Hold On Tight (A Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

Chapter 11

~Hold On Tight Chapter 11

Michaela's POV~

As Hunter asks me if I'm ok, I honestly tell him that I'm great other than a headache I'd had all day. He offers to take me back to my dorm, but I tell him that I don't need to go back. I honestly want to just spend time with him. I can sleep later. This time with him is more precious than anything right now. Hunter then opens the door and we walk in to see the boys sitting at table staring at the door, probably waiting for us to come in.

Matt saw that I was wearing Hunter's jacket and shouts all across the lobby of the restaurant, "Awwwwwwwwwe! Mr. and Mrs. Hayes. Over here!" Hunter and I both blush and laugh as Sam smiles and says, "I knew what y'all would want so I got it for you," while, in the process, he hits Matt on the arm for his comment.

I told Sam a quick "thank you" as I took a seat between Hunter and Matt. I realize how clumsy I am as I knock my fajita over and it spills all over me. All the boys start to laugh, and I'm so embarrassed, but oh well, so I join in and laugh too. After a few seconds of silence, which is so rare with these 5, Hunter voices my thought out loud, "So, Matt, when are we leaving?"

Matt then answered, "I think Sunday since Michaela has classes on Monday." This all made sense to me, but I then realized that I don't have classes on Monday because it's Labor Day. "I don't have any classes on Monday because of Labor Day. Do y'all absolutely have to leave then," as I asked this, I turned toward Hunter and we both smiled as he reached for my hand. I let him twine our fingers together even though we both said wewould take it slow, I think this is fine. We won't see each other for a while and it seemed pretty natural so, oh well.

After we finished eating, we all headed out to the cars and all the boys headed to get a hotel room, as Hunter and I hop in his truck to drive around before he takes me back to the dorm.

~Hunter's POV~

We all walk out of Taco Bell, Michaela and I still hand in hand, as the boys pile in Matt's truck to ingo find a hotel room as Michaela and I drive around Norman before I take her back to her dorm. Michaela climbed into the truck and asked if I minded if I took hr back to her dorm for a minute so she could change. I told her that I didn't mind because I knew how uncomfortable the uniform was.

I dropped her off at the dorm and a few minutes later she came our wearing a t-shirt, a Hunter Hayes hoodie I didn't know she had, a pair of blue jeans, and her favorite cowgirl boots. It was really weird seeing my face on something like that. I was still trying to get used to seeing my face when I go places. As she hopped up into the seat, she looked a lot more comfortable and, actually she looked like she felt better. "Well, hello. You look like you feel a lot better. Plus, I didn't know you had that hoodie." I told her while smiling.

"Yes, I feel a lot better and I got this hoodie a few days ago." Michaela said, returning my smile with a smile of her own. I have no idea where to go so I say, "Hey, Sweetie, where do I need to go? If there's some backroads somewhere near, can you tell me where to go?" The day before Michaela left for college, I took her riding around old back roads back home. We both love just riding around, listening to music, and talking and I think that it would be great for both of us to just get to talk to like we used to. Michaela told me how to get to the back roads leading to the next town. I started to turn onto a road as Michaela said, "Hunter, are you coming to my graduation on December 7th?"

As I heard her question, I started to say "Of course," but I stopped myself because I remembered that I will be in Kansas City, Missouri, that day. I tell Michaela, with sadness filling me, "I want to so bad, but unfortunately, I can't. I'll be in Kansas City that day." I see a frown form on her face, and I feel horrible. I feel like I've disappointed her. I don't want to leave her on this important day, but I have a concert that day and I can't let my fans down. She's my girlfriend, but even if she wasn't, she's my best friend and I'd still want to be there for her. Why is this already so complicated?