Averse Love || Hayes Grier

Chapter 10

Spinning around, the cold drops fell down my back. The sound of raindrops splashing the surrounding landscape brought a sense of relaxation. Hayes was standing off to the side, occasionally laughing at my actions.

"You're not going to have any fun just standing there." I said.

"Oh trust me, you're pretty entertaining." he responded.

Running over to him, I slipped on the now muddy grass. Bracing myself for the impact, I was shocked to feel Hayes' warm arms wrap around my torso. Looking up, I noticed the many details on his face. The way his deep brown hair stuck to his forehead from the rain, little droplets escaping from the many strands. How his ocean blue eyes glistened against his tan skin. His straight teeth sparkling, showcased by baby pink lips.

I felt Hayes leaning closer, our faces now inches apart. Part of me wanted to close the gap, but you don't always get what you want.

'Get away from him. It's a trick. He's playing you.' the voice in my head told me.

And like usual, that voice got the best of me.

Pulling away from Hayes' grasp, I gathered my things and ran towards my house. I heard him calling after me but there was no looking back.

Running into the house, I locked the doors behind me. Dragging myself up the stairs, I decided painting would calm me down.

As I thought of something to paint, my mind decided to torture me. I found myself imagining what things would be like if I was normal.

My so called friendship with Hayes would be so much better, maybe even blossom into something else. As my mind drifted to another thought, I began to replay the good memories we had together. Sadly, there were only a few seeing how I can't do anything right.

I look in my hand, seeing the paint brush and realized I still needed something to paint. I always found it best to paint whatever is on my mind, so that's exactly what I did. Dipping the brush in the various vibrant colors, I began to recreate the paint fight that had occurred just a few hours before.

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Finishing off the final touches of my work, I sat on my bed to look over it. As my body met the comforter, my phone lit up alerting me I had a new message.

I looked down to see Hayes' name flash across my screen. Lying down to see what he had to say, my eyelids became heavy and my mind faded to darkness.