Friends?//Hayes Grier

chapter six

THANK YOU FOR 100+ READS!!!

****************************************

CHRIS POV

today is the day of the party. Hayes has been talking to me but right in the middle of a conversation, Christina has to interrupt. He still calls her Chris, but when I'm around I'm called Chris. I'm not letting Christina steal Hayes nickname he gave me when I was 3. My name is Chris. Not hers. And lately I've been like arguing with her. And every time I see Hayes smirking. My parents have been away for a long time, so I've been staying at Hayes place. It's not awkward at all, it's like we're nbest friends. But at school, sometimes I feel like I'm not even there.

I run upstairs and to my suitcase that is in the corner of Hayes room. I dig around for something to wear, when I finally decided on a white crop top and a black skater skirt. Plain, I know but it was a party. Hayes came racing up the stairs and stopped at the doorway looking around his room that now had some of my clothes spread around a quarter of it. "Thanks I appreciate this.... Red skirt" he says picking up my maroon skater skirt.
"It's maroon" I correct him, and he rolls his eyes. Then he goes to his drawers and picks out something to wear. "Shot shower first!" I said running into the bathroom and closing the door. I turn on the hot water, and jump inside.

After I changed into my clothes, then headed out of the room to see Hayes dressed and showered. Probably took a shower in his moms room or something. I took out my makeup bag, and walked over to his mirror. He came over and watched, something he always did. He just liked to watch me put it on, don't ask why.
"Chris what is this?" He asks picking up my concealer tube. That's another thing. He likes to touch it all too and ask what it's used for. But I've only told him this 400 times so I have no idea how he forgets what they're for.
"It's used to cover up red marks or under your eyes so you don't look like a zombie in the morning" I reply, swiping the mascara along my eyelashes.
"What is that?" He asks looking at the mascara that I am now using on my other eye.
"It's mascara. It makes my eyelashes longer and darker" I say looking at him quickly. He was now picking up my powder. God he's annoying. He's just digging around my makeup bag and I find it funny how a 14 year old boy is so interested in makeup.
"Chris why do you use all this?" He asks looking at me. I looked at him through the mirror, still swiping the mascara on my bottom row of eye lashes.
"So I look nice. But I don't look nice either way so there's no point" I say, before screwing the mascara top back onto the tube. I press my lips together, mixing the lipgloss and evenly distributing it on my upper and lower lip.
"But Chris you look beautiful with out makeup" Hayes says, and I have to say I am a little taken back. He just called me beautiful. But were bestfriends, he's never done something like this before.
"T-Thanks" I stutter smiling. He rubs his hand up and down my back quickly, before turning around and sitting on his bed. "Chris I'm sorry about Christina. I'm sorry she's such a bitch to you" he says quietly. Why is he being all nice to me? He hasn't apologized from all the shit she's done this week, but now?
"You don't need to apologize Hayes. But I'm not letting Christina be mean to me" I say and he chuckles lightly, and nods.

"C'mon let's go" I say slipping on my white converse. We walk to the party considering the guys house is in our neighborhood. I started to think about what Hayes said to be earlier. Beautiful. It sent this weird..spark through my body, as cliche as that sounds. I really am trying to block out that I like Hayes. I'm trying to block out this feeling. But I can't. It's just there in the way. Like Christina.

We arrive at the party, which was being held in the backyard. Christina was there with her short ass skater skirt and bra of a crop top. "Ew you brought her" she snorted after pulling away from her hug with Hayes.
"Ew you were invited" I snap back, smirking, and then walking away to find Steph Becky, Jen, and Rachael. I scan the backyard, and spot Jen over by the drinks. I walk over to her, and I notice Becky is there too. They notice every thing with Christina which is good, because I'm sick of explaining it.

After an hour of talking, I run into the house, to look for a bathroom. I go down a few hallways, and look in a few doors, until I finally turn into a kitchen. I begin to walk, when I see two people kissing by the kitchen counter. Hayes and Christina. Hayes notices because he pulls Christina off him, and looks at me embarrassed. "Oh uh Chris..." He started but Christina looked at him with shock. "My name is Chris. Not hers" she said sternly looking between the both of us. I furrowed my eyebrows together, and looked at her with shock.
"Well I've had the name Chris for 10 years. So I believe it's mine. How long have you had the name? Few hours?" I say before walking off into the bathroom.

On my way back to the party, I don't see Hayes and Christina. Probably moved some place else. I went back out to the yard, and spotted Hayes and Christina over talking to some people. I ignored them and walked back over to Steph and Becky.

After a few minutes of talking, Christina walks past me, spilling Pepsi all over my shirt. "Here, let me help you" she said pouring freezing cold water on my head. My mouth was wide open, my eyes closed. I take my arm and wipe away some of the water, so I can see her standing there smirking with an empty bottle of water in her hand.
"You did not just do that" I growl through my gritted teeth.
"Oh yes I just did" she snapped back, putting a hand on her hip. My eyes widen slightly, and a crowd slowly starts to form. I am about to slap her shitless. But I feel hands grab my waist.
"Chris, don't!" Steph called from behind. I wiggled out of her grip and took a deep breath.
"I would slap you shitless right now. But that would be animal abuse" I say smirking, a hand now on my hip. Everyone 'ooooo's' from the crowd, and Christina is standing there dumb struck.
"Well I wouldn't be talking, Hayes picked me as his princess over you" she snorted. My eyes went wide. Hayes did not pick her over me. No. He didn't. He wouldn't.
"You kiss one frog as your prince. Knowing you, you probably fucked the whole pond" I shot back, causing her eyes to go wide, and her facial expression to drop.
"Like I said. Hayes picked me over you. Who wouldn't?" She snickered, which made my eyes brim with tears. No. No no no no.
"He wouldn't do that. He's my best friend" I say quietly, and she scoffs.
"That's why Hayes hasn't said he loved you. He loves me. That's why he picked me. It's always been me. It's always been Chris" she says putting emphasis on Chris.
"I'm Chris" I choke out of my dry throat, that has a big lump in it.
"Not anymore sweetie. I'm Chris. I'm Hayes girlfriend. I'm Hayes best friend. Why do you think he chooses me to walk to class to class with him? Because were in love. He chooses me over you for everything, just face it Christiana" she says hand in her hip. What? No. Hayes is my best friend. No no.
"Hayes is my best friend" I choke out once again, the lump growing bigger and bigger by the second.
"Hayes, baby come here" Christina calls, fluttering her eyelashes. Hayes looms out of the crowd. "Who's your best friend?" Christina snorted. "Me, or Christiana" she says turning to face him.

Hayes looks down at the ground, then to Christina, then at me. How hard can this be for him? I've always been his best friend! Through everything. It's always me. He's even said it to me before. "You know I always a choose you over everyone, right Chris?" He asked. Sadly he didn't say that while I was being stared at my the hundreds of eyes by almost everyone in the grade. It looked like he was about to speak, but I put my hand up. "I don't want to hear it" I say turning around, and I can feel Hayes eyes on me, as well as the rest of the grade. "Told you Christiana! You were just his little toy he was waiting to wear out" she snorted. I turned around and looked at her with complete disgust. "At least he'll get rid of you faster then he did me" I scoff, before walking away. I hear all the 'ooooss' and 'oooo kill ems' but I ignore them all. I cry all the way back to Hayes house, and go to his room.

I look in the mirror. I look at my black mascara that is running down my cheek. I look at my stained crop top, and wet hair. I kick off my shoes and go downstairs. Empty house. I slide to the refrigerator and see it. A big giant piece of cake. It looks so good. I grab it, and stuff my mouth with it. Savoring each and every bite, I finally finished. I put the dish in the sink and went upstairs. I looked in the mirror again. I looked...different. I looked...fat? I hated the way I looked. I know this is wrong, and really bad, but I went to the toilet, and knelt down. I lifted my head over the toilet, and puked. Puked every crumb of that cake out of my mouth.

I sat in Hayes bed, and tried to stop myself from crying. I wiped all my tears away, and looked at my phone trying to distract me. But of course Christina posted a picture of Hayes and her kissing. Not even kissing, more like making out. I here stomping up the stairs, and I throw my phone on my suitcase.

The stomping finally quiets down, when I see the one and only Hayes come walking in the room.

A/N:

second update today(:

150 reads for next chapter?(: