Not From Around Here- A Hunter Hayes fanfic

Chapter 27- Phone Call

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Hunter's POV

I stood there, stunned. Melody was in love with me?

What....?

I watched as she walked away, arms wrapped around herself to block out the chilly breeze in the air. She was in tears, and I couldn't help but feel it was my fault. Was it my fault, though? Or is this just Melody overthinking everything? Or both? Snapping out of my thoughts, I focused back on Melody. I can't just let her walk away, hearbroken. So, I did the only thing I could do.

I ran after her.

"Melody! Wait!" I exclaim, catching up to her. People were giving me rude stares as they looked from Melody, the shivering, crying girl, then to me, the confused boy chasing after her. "Melody, please!" I call, getting closer. I was now a few yards away from her. I could hear her crying. She turned around and looked up at me, her eyes glassy. "Leave me alone, Hunter!" she yells, pulling her arms closer to her for warmth. I shook my head, slipping my arms out of my jacket. "Here, at least put this on," I say, extending it out to her. She just looked at me. I sighed, draping the jacket over her shoulders. She hesitantly put her arms into the sleeves, which went past her hands by at least three or four inches. "Thanks,'' she sniffled, pulling her hair out from under the jacket so that it hung down her back.

"We need to talk this out, Melody. I feel like this is my fault," I say, looking at her. She looks down for a moment, before nodding her head as she hiccuped, a few stray tears escaping her eyes. I lead her over to a nearby bench and we sat down. I watched as she played with the extra bit of sleeve that went past her hands. "I'm sorry, Hunter," she says, finally looking at me. "For everything. I shouldn't have told you that, because I never intended to. I just screwed this up for everyone," she continued, her voice still a bit shaky. I shook my head, reassuringly putting my hand on her's. "No, no you didn't screw this up for anyone. You were just upset, and it slipped out. I'm not angry at you, I'm just confused," I explain, hoping to get the message across that I wasn't going to be upset with her.

"You should be, Hunter. It's selfish of me to think about you like that now that you've got a girlfriend," she said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. I sigh, looking around for a moment. "It's not selfish. I've felt that way before, too. How...how did you even know I'm with someone?" I asked, curiously. She looked down. "I saw pictures of you two on TV earlier today," she admits. Pictures on TV?

Uh oh.

She must've seen the pictures of Jessie and I out to dinner when the papparazzi found us.

"Oh," I say, not sure of how else to respond. "Yeah," she answers. "When you said you didn't intend on me finding out about this...what did you mean?" I ask hesitantly. I don't want to make her even more upset. "There's nothing for me to 'mean', Hunter. I didn't intend on you finding out. It's that simple," she snaps, giving me a quick glare. "But if you must know," she starts, sighing. "I wasn't really into you in Nashville. Quite frankly, I wanted nothing to do with you. But, when I got back to California, I started thinking about everything that happened in Nashville. You always treated me so well, despite the fact that I went out of my way to make you miserable, and I realized that I should've been nicer to you," she started, getting up from her seat on the bench. She leaned down and took her high heels off, holding them in her hand. "Where are you going?" I ask, standing up as well. "I want to walk down the pier, if that's alright," she answers, brushing herself off. She wrapped my jacket around her, her hair blowing in the wind. I nodded, following her lead as she walked barefoot down the boardwalk.

"Anyway, I began thinking about all the times I'd yelled at you, made fun of you, was rude to you. You never gave up on me, with helping me, I mean. I would push you away, but you'd come right back, and I liked that. Thus, I started falling for you. But, it doesn't matter now," she continued once I'd caught up to her. I can't imagine how horrible she felt when she saw those pictures today. See, now I'm in an awkward situation. I'm dating Jessie, but Melody just told me she loves me.