Reckless (Hayes Grier Fanfiction)

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Music??:
/ / take me to church- hozier / /
/ / sweater weather acoustic / /

/ / you wish that i was yours, and i hope that you're mine / /

A cool breeze brushed against my face. Goosebumps ran down my spine and I shivered and woke up. I forgot to shut the window, so I got up and shut it right away. It was really cold especially for how fucking early it was. I've slept 5 hours at best. I rubbed my eyes and then rolled over and checked my phone. I had one missed call from Gilinsky.

Here it was again. The regretful hangover call. Just like last weekend, last night he got hammered and too drunk to even remember his own name. He went off upstairs with some random girl and fucked the daylight out of her. This morning he woke up with a piercing headache and an upside down stomach. His liver by now was probably rotten and his eyes couldn't see straight. This was his call, his "Meg I can't call my parents and I don't have a ride please save my ass once again" call.

By now I'm used to it. I used to be bothered by it, by the fact that he would go through girls like that, but now it's normal. I figured anyone who is okay with giving themselves away like that at a party deserves half the shit they get. It may seem harsh, but that's life.

I texted Jack:

Hey manwhore I'm on my way I have Advil too, be ready :)

I sent the message and put my phone down I put my hair up in a ponytail and fixed my makeup in the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and changed into some causal nike sweats. I slipped on one of Jack's old sweatshirts and my black uggs. I grabbed my wallet and my lanyard with my keys on it. My parents were out and about probably doing those weird breakfast things they do because it's Saturday. And for some reason it being Saturday morning causes a happy celebration. If I ever was married I'd tell my husband to screw off because most of the time I prefer sleep over food. But I don't plan on getting married anytime soon.

I hopped into my crappy car headed over to whoever's poor house had to host our party last night. I checked my clock in my car when I was about five minutes from the house and it read 11:36. I slowed down being as polite as possible for me when I drove down the road.

When I got to the house most of the cars that were there last night disappeared. I saw Johnson's shitty blue car parked on the side of the road, I hoped he wasn't here still. Ava his last girlfriend broke his heart so bad, even I hate her. And she used to be one of my best friends. Now Jack Johnson has learned the ways of Jack Gilinsky and does the same thing he does, except the difference between them is Gilinsky doesn't pour any emotion into it, his love is raw and all for the physical pleasures of it. JJ pours his heart and soul into it, I feel so bad because every morning the bed is empty and his heart breaks all over again. It's a mess.

I walk in expecting it to be locked, but it wasn't. I yell Jack's name a couple times hoping to wake at least one of them up, but I have no luck. My voice does seem to wake up someone else, someone I was hoping to never see again for the rest of my life, but here he was. Dark circles formed underneath his blue eyes, his plump pink lips were as seductive as they were last night. His face so detailed begged for you to stare. I looked right past him.

I knew his type. Him and Gilinsky are very similar. I think Hayes is dangerously attractive and he uses his looks to get what he wants. I have no doubt in my mind that I was the first girl to ever say no to Hayes in his entire life. When he spoke to me yesterday he knew exactly what he was doing, and that is never a good sign.

"Hey, you." He said smiling at me, flashing his white teeth. His shirt was wrinkled and his shorts were hanging a little low.

"Aww if it isn't cute name boy!" I mocked him. He looked at me unimpressed.