New Neighbors (Hayes Grier Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Guys, I think I'm gonna change my wattpad username on here k. So I might change the covers of the stories. ILY THANK YOU FOR ALL THE READS AND VOTES <333 You warm my soul guys

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Hannah

My hands were shaking and I felt like I was on the verge of passing out right then and there.

I was scared of how he was going to react.

I was scared of losing him. 

We were sitting together on the floor in my room leaning against the bed.

I sighed.

"Hannah, you have to tell me eventually."

I sighed.

"Okay. Before I tell you, can you promise me something?"

"Of course."

"Don't leave me."

"I wouldn't ever dare to do such a thing," he took my hand in his.

Well, here goes nothing.

"Before I moved here, when I lived in Seattle, I had a boyfriend..." I paused and looked at him. He was looking at the ground, eyebrows furrowed.

"Keep going," he said.

"I told you that my mother and I moved here because of her job. That was true, but I moved with her because he was gonna hurt me. His name was Brad. We were together for two years since 7th grade. I'm not sure exactly what got into him but he suddenly became a different person. My mother gave me the option of Aunt in Seattle. I refused and we moved right away. He called me a few days ago..." I trailed off as the lump in my throat grew.

There was silence for a while, then slowly, he hugged me to him. He kissed the top of my head gently and we sat there.

"I'm not going anywhere Hannah. We're gonna get through this together," he whispered.

God. What did I do to deserve him?

"He said...he was going to find me," I whispered.

I felt him tense up.

"I know he can't possibly mean it," I muttered. 

He stood up.

"That fucking bastard isn't going to touch you. I'll make sure of that."

I just sat there staring straight ahead at the wall. I've never heard him sound so angry. It frightened me.

"Hayes," I mumbled.

"He's not going to touch you. Not as long as I'm here," he sighed and slumped down next to me.

We sat in silence for a while, before he finally spoke.

"Hannah, can I ask you a personal question?" he asked quietly.

"Sure."

"What happened to your father?"

That took me by surprise. I sat there not knowing how to respond. The question hung in the air like a pendulum hanging by a thread. My vision was being blurred by the tears building up in my eyes. I blinked them away and sniffled.

"I'm sorry Hannah. You don't have to tell me."

Hayes

Why did I even ask her? That was stupid Hayes. You haven't known her that long and she already has a lot on her plate. This was the last thing she needed. More stress.

Damnit, Hayes, why are you such a fucktard? 

I put my arm around her, but she shrugged it off a few moments later and scooted away. She got up and went over to her window, while I was mentally punching myself in the face. 

"Hayes?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I be left alone for the rest of the day please?" her voice was shaky. I wanted so badly to hold her in my arms and make everything okay, but I knew I couldn't really do anything. So I got up and left. Without saying a goodbye, or giving her a hug. I just left.

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Now here I was laying in bed, staring at the ceiling. Jake went home already and I wasn't in the mood to talk to anyone.

It's kind of funny. I felt like I could really relax and let everything inside of my head go free. 

The only problem was that there was only one thing in my head.

Hannah.

Was I moving to fast with her? I haven't even asked her out. 

Millions of questions were running through my mind and made my head hurt. 

Why was Brad looking for her?

Where's her dad?

What happened to her dad?

Is there anything else she hasn't told me about her?

She was just so magnificent. I didn't want her in a perverted way either. When I looked at her today on the roof, she was just Hannah. Perfect, simple, gorgeous Hannah. She did things effortlessly and she was so strong. I know I've known her for a short time, but at the same time I feel like I've known her for an eternity. She waltzed into Davidson Day and turned my life upside down within a week. It was strange. I was never like this. Nervous around girls. She made my stomach churn, hands sweat, and my heart beat 1,000,000 mph. I loved it. It pissed me off that I couldn't help her. 

Don't worry Hannah, I'll catch you when you fall. 

Hannah

I sent him home. It was the right thing to do though. I hope he wasn't hurt by me forcing him out so suddenly. The walls just sprouted out of the ground almost immediately when he asked the question.

Wait, you've barely known him for a week Hannah and here you were about to spill your whole life out to him. Hayes was a great guy, but I wasn't ready to tell him. Not yet. 

I took a deep breathe and looked out the window at nothing in particular. 

Dad. I miss you. I gazed up at the stars. 

I miss you Dad. I really fucking miss you.

Then it poured out. Feelings I'd been holding in since it happened. I didn't cry when it happened, I didn't know how to react. It was too much of a shock to me, and I was too young to understand completely. I sunk down and hugged my knees to my chest as I cried and cried. Tear after tear. Each one going down the same trail on my face before getting to the edge and dropping onto my clothes. 

My mother walked in.

"Oh my gosh, Hannah are you okay!?" she ran over to me.

I cried even more and hugged onto her tight. 

"I miss him Mom! I miss Dad!" I sobbed.

She hugged me.

"I miss your father too, Hannah. I miss him too."