For the love of our friendship- (Nash Grier / Cameron Dallas)

Chapter 25.5

So this was supposed to be in chapter 25 but something happened sooooo here it is(: enjoy!

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*Hailey pov*

I cooked dinner with my dad like I used to do when I was little.We made spaghetti and french bread. Nothing fancy but I enjoyed that time. I mostly spent it explaining things about school and I got to show him some of my photography which he really was impressed with. Just what I was needing.

Over dinner, with the help of my mom I explained how I have grown in popularity on the Internet.He was confused like a lot of the other adults I tried to explain to.But he got it much better than the others eventually.

"So how did it all happen?" he asked me. I'd only explained how it was now.

"I met a guy at school and found out we are neighbors.I spent a lot of time with him and his friends and I was in a lot of their vines.The vines we made got popular and I made a vine account.And that's the simplest I can put it." I attempt at explaining.

"Wait is that..?" my dad asks looking at my mom.

"Yes, Anne and Daves son.Nash." She explains. Apparently she has said something about them before. Maybe about meeting everyone Friday.

"Ah I see." He says and nods understandably.

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I spent the whole evening talking just with my parents and filling mostly my dad in on everything. Everything. All caught up. Yes it was weird at times but it was better now than later.

No homework was just words to my ears. I went to bed and was planning on watching a movie and showering and maybe doing some reading. But I got tired really quickly and I barely even had enough energy to blow out the candles I had burning before passing out.

I woke up Thursday morning and I was mildly confused. I was still in my clothes from the night before and my lights were on. I sat up and I was sleeping the opposite way on my bed without a pillow. My neck ached and I grabbed my phone from the charger that i somehow managed to plug in.

And what do ya know I'm late!

"Wow, really!" I say quietly out loud as I scramble to get out of bed. I immediately brush out my hair and put it up in a ponytail. Wash my face and put on some concealer and mascara. I run downstairs and grab some cereal.

"I thought you were awake already?!" my mom says

"I fell asleep without my alarm on and you know the rest." I say shoveling food into my mouth. After breakfast I quickly thought of what to wear.

"Uh, think. Thinkkkkk" I say to myself running up the stairs. It's so hard to think while under pressure. I scrambled through my drawers. It's the last day before winter break so why try. I grab some running pants and my free runs. I put on the same Santa Monica sweatshirt I'd wore earlier. Grab my bag and I manage to leave only 25 minutes after waking up. I got to school a little later than i would normally but that was fine.

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"Can you still play?"

Thoughs words rung though my head.Over and over. I took a seat at our baby grand piano next to my dad who was standing next to it. I looked up at him a sighed. I shut my eyes for a moment and pulled my sleeves back positioning my fingers along the keys.

I looked at the music before me. Reading it over and over but not comprehending the notes. My head started in a whirlwind of emotions thinking what if I can't?What will he say? We practiced so much before he left and for me only to touch the piano twice since then not practicing at all, would he be disappointed?That's exactly what I don't want to happen.