The Amethyst Ring (A Hunter Hayes Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Hunter's POV

There was something about that girl Jinger tonight. I saw her in the front row and she looked like she was having the time of her life. And she was so sweet and shy and she definitely was a huge fan. She has a dream just like I did. There was just something I really liked about her. Tomorrow is Saturday. I think I'm gonna go see her at that coffee shop...

Jinger's POV

I wake up and have this warm fuzzy feeling inside me. I just know it has something to do with Hunter. He was even more perfect in real life. I get dressed in my outfit for my gig today. Regular jeans, aqua converse, a polka dot navy henley shirt, my guitar pick necklace and...My ring! Where's my ring!?! Oh no! I spend the next half hour looking for it but no such luck. I must have lost it last night. Man this sucks. Oh well I guess..

I better get going. I decide to walk to Grande Dreams & Java Beans and go in. The warm smell of coffee and cinnamon buns greets my nose and is a nice adjustment from the chilly October air. I see it's a bit busier today then usual. I walk up to the register and say hi to the owner, Linda. She's one of the first friends I made in Nashville. I told her about my dream and she said to come and sing here anytime. I carry my case up to the stage and set up. I do some last minute tuning and get everyone's attention. Right as I'm starting to play a guy with a hat and sunglasses on walks in. I play White Horse by Taylor Swift, Then by Brad Paisley, Talk About Love by Danielle Bradbery, Long Live by Taylor Swift and then Wanted by Hunter Hayes obviously. "To end it I'm gonna play Storyline by Hunter Hayes. This song has helped and meant so much to me. I always told myself "Who cares what the world thinks? They don't know me." And this song says that in a slightly different way. I always tell myself that I'm writing my own storyline. I got to meet Hunter Hayes last night and he is one of the most sweetest, encouraging people ever. He has inspired me so much. To never give up on your dreams especially. So well here go's." I give one of my best performances of that song ever and everyone seems to love it. I'm beaming ear to ear as I say thank you and I start packing up and everyone go's back to what they were doing. I pack my orangeish to brown sunburst guitar in to it's floral case and put my capo and pick into their little pocket. As I'm standing up to go, the guys with the hat and sunglasses comes over to me and says "Hey um...Jimger right?" "Um yeah. Do I know you?" He takes off his sunglasses and I immediately know who it is. I would recognize those beautiful blue eyes anywhere. I can't believe I couldn't recognize it was him before. "Oh my gosh! How on earth are you are you here?!?" "Shhhh...I came to see you preform." He says with a slight smile. I'm shocked beyond belief and blushing a lot. I can't believe I'm seeing him again. And to see ME preform. "I guess you heard the stuff I said about you. Oh jeez. You probably think I'm the biggest dork ever." "No! I'm really happy my music has meant and helped you so much. As far as what you siad about me, I'm...very flattered." He says with some pink rising to his cheeks. Oh my gosh that looks so dang cute on him. "So. What did you think? Honest opinion." "I...honestly...I was blown away by you. Very few people have done that to me." I'm stunned by his answer. Hunter Hayes is blown away by me. WOW. "A-are you serious?" I ask blushing more then ever. "Yes. I am. Your voice is beautiful." Okay. I'm gonna die. "Um can we take a walk? I want to talk to you for a little while." He says. "Um yeah." "You want a coffee or something? I'm gonna get one." "Yeah sure. I can get it though." "No way. A guy should never let a girl buy." Oh my goodness. He is to sweet for words. We both order the special of the month, Cinnamon Spice. We walk out to see that the sunny day has turned clowdy and chilly. Why didn't I bring my jacket? "You look cold. You want my jacket?" Is he trying ro kill me of sweetness? "No no, that's fine." No here. It's not a big deal. I'm kinda warm right now anyway." He pulls the jacket off and puts it on me. Wow. I'm wearing Hunter Hayes' jacket. "Okay. So. I'm just gonna go straight ahead and ask you. You sing and play beautiful and I want to know, Next tour of mine, will you open up for me?" I choke on my coffee and then when I'm finally can talk I ask "WHAT!?!?" "I'm serious. I really want you to." "I don't know how I could. I'm not a professional singer or anything." "I know. That's something else I want to talk about. I want to help you become one. I'll try to pull some strings and stuff for you." "You really think I'm worth that?" "Yes I do. I believe in you." Oh wow. Is this even real? My dreams may come true. Thanks to Hunter Hayes. "Are you really sure?" "Yes. Absolutely." We smile at each other for a second. Then thunder claps and we snap out of it. We look up and it starts raining and we duck under a building awning. "My car is down the street a little if you want to wait here while I get it I'll drive you home." "Oh no. You'll get all wet." "I'll get wet whether or not you come with. Mind as well just be me instead of both of us." He walks off before I can say anything. He's back in about 10 minutes driving a red Mustang. It's a beauty all right. I get in to see he's soaked from head to toe. "I'm sorry you got all wet." "It's okay. Hey umm if you do wanna do this...I'm gonna need your phone number. Here can you put it on my phone?" He hands me his phone and I put my number in. I give him his phone back and he tells me his number to put in my phone. We get to my apartment and I tell him thanks so much for everything he's doing for me. He walks me into the building and gives me a hug before he leaves. Wow he really is a great hugger. I realize as I walk into my apartment that I forgot ro give him back his jacket. I call him and tell him but he says that's fine. Just to bring it back on Monday morning when we're gonna talk about making and sending in some demos. I can't believe this is really happening...