Anger Management (A Hunter Hayes Fanfiction)

Chapter Fourteen:

Liz's POV:
I wake up, and Hunter isn't next to me. I sit up and look around the room. He's not here. I sigh and walk out onto the living room.
"Where's Hunter?" I ask the guys.
"I thought he was still in bed. We haven't seen him," Steve says.
I frown. That's not like him.
"Oh," is all I say.
I find that he's not in the house anywhere. He didn't leave a note, or tell anyone where he was going. I check my phone, and I don't have any messages or calls. I decide to call him. There's bound to be a logical explanation for why he left. I get his voicemail.
"Uh, hey Hunter. We're just wondering where you are. I'm kind of worried so... Yeah," I say.
I check our room for his phone, but it's not there. There's no hint as to where he is. I walk out to the beach and he's not anywhere in sight. The car is still at the house. There's no way he'd have left without telling anyone where he was going. So what's happening? Where is he?
Hunters POV:
I look at the rose in my hand, wondering if I'll have the guts to go through with this plan. I get a taxi back to the house and walk in, and I'm greeted by a worried looking Liz.
"You are a stupid idiot Hunter Hayes! You can't just leave without telling anyone like what did you think you were doing leaving me worried sick about where you were! It's two in the afternoon Hunter! You've been gone all day and you haven't answered one of my calls or texts! You're such an ignorant jerk!" She sigh angrily before quickly making her way to our room.
I stand there with my mouth open for a second, wondering how I managed to screw this up. The guys are just giving me looks.
"What am I supposed to do now?" I ask them.
"Follow her!" They all say.
I quickly walk down the hall and open the door to our room. She's laying on her stomach on the bed. Her shirt has ridden up slightly, so I can see the dimples on her back. I wish she wasn't mad. I want her really badly right now.
"I'm sorry," I say lamely.
She doesn't answer. I walk over to the bed, crawling over her back. I did this the other night and she totally caved in. Maybe if I squish her again it'll work. I let my weight rest on her and I rest my head on her back.
"Hunter...." She breathes out.
"Yeah baby?" I say.
"You left. You were just gone. I thought maybe you'd....." She doesn't finish.
"Lizzie I'd never leave you," I tell her softly.
"I know," she says weakly.
"But I should tell you something," I say gently.
"What?" She asks.
"Last night, I woke up. And I remembered some stuff. Not a lot, just little scenes. And I... That's when I left. I went to the beach first, and then in the morning I went to the city. I have a little surprise for you," I say.
She swallows. "What do you remember?"
"I remember... I remember umm... God Lizzie I can't even talk about it," I say hopelessly.
"Tell me what you remember Hunter. Describe it to me. I don't care if it was one of the times you raped me. I don't care what it was," she says.
I close my eyes. "I walked onto our room. You were sitting on the bed, giggling at something. I slapped you and then... I touched you and then I hit you again and walked out. And I remember walking into the bathroom and telling you I hated you. And I said you were far and ugly. Lizzie I'm so sorry," I says, tears forming in my eyes.
I move so that I'm sitting next to her. She sits up and faces me.
"It's ok Hunter. Just as long as you don't go back to who you were," she says, not meeting my eyes.
"Hey Liz?" I say.
"Yeah?"
"After the show tonight, we're gonna a go to a hotel. It's really nice. I have something to show you there," I say.
She looks at me. "Should I wear something lacy?"
"Only if you want to," I reply, smiling.
She kisses me. "I do want to Hunter. And... I forgive you."
My eyes widen.
"You forgive me?" I ask, stunned.
"Yes. Hunter... Hunter I know you're different now. I know that you won't hurt me anymore, and that you care about me. I love you. And I know that you love me. I know that I'm not fat or ugly. You've given me my confidence back. So yes Hunter. I forgive you."
Liz's POV:
He remembers. And he's not going back to who he was. I could literally jump with joy right now. He's currently at the after show meet and greet, and I'm waiting for him in his dressing room. I'm wearing a pair of tight skinny jeans, and a black V-neck shirt. And I may have put on a lacy bra. With a matching thong. I even shaved my legs for him. Seriously, I'm dedicated! I'm also nervous. We've never had like, a planned evening like this. It's slightly scary, knowing that he's anticipating me. He finally walks in smiling.
"Hey," I say.
He smiles.
"Let's go. We're having dinner first," he says, taking my hand and helping me off of the couch.
"Can't lay me on an empty stomach," I mutter.
He chuckles. "You're so funny."
I just sigh as he wraps his arm around my waist.
"Nice jeans," he says quietly.
"Thanks. I don't wear jeans this right usually," I admit.
"We I appreciate that you put them on tonight," he says, smiling at me.
He slides his hand into my back back pocket as we walk, and I do the same to him. I think he just likes touching my butt, but I won't complain!
"So, we could go somewhere fancy, if you want," he says slowly.
"Or we could hit up chick-fil-a and get to the hotel faster," I say, knowing that he doesn't want to wait that long.
He smiles and kisses my cheek. "You know me so well."
We go through the drive thru at chick-fil-a, and take our food to the hotel. It's got to be the nicest hotel I've ever stepped foot in. The floors are shining hardwood, and there are beautiful chandeliers everywhere. Our room is on the top floor. We reach the door, and Hunter slowly slides the key onto the lock and opens the door. Rose petals. That's all I see. There's scattered everywhere, except on the bed they're only on the pillows.
"Hunter..." I whisper.
He blushes. "Is it too much?"
I shake my head. We go in and eat our food at the table. The room is huge. There's a dining table, a kitchen, and a living area with couches and huge TV.
"I got desert too," Hunter says shyly, standing up and grabbing something out of the fridge.
Before he comes back over he dims the lights, making it about four-thousand times more romantic than it was before. He opens the box, and in it are chocolate covered strawberries.
"You know my every weakness don't you?" I say, shaking my head.
He just smiles and holds a strawberry up to my mouth. I take a bite, catching the prices of hardened chocolate that fall off of it in my hand. Hunter eats the rest of it, smirking slightly as he grabs another one.
"I feel like Troy Bolton," he says as he feeds me another strawberry.
"You're much hotter than him," I say, winking.
"I'm hotter than Zach Efron?" He asks skeptically.
I sigh. "I'm biased."
He rolls his eyes. We eat the strawberries until there's only a few left.
"So are we just gonna jump right into this, or are we doing the whole, 'let's just watch tv on the bed,' thing?" I say.
Hunter laughs and takes my hand, leading me over to the bed. I sit down and he grabs his guitar.
"Oh you're gonna sing to me! Oh my gosh Hunter I don't know if my ovaries can take this..." I say.
He blushes at my comment and then sits on the bed with me. He kisses me.
"I wrote this a few days ago. I... Liz I need you to know how I feel about you. I need you to know what goes through my mind when I'm around you. So here goes," he says.
He starts playing a slow melody, that is unfamiliar to me.
*A/N: this song is, 1) really crappy 2) kind of sketchy. I know Hunter would probably never write something like this. Well, I don't know actually. You never know what he writes but doesn't release ;)*
"I could look at you all day, just stop and stare.
I know you in so many ways, and I've loved you when you're bare.
Your heart beats with mine, keeping me in line.
I can't live without you, and I won't go on without you.
So tonight it's gonna happen, I'm gonna take you.
I promise not to break you.
All I want is you, here in my arms.
All I need is you, sayin' my name.
Those porcelain shoulders, killing me over and over.
Your body is a perfect wonderland, curving and beautiful.
I just want to love you, that's all I wanna do.
I think you want it too, but I'll go slow if you need me too.
I'd wait three million years for you, and I'll spend my time wiping your tears for you.
So please just let me have you, if only for a few moments.
My lips on your neck, our bodies in check.
You've got a way of sayin' my name that drives me insane, I could listen to your voice all day, block out your pain.
I'll hold you forever if you want, or just for tonight.