The story of us // Diego Martir// Bankrolhayden

Chapter 19: Do you remember?

After finally leaving the studio we made it home 2 hours later. When I got home I got a call from Sasha she was all torn and broken down. 

*Sis calling* 

y/n: hey.

S: y/n did you see it? 

y/n: yeah me and Hayden seen it and so did izabel she showed it to me and Hayden what happened. 

S: Diego was on Instagram she he was showing his friends these photos of these girls and he basically lowered my confidence and they were all doing smash or pass with me in front of them. 

y/n: was it celebrities?

S: yes. 

y/n: than ya'll have nothing to worry about. it's just a game and he is too young for them anyways so ya'll make this work for Izabel. 

S: okay. 

*hangs up* 

* Diego is calling* 

D: y/n I fucked up.

Y/n: call her and make up she wants you too I just got off the phone with her now make it work stop doing stupid shit and leave me out of it I am trying to put you kid and my kid asleep and i'm waiting for hayden to get home thanks have a nice night, 

*lets out deep breath* 

*thoughts* y/n: fuckin idiot. 

D: what did you just call me?! 

y/n: you are a I D I O T! 

D: shut up y/n I never said that when you and Hayden split. 

y/n: when was this cause um we've never split he's went with you and i've stayed home and then he always came home we never split up you fuckin dweeb. 

D: true. 

y/n: I know now hang up dipstick. 

D: yo chill with the names. 

y/n: No city bitch. 

D: night love you too sis. 

y/n: shut up! 

*hangs up* 

* Hayden walks through the door*

H: hey baby. 

y/n: hey babe

H: I missed you. 

y/n: I missed you too. 

H: so. what was that about? 

y/n: Diego being a idiot. 

H: true. 

y/n: hey babe you remember when we first got together I used to call spending time with you 'HaYdEn TiMe"

H: yeah how could I forget. 

y/n: well now I don't call It anything because um I genuinely hated myself for that title. 

H: lmao it was cheesy and cute. 

y/n: oh shut up. 

Hayden and I layed in bed for hours talking bout the memories we have and how much they mean to us. 

y/n: the memory that means the most to me is when you slipped and fell at the store. that one means the most because it was not only the funniest thing ever but it was when you said "me when I first met you" and I got it right off the bat because I knew that we was meant to be right from the start. 

H: SAY DAT!