rolled my eyes "I don't have a type."
"Yeah you do."
I sighed and hung up, walking down the sidewalk. My eyes filled with tears as I made my way through the giant crowd of people. My legs took me as far as I could go and I arrived at a water fountain.
I stared at the water flowing down the rocks, oddly enough it was relaxing. My phone had to break me from my daydream and it was Steve-O. My eyes rolled so hard I swear they popped out and landed on the ground. Immediately I hit decline and shut off my phone.
Hours went by and it was getting dark. I decided to go back to the hotel and face the guys. It'll suck if me and Steve get into a screaming match but he needs to hear it.
After my long walk back to the hotel it felt like I had holes in the bottom of my yellow converse. I spotted my uncle and he immediately hugged me.
"Jesus you scared me.."
I hugged back and held onto him tight "I'm fine, I'm a big girl."
"Well still, your mom would murder me if anything happened to you."
Shrugging, I pulled back and looked at him "Sorry uncle Jeff..I just had to get out my anger."
He nodded "It's okay kid..now go get ready for dinner. We are gonna get food somewhere tonight."
I nodded and walked away to get ready.
Before I could enter my room I heard Steve-O shout for me. My blood began to boil yet again and I went to shut the door. His foot stopped it and he smiled at me.
"What's wrong babe? Get up on the wrong side of the bed?"
Soon all the guys gathered in the hallway to watch the scene unfold. I narrowed my eyes at him and flipped him off.
"That's for announcing what we did over live tv. We will talk later."
I slammed the door shut and went to take a bath.
I rode with Knoxville to the restaurant and leaned my head against the window.
"You know if he wasn't high..he would have never done that."
I nodded and held back the tears "Yeah, it just hurts to know that the drugs take away my sweet Steve..I mean he changes when he's high."
Knoxville nodded "I understand..we gotta do something but I just don't know what to do."
After a deep conversation with Knoxville we entered the restaurant and I made my way over to the juke box before I sat down. I put in a few quarters and picked Heart of Glass by Blondie. I hummed and sat next to Bam, ruffling his hair.
"Hey Bam Bam, how are you?"
"I'm pretty good tiny tina."
I raised my eyebrow "Tiny Tina?"
He chuckled and stared at his menu "Yep."
My uncle and Steve-O walked in a few minutes later and I felt his eyes on me. I hid behind my menu and bounced my leg slightly.
"Hey uh..Hayley can we talk outside please.."
I sat my menu down and told Bam what I wanted so he could order it for me if the waitress came back. He gave me a thumbs up and I left the table with Steve-O.
We stepped outside and I looked up at him "You wanted to talk..so talk."
He cleared his throat "I'm sorry.."
I rubbed my face and shook my head "Steve..that was a special thing between me and you. You went and told the whole fucking world!"
His eyes widened when I cussed "Whoa..you must be really mad."
For the fifth time today I burst out into angry tears. I smacked his chest and turned away. Steve gently grabbed my arms to pull me close but I pushed him back.
"No! Let me go."
He reached for me again but I punched at his shoulders and smacked his chest like a mad woman.
"Let me go Stephen Glover! I hate you! You used me and it's obvious what we did meant nothing to you!"
Steve-O quickly wrapped his arms around my small frame to restrain me while I squirmed and tried to get away. He held me against his chest and I finally gave up. I quit fighting and cried into his chest.
"You're such an asshole.."
He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed my head "I'm sorry baby..I am. I really didn't mean it.."
I sniffled and slowly pulled back to look at him "I don't want to forgive you but..okay. And for what you did- no more sex until filming is over."
His jaw dropped and I escaped his grip, walking back into the restaurant.
Somehow I managed to survive a dinner full of nasty jokes. I was more than happy to be back in my hotel room. Steve-O followed me inside and sat on my bed.
"Are you serious about the sex thing?"
I stared at him and nodded "Yeah."
He got up and hugged me from behind "You sure?"
I nodded and started to wipe off my makeup "Sorry Steve."
My eyes rolled when he started rocking my hips with his.
"What the hell are you trying to do?"
"What if I played Aerosmith and just lit some candles. You like massages?"
"No Steve-O. You are acting like a horny teenage boy now."
Once my face was clear of all the makeup, I stared into the mirror. Steve-O began to place light kisses on my neck. I bit my lip and pulled away, shaking my head.
"Nope, nope. Not happening."
"How about foreplay?"
I began to laugh and I covered my face "Steve-O quit begging!"
He pouted and suddenly an idea popped into my head. I smirked to myself and walked to my suitcase getting out my pajamas.
I slowly took off my shirt making sure to face the opposite direction. After that I slipped out of my jeans.
"Hayley, this is cruelty."
I shrugged innocently "What is?"
"You're fucking strip teasing!"
It took all I had to hold back a laugh "Well if it's bugging you that much, don't watch."
After I said that I took off my bra and tossed it aside, pulling on the old shirt I sleep in.
I turned around and Steve-O had his lap covered with a pillow. I giggled and rolled my eyes. Before I knew it, he stood up and smashed his lips against mine.
I gasped and kissed him back, immediately tangling my fingers in his hair. His hands made their way under my shirt as he backed me up towards the bed.
I shivered when he ran his fingers down my spine. As much I wanted to continue I knew he had to learn his lesson so I broke away from the kiss.
Steve tugged my shirt up and trailed kisses down my neck and chest.
"Stop Steve..we aren't doing it."
He groaned loudly and pulled back "You're such a tease.."
I smiled and kissed his jaw lightly "Well Mr. No Filter that's what you get."
His eyes rolled and I fixed my shirt "Now snuggle me, I want cuddles."
I saw him smile before he flopped on the bed with me. My legs intertwined with his as soon as he pulled me close.
"Sorry for punching you at the restaurant.."
"That didn't even hurt, you're like a feather babe."
I scoffed "Please I'm as tough as it gets."
His loud laugh filled the room "Okay pipsqueak, whatever you say."
