The Amethyst Ring (A Hunter Hayes Fanfiction)

Chapter 4

Hunter's POV

I heard Jinger sing and it was one of the most beautiful voices I'd ever heard. I knew then and there that she could have a great future ahead of her if I can help get her in somewhere. I don't know if she writes music or not. If she doesn't I'll help her with that. I don't know why but I feel this feeling that I need to help her. I WANT to help her. I almost can't think straight when I'm around her. Like how did I forget my favorite jacket? I have to tell mom and dad about her tonight at dinner. I get home and get dressed in fresh, warm clothes and fall asleep...

Isabelle's POV

I call Jinger to see how her gig went today. "Hey Isabelle!"

"Hey! How'd the gig go?"

"Well I have a looong story about it. Can you come over and I can tell you?" I tell her sure and head over."Hey."

She says as she opens the door. "Okay start spilling!" I say excitedly. "Haha okay here go's." She tells me this long story about how Hunter Hayes saw her sing and he's gonna try to help her with her music and how he wants her to open for him on his next tour and how he drove her home. It's some serious awesomeness. "Wow! That's INSANE!!! He sounds like a serious gentleman too. I mean first he buys you coffee, then let's you wear his jacket, then has you wait so you don't get wet while he gets his car!" " I know! Nothing seems real right now." I see a leather jacket hanging off the back of one of her chairs and say "Whoa, whoa... is that his jacket over there?" "Yeah I forgot to take it off before he left." "OH MY GOSH. You have Hunter Hayes' jacket in your house!!!" She laughs and we chat some more about everything. I head back home then and think to myself that something is gonna happen between those two. I just have this feeling...

Hunter's POV

I wake up to the sound of my doorbell ringing. I go downstairs and open the door to find mom with a couple bags of groceries. I take them for her and carry them into the kitchen. "Where's dad?" I ask. "He'll be here a little later." She says. I nod and say "Hey mom, can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course. What is it?"

"Okay. Well it's a long story. Last night I met this girl at the meet and greet. She and her friend were the last ones and I talked to them for a while. The girl, Her name's Jinger, Told me how she wants to be a singer someday and how she sings at this place every Saturday. So I went there and she's AMAZING Mom. Beyond amazing. I told her that I want to help her get in some demos in somewhere and asked if she would open up for me on my next tour. I just feel like I have to help her. I WANT to help her. She has the same dream I did. I want to make sure it comes true for her. Am I acting too quickly Mom?"

"You're acting VERY quickly in my opinion. But when you have a feeling that strong it's there for a reason." She says and I smile at her and look down at the table I'm sitting at. "So what's she look like?" She asks playfully. "MOM!" "What? I'm just wondering." "Well she's kinda short. Probably about your height or a bit taller. She has long curly darkish brown hair. Green eyes with little blue to them. And she has a few freckles across her nose." I say trying to remember everything about her. "She sounds pretty." She says. I laugh a little and say and think to myself, she is really beautiful. "Yeah she's pretty." I say with a smile. "Do you like her a little Hunter?" "Well course I like her! But not how you think." She smiles and gets back to cooking. At least I don't think I don't like her like that...