Poisonous Love ( A Hunter Hayes Fan Fiction. )

Chapter 12

************************************ok everyone so I have been thinking about this a little and I am going to change Dakota's name to Ryan. I think that it just fits better so I am going to go back and edit this name in for Dakota. I hope you don't mind.

Thanks.

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Chapter 12

Moving In

Brooke's POV

* A Week Later*

" Ok I think thats everything." I say tapeing up the last box.

" Brooke, I am going to miss you as a roomate."

I hug Ginger. " Don't worry. I am 15 minutes away by car and you can always call me if you need help with anything."

She smiles. " Alright but we are having some girls nights every once and a while, ok?"

I giggle a little. " Ok!"

I grab my guitar and Ginger gets the last couple of boxes in the kitchen and loads them into my red Jeep Compass ( my new car I got because of when my truck broke down.) I get in the car and wave out of the sun roof to Ginger and start off to Hunter's. When I drive up Hunter's driveway I see him sitting on his front porch with his guitar, wearing jeans a typical navy blue thermal and converse. I finialy park my car and step out of the drivers seat. Hunter notices me and sits his guitar down and runs up to me with his arms wide open. I instantly run into them and greated with warmth, safety, and the smell of his Cologne.

"Hey Bee, you ready to start off new?!"

We let go of each other and I fix my hair then pull it off to the side.

"As ready as I will ever be." I say.

He smiles and puts his arm around me and I do the same. We both walk to the back of my car and open up the trunk and grab a couple boxes each to start moving me into Hunter's house. When we finish bringing in my boxes we open them up and start putting them into the best designated spot. We get down to the last couple boxes which are mostly clothes until Hunter comes across a very important box that I didn't want him to find. It has a lot of important things in there and some keepsakes.

"What's this?" Hunter asks holding up a royal blue box.

The Box.

I forgot all about that, it has everything in it that has to do with Ryan and I. It's mostly pictures of our best times. I don't want Hunter to think the wrong thing and think that I still like want him, but I don't. Why would I want to be with someone who hurt me so bad.

"It's nothing!" I say trying to snatch the box away from him only in time to miss and pull it out of my reach and open it up to look at all the pictures. My heart sank, what was he thinking. I sit down and burry my head in my hands.

"Brooke, these are amazing."

"What?"

"No really. I never knew that you did photography."

I lift my head up with a couple tears starting to form.

"But Hunt, they are pictures of Ryan and I."

He flips through more photos.

"So..." says Hunter then looks up at me and notices that I am starting to cry. "Oh Brooke, what's wrong ?"

I glance at the box and Hunter then notices. He sighs and holds my hands in his.

"Brooke don't take it that way. I know you don't have feelings about him and I'm not mad about the pictures. You kept these as a reminder about him."

And it was true. I kept them to remind me of the monsters that live into this world knowing that they are hidden and waiting to come out. Ryan came out.

"Hunter, you said to me if I was ready to start off new."

Hunter looks at me curiously.

"Yes." he responds.

"Ok then, grab me some wood to put in the fire place and a lighter." I order Hunter.

He goes and gets the things without a question then I grab the box and take it over to the fire place. It takes me a couple minutes but I finally find the first picture Ryan and I took together. I set that certain picture down to the side then Hunter comes back with arms full of wood and a lighter on top of it. He sets the stuff down by the box, so I load the wood in one by one while Hunter sits by me still confused. When I finish I grab the picture that I set off to the side with the lighter and hold them up right next to each other. Hunter then figures out what I am doing.

Burning all the pictures.

"Since we are going to start off new this is how we are going to start, Hunt."

He smiles a little and grabs a picture out of the box too.

"Then count me in." He says confidently.

I then pull the trigger to the lighter and put the tips of the pictures on the flame. When they finally catch we throw them in the wood and the little flame from the pictures start to grow. Moments later Hunter and I are throwing picture in after picture while telling funny jokes, and stories. When the box in empty from all the old photos we make a pillow bed on the floor and lay in each others arms. We even take some pictures to replace the old ones. There were pictures of us laughing, drinking coffee, hugging, and my favorite... Hunter is holding the camera while we kiss.

Perfect!