Chapter 16

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*Dan's POV*

I stared at Kayla, waiting on her to answer me. "So?" I asked.

"Um. Dan you're a great guy and I would love to go on a date with you." I smiled and hugged her. I picked her up and spun her around.

"I'll pick you up at 8. Dress nice." She shut her dorm room door and I walked off, carrying my bags.

I decided to get a hotel room for the next couple of days. I checked in and went to my room. I got a nice, hot shower. By the time I was out of the shower it was now 6. I have 2 hour to get ready. 

I got my laptop out of my bag and logged onto it. I opened up Twitter and replied and retweeted some fans. That took me about 30 minutes. I decided to get ready. I put on some tan khaki pants and a blue polo. I slipped on my regular ol' brown boots. I did the normal style to my hair, making it look as neat as possible. I slipped my room key into my wallet and sprayed on some axe cologne. "Ready." I said to myself. I walked out of the hotel and outside. I decided I would walk to the college, it is not that far of a walk actually. 

About 20 minutes later I arrived infront of her dorm. I looked at the time and it was almost 8. I walked up the stairs and to her door. I knocked three times and waited for an answer. "Hello?" He room mate answered the door. "You're Dan Smyers!" She shouted. 

"Yeah." I smiled and hugged her. "Is Kayla here?" 

"Uhhh. yeah" She let me in, very confused. 

"For a date."

"You're the guy she said she had a date with! She wouldn't tell me who it was!" Kayla's room mate me in and I saw her standing there. As beautiful as ever. She had on a summer dress. It's white, with flowers on it and ties in the back. It reveals the top part of my back. She has on black sandals and her hair has light waves in them. 

"Wow. Beautiful." I said, outloud apparently. 

"Thanks." She blushed and looked down. 

"Ready?" She nodded her head and I grabbed her hand. I led her outside and down the sidewalk. I had this picnic set up at the park. There was a blanket spread out, candles lit, and a pinic baskets. I pulled out the burgers and handed her one. 

"Thank you." She said. I poured her some tea and we ate in silence. She looks beautiful in the moon light. "It's beautiful out tonight." she said. 

"I know." I grabbed my guitar. 

"What are you doing?" I smiled and strummed Nothin' Like You and sang along. She smiled and watched me, carefully. 

*Hunter's POV*

"Dan went to Texas to met his boo Kayla." Shay came over to my house, joking. He wanted to talk to Stacey, but he found a note from Dan. 

"What is he doing here?" Stacey walked downstairs when she heard voices. 

"I wanted to come talk to you." Shay said. 

"Well whatever you have to say. Save it. You betrayed me." I just thought about changing the subject. 

"So Dan has a new boo?" Shay nodded his head and handed me the note Dan left. I laughed. 

"Please hear me out." Stacey snap her head around to look at him. 

"Hear you out? You betrayed me! Out of all people I trusted you and you get together with my enemy! How could you!" Stacey shouted and started to cry. Stacey has been crying the last couple of days since Shay has told her. 

"Stacey." Shay pleaded. I walked over to Stacey and wrapped my arms around her neck. She pushed me away. 

"Don't Stacey me. I can't believe you. You couldn't find someone better than Gracelyn. Someone who doesn't hate me. Or wait, do you hate me too? All the times you stuck up for me, were those just pitty acts?" Stacey said in anger. 

"No, I do care about you. I really do. Please let me explain." 

"No." Stacey ran out of the house. I followed her, but she ran down the street. I sighed and just decided to let her go, let her have her space and time. She can't go but so far. 

(I'm sorry this chapter is short. I'm not have the best couple of days. I just wanted to update so y'all could have something to read, just incase I slack on updating. 

I really apoloize for it being short. I'm just having a bad week and really, it's not getting any better. So enjoy.)

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