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CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE

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     HAYDEN GIGGLED DRUNKENLY AS Jordan helped her into his the passenger side of his car. He shook his head at his girlfriend and told her to watch her feet before he closed the door for her. He ran up to the valet and paid before rushing back to the drivers seat, closing the door and sighing as he turned to his drunk girlfriend. Hayden grinned at Jordan, which made him chuckle and shake his head again. He pulled her legs up so they rested on his lap as he began to drive out of the parking lot. "This is why I don't like to bring you to these events. You barely even drink, but when you do. . . this happens." He said, lowering the volume of the stereo.

     Hayden rolled her eyes. "Pshh, I'm fine. I was hanging out in the ball pit with my friends, but someone just had to take me away."

     "Babe, you were about to undo the buttons on your dress and that was not going to happen." Jordan said as he shook his head, eyes glancing to Hayden for a split second before they went back to the road. Hayden giggled and sat up, raising the volume of the music. Best Part by Daniel Ceaser & H.E.R then blasted out through the speakers and Hayden smiled.

     Hayden leaned up and let her fingers trail along the bottom of Jordan's chin. "You don't know babe. When you hold me and kiss me slowly it's the sweetest thing. And it don't change. If I had it my way, you would know that you are. You're the coffee that I need in the morning.  You're my sunshine in the rain when it's pouring. Won't you give yourself to me? Give it all." Hayden sang to Jordan with the widest grin on her lips.

     Jordan was in awe. With his ex, when she was drunk she'd scream and cry at him about why he would never do anything around the house whenever he'd actually do everything. She'd scream at him that she hated him with every fiber of her being and that she wished she had never met him. But Hayden on the other hand. . . she sang to him about how much she loved him.

     Jordan couldn't help but to sing with her. "I just wanna see. I just wanna see how beautiful you are. You know that I see it. I know you're a star. Where you go I follow. No matter how far. If life is a movie. Oh you're the best part, oh oh oh. You're the best part, oh oh oh. Best part." Hayden leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on Jordan's cheek.

     "It's the sunrise. And those brown eyes yes. You're the one that I desire. When we wake up and then we make love. It makes me feel so nice." Hayden sang, adoration in her eyes. She was slightly sobering up, but still a tad tipsy. But she still felt the butterflies and was aware on what she was doing and singing. "You're my water when I'm stuck in the desert. You're the Tylenol I take when my head hurts. You're the sunshine on my life."

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     JORDAN HELPED HAYDEN INTO their shared apartment that was once just Hayden's. Hayden was half sober yet half drunk. He helped her into their bedroom, laying her down. He then left to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and two pills of Tylenol before he walked back to the bedroom. Seeing she was half asleep, Jordan chuckled and grabbed her makeup remover wipes. He brushed her hair back and began to remove her makeup.

     After he was done, he woke her up. Her soft brown eyes fluttered open, soon landing on the boy hovering over her. She gave him a light smile. "Hi baby." She whispered. She reminded Jordan of a baby when they first woke up. Soft and sweet and willing to cuddle the first person they saw.

     "Hi, sweetheart. Come on. Want to take a shower? Or a bath?" Jordan asked, to which she nodded in response. Jordan helped her sit up and left her to walk into the bathroom. He turned on the water and waited a while before adding in the soap so bubbles would engulf her. He turned on a couple of candles and used his phone to play soft music he knew she enjoyed to listen to when she took a bath. Jordan walked back to Hayden and helped her into the bathroom. He helped her remove her clothing before he helped her into the bathtub. She sat down and immediately grinned, applying bubbles to her chin to make it look like she had a beard.

     "Baby, look! I have a mustache!" She giggled like a little girl, making Jordan laugh. He nodded and reached in to the bath to grab bubbles in hands before he blew them at Hayden, making her gasp before she exploded into a fit of laughter. "Can you come in?" She asked after she had calmed down. Jordan sighed and nodded.

     Within a couple of minutes, Jordan was sitting behind Hayden. Her back was on his chest and their legs were entangled together. Jordan mindlessly braided Hayden's hair, the girl now completely sober. Hayden leaned back and looked up at Jordan. Jordan looked down at her and sent her a warm smile. "What's on your mind, love?" He asked.

     Hayden lightly shrugged. "I'm just wondering how I got so lucky in this life, to have someone like you. Because you're always there for me, good times and bad. Even when I annoy you to the core and make you question why you're dating me, I could turn around and you'd still be there. You take off my makeup and make me a bath when I've drank a bit too much, you give me a kiss on the forehead and tell me soothing words when I can't sleep, you take bubble baths with me and we do nothing but sit, talk, listen to the soft music, and throw bubbles at each other. In all honesty, I cannot believe that someone as odd and as messy as me, got someone like you to help me through all of this. Thank you for being in my life and loving me, Jordan Connor."

     Jordan wiped away a tear from his eye and leaned down to place a kiss on her forehead. "Hayden, I could die and come back as someone else about a thousand times, and I would always find my way back to you. I will always, honestly, truly, completely love you."