chapter twenty three

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CHRIS'S POV

It's been two weeks. Two weeks since I chose Brandon over Hayes. Why did I choose Brandon? Because I was to scared to be in a relationship with Hayes. Because I don't want to screw anything up with our friendship or anything. I don't want to make it awkward. I guess I kinda like Brandon, just not as much as Hayes. I really like Hayes. Like really.

"So babe, what are we doing tonight?" Brandon asks as we walk out of school. I shrug my shoulders, and he kisses the side of my head gently.

"I think Hayes and I are having a best friend night" I say suddenly remembering the plans Hayes and I made a few nights ago. After homework I'm going to Hayes house, for a Netflix marathon.

"Before you go, can we maybe meet in the park? It'll only be like 10 minutes I promise" he says and I nod.

We kiss quickly, before going our separate ways. I always walk home with Hayes, because Brandon lives on the other side of town. I caught up with Hayes at our usual spot, the flagpole. We begin to walk home, and as soon as I get home I drop my backpack off and walk to the park.

I scan the park and finally spot Brandon sitting on a bench. I run over to him and sit down and make myself comfortable.

"So I need to talk to you about something" he begins, grabbing my hands.

"Well, I've noticed you've been hanging out with Hayes, a lot" he says looking at the ground. Well no shit sherlock Hayes is my bestfriend.

"Okay, your point is?" I say a little annoyed. He knows Hayes is my best friend.

"Why?" He asks.

"Hayes is my bestfriend, I've only told you two thousand times" I say sarcastically and roll my eyes.

"Don't roll your eyes at me" he demands, and I suddenly become kinda scared. I yank my hands out of his hands, and set them in my lap.

"Chris, he doesn't want you" he says breaking the small silence. What does he mean?

"What are you talking about?" I ask confused.

"Hayes didn't even fight for you when we started dating. He told you nothing, did nothing that made you want to be with him more than me. So if you leave me, you'll be left with nothing" he says quietly, and the lump in my throat grows bigger. I don't even say anything, or think about saying anything, I just stand their and stare at them.

"You know why he didn't fight for you, right Chris?" He asks and I pull my eyebrows together.

"W-Why?" I stutter, my voice cracking.

"Because your a slut. I know you had a little thing with Hayes before you met me. And you came right to me, you didn't even wait a day, you came right to me. Seriously? No wonder he didn't want you, I don't know why I ever did" he said getting up and leaving.

I'm left speechless and crying in the middle of the park. I wipe my tears from my cheeks, but new ones fall from my eyes. I don't bother wiping them away, new ones will come and take their place. I begin to walk, to the exit of the park so I can try and forget the events that have just happened. My phone buzzes from my sweatshirt pocket, and I look at the lock screen; one new message from Hayes.

Hayes: hey u coming soon?

I don't even bother texting back, I just slid it back in my pocket, and continued to walk home. It was cold and started to rain, so my hair was damp and my face and neck were coated in goosebumps. Crying wasn't helping either, but it made it look like I wasn't crying.

I walked right past Hayes house, not even bothering to look at his house, my eyes are just locked on my house, and me getting there as fast as possible without running. I hear a door open, and my name being called "Chris?". Hayes.

I ignore it, and start to jog down the sidewalk, and then cutting across my front lawn to my front door. I slam the door viciously behind me, and run upstairs to my room, slamming that door. I face plant right onto my purple pillow, and let out all my sobs, and let the tears flow out of my eyes.

I hear knocks repeatedly on my door, and I ignore them all.

"Chris? It's Hayes" he says, and I don't say anything, I just try to keep my sobs lower so he thinks I'm okay and he'll leave.

"Chris I know your crying, please open the door" he says softly, but I continue to cry.

I can tell he is still there, waiting for me to give in and open the door. After a few minutes of me crying into my wet pillow, I hear Hayes say,

"Chris, I care about you, and I need you to open the door so I can make sure your okay, b-because I love you"

A/N:

short but I wanted to end it like this💕

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