Still Falling (A Hunter Hayes FanFic)

Chapter 23

Toni's POV

The police officer, whose name I now learn is Oliver, gets me to the hotel in ten minutes flat."Thank you so much, officer." I say, getting out of the car.

He steps out of the car as well. "My pleasure, Ms. Grazen. And please, call me Oliver." I smile. "Alright, thank you, Oliver." The whole car ride was agonizing because all I could think about was Hunter. I worry that he might have thought I stood him up. Oliver was creeping me out too, flirting with me and trying to be too personal, so the only thing getting me through that ride was getting to see the one person that made me feel safe.

Oliver and I stand at the front door for a minute, creating an awkward silence. "Okay, well, thanks again!" I say, turning to head inside, but suddenly, Oliver reaches around my back and pulls me into him, causing us to kiss.

It only lasts a few seconds, but I can easily say it's the worst kiss of my life. I bring my hand up to Oliver and slap him across the face. "Don't ever touch me!" I scream. Behind me, I hear the front doors open, and I see the band staring at me in shock.

Matt looks furious at the disgusting man who kissed me and, before anyone can stop him, he punches Oliver, sending him down the three steps at the front of the hotel.

"Matt!" I yell. "What the hell?! He's a police officer, you could get arrested!" His eyes bug out of his head. "What?! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"You didn't really give me any time to!" I shout back.

Matt looks down at Oliver at the bottom of the steps. He's cradling his nose, which I assume is broken by Matt's blow.

"Hey, that's not important right now!" Devo yells at us. "Toni," Sam begins, looking at me with eyes full of worry and concern, and I can already tell his news is about to make my night much, much worse. "Hunter saw him kiss you."

No.

"He thinks you kissed him."

No.

"He's packing his bags."

No.

I push past the band, push through the front doors, and push anyone who was in my way, out of it. I can't let the one good thing in my life walk out of it like this. I can't lose him. I can't lose him.

I can't lose him.

I run up the stairs because the elevator is taking too long. Luckily, our suite is only on the third floor, so it doesn't take me long to get the room. I stand at the door, tears rushing down my cheeks, compiling what I plan on saying to him in my head.

I can't lose him.

Hunter's POV

I've never felt so betrayed in my entire life. She said she loved me! I run my fingers through my hair, gripping it with strong and angry fists.

"God damnit!" I scream, kicking over the bed side table. Ugh!!!

I start to take off my coat when I feel the ring in the pocket. I take it out and hold the box in my hand. I squeeze it, hoping that it will somehow obliterate into dust. It doesn't.

When it doesn't, I throw the box across the room, screaming my lungs out. I'm surprised no one has come to check up on me. You'd think that loud screaming coming from one of the rooms in the hotel you're staying at would be alarming, but I guess not.

I scream once more, feeling my hot blood pump through my veins. It's almost pleasurable. When the screaming is no longer enough to satisfy my rage, I punch the closest thing to me.

The full body mirror.

As soon as my fist makes contact with it, the glass shatters, along with my heart. I fall to the floor in pain, cradling my hand. The pain is unbearable, but it's nowhere near how my heart is feeling. The hot tears fall from my eyes, burning my cheeks as I lay on the floor, clueless on what to do next.

Then, I see a small shadow, which belongs to the only girl I've ever loved in my entire twenty-two years of life.

She whispers to me, her voice being the sweetest thing to ever hit my eardrums.

"Hunter?"