Belly. (Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

I woke up hearing the front door close. I opened my eyes and moved my arm to the other side of the bed. I felt nothing but a made bed. I rolled over and smelled the sheets. Smelled just like him. There was a note his pillow.

"Good morning beautiful. I got a call from Matt wanting to get rehearsal done in the morning so she can go out to lunch with her mom later. I didn't want to wake you up since you looked too cute. I love you so much and I'll see you at around 11. - your 'hubby' (;"

I smiled at the note and opened my nightstand dourer and put the note on top of all the other letters I've ever gotten from Hunter. I read then when I felt lost or confused. He completes me. I rolled over and looked at the time. 6:30 am. Nope, I'm not getting up yet. I rolled over and laid on Hunters side of the bed because I felt safe. Imagining his arms around me. I drifted back to sleep imaging how my life would be if my friend didn't drag me to that music festival.

**** 'I wanna wrap you up, wanna kiss your lips, I, I wanna make you feel wanted' he sang as he approached me. My heart smiling. Eyes shinning. He kissed my hand and sang me the rest of the chorus. When the song ended he hugged me and whispered in my ear.. 'Come to my bus after the show. Its the brown one' he said looking into my eyes. He turned away and walked back on stage and dissapeared. I met him at his bus after the show, just like he asked me. I walked up and knocked on his door. He opened it, like he was waiting for me. He stepped out and said. 'This might not sound right, but when I saw you... My heart skipped a beat. I wanted to tell you I'll never forget your face. What's your name?' he asked me. 'Isabelle. Thank you for that wonderful comment, nobody has ever said something like that to me. I'll never forget this night either.' I said. I hugged him again and told him I have to leave. I turn to walk away, and as I started walking away I heard a faint call of my name. I turn back around and he's coming back to me. He said... 'Will you come to breakfast with me tomorrow? It's on me.' I of course said yes, and kissed his cheek. I walked back to my truck with his number written on my hand and my heart beating out of my chest. **** I woke up to the smell of coffee. It was lingering into our bedroom. I knew he was home. I ripped the covers off me and walked down stairs to see him standing over the counter reading something on his iPhone. He looked up at me and turned to me. I ran into his arms and he spung me around.

"I just had the dream of when we met and made me fall in love with you all over again." I said as he put me back down. I smiled into his eyes.

"That's weird, because while I was rehearsing... I imagined you in the crowd from the first time I saw you looking at me, with your friends whispering in your ears while you just keep looking at me. I will never forget that moment." He told me leaning down to kiss my forehead. I looked up at his eyes and kissed him. The kiss was short and cute.

"I love you to the moon and back." I said to him.

"I love you much more than that." he said trying to be cute, which was working.

"Oh don't even go their, Hayes." I said walking to the sink and started washing the dishes. He chuckled. He walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. I turned my head to the right of him and looking into his eyes, smiling. I stopped washing the dishes and wrapped my arms up around his shoulders, leaning onto his chest. I heard his heart beat. It was beating just like mine. Why am I so lucky? I would ask myself this question several times a day. I lifted my head back looking back into his eyes again. He kissed me, a much more passionate and longer kiss... The kind I loved.

"I could kiss you all day." he told me.

"Then why don't you?" I said, smiling.

He went to kiss me and I broke free, laughing.

"Your gonna have to catch me first." I told him, standing in the arch way of the kitchen door. I smiled big. He smirked.

"So that's the kind of game were playing?" he asked me. He came running over to me. I tried to run up the stairs, but when I got to the third step, he caught me. He picked me up and threw me over his shoulders. I started laughing and kicking. When we got to the top of the stairs he set me down. He turned around and knelt down. I hopped up on his back as he lead me back to our bedroom.