The Desire (Hayes Grier fanfic)

Chapter 7

"FUCK YOU NASH!" Hayes screamed looking at Nash. 

"Calm down Hayes, it just a picture." Cam added.

"No it really isnt, im going to get so much hate!" Hayes exclaimed. 

Oh my god. Nash posted that picture he took of me and Hayes laying together on the couch. 

"Well first of all, the person who is gonna get the most hate is gonna be Lizzy. I mean, she already gets alot of hate because of the photoshoot pictures and because she is the only girl that twitter knows you have been with." Cam added again while Nash sat there looking at the ground.

I grabbed my phone from my pocket and got on twitter and started reading some of the comments on the picture of Hayes and I. I never noticed how bad fangirls could be untill right now.

Comments: Ewww she is so ugly Hayes why are you laying with her, Hayes your gonna get stds from her, Watch out Hayes she probably has herpes, That whore, T.H.O.T., omg she is ugly, ugh hayes that should be me and etc.

Then there were the comments that were nicer: wow she is pretty, Awww so happy Hayes has finally found someone, it should be me but im still happy for him, soo cute, and etc. 

"Hayes, have you even looked through the comments yet? They arent talking bad about you, they are talking bad about me, so before you get all worked up about getting hate and maybe loosing a few followers, dont because everything bad is towards me." I exclaimed to Hayes looking him straight in the eyes. Then I stormed upstairs, got my headphones out and listened to music to calm myself down. I wanted to disapeer and never come back again because of this. Getting hate on twitter wasnt one of my goals and i hated it so much that i decided to deactivate my twitter. 

Nash, Cam, and Hayes were still downstairs arguing about all of this. after I bawled my eyes out till there was no water left inside of me i needed a drink, bad. I got up and headed towards the door, as soon as i was about top turn the knob Someone ran upstaurs and slammed their door. It was Hayes. I twisted the door knob and headed downstairs to find Nash and Cam sitting on the couch talking. I tried to sneak past them but again, the last step creaked and they both looked up. 

"Lizzy im so sorry, I didnt mean for it to end up into something horrible that would ruin you and Hayes's relationship." Nash said looking at me with sorrow in his eyes. 

"Nash its fine. Me and Hayes wouldnt have lasted that long." I said truthfuly. 

"No its really my fault. I did something that was really, like extremely stupid and i apologize. I can fix this." Nash said as he typed his password into his phone and got on twitter.

"Nash, what are you doing??" I asked. 

"Saying sorry in a big way." Nash said.

"Hey Lizzy, why cant I find your twitter anymore?" Nash asked. 

"I deactivated it, I couldnt stand all of the hate and how many followers I lost because of all of this." I said looking at the beige and brown freige carpet. 

"Lizzy, Im sorry, i really am. Please dont get upset with me." Nash said. 

"Im not upset with you. Im upset with myself because I thought me and Hayes would be something but we arent and never will be becuase his fans are everything to him, I mean its veryb sweet that he loves his fans and all but he needs to have space and he doesnt." I said to Nash as I walked into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and took out the 2-liter of rootbeer and poured myself a glass. 

Before Nash could say another word I headed for the basement to watch a movie and get all of this off my mind. I picked White Chicks. This movie always made me crack up laughing. I put the movie in the playstation and sat down on the couch. I could hear the boys laughing upstairs and it made me wanna go up there and laugh with them, but that wasnt the right decision right now. I ended up falling asleep, and got woken up by Hayes. 

"Lizzy," Hayes said as he sat down next to me, "Im sorry. I put my fans before you and was only thinkling about myself when i didnt even get hurt by that picture. You did and im sorry for making you feel like you didnt matter to me because you really, honestly do." 

Hayes always had a way of making himselfd back into your heart. By his smile, his eyes, his hair, his voice, the way he uses his words, him. Just him. I swear his smile could stop wars. And all I ever wanted is his smile to be mine.