HAYES POV
"Nash, It's been 3 years.." I cry aloud
"She's never coming back!" I yell, madly.
"Calm down bro, it was your fault.." He says quietly. Ever since she left, I've been so moody, I've even been rude to my 5 year old baby sister!
"I'm sorry, it's just I'm not the same.." I say, a tear shredding my eye.
"Can we go to the park?" I ask. He nods as I grab my phone and jacket, since it's getting pretty chilly here in North Carolina.
"What park?" Nash asks, I shrug.
"InksFew?" I ask, he nods. Ali- Alison and I used to always go there, she's always speak of dying her hair too. There's a place there she's always wanted to get her hair done at.
I've seen this girl who looked like her, just with brown hair. Alison has blonde hair, and I know that.
I get in, shotgun. I buckle myself in as Nash does himself. He starts the engine as we start to drive to the park. I have this album still of us, Yes. As you may say I'm "whipped" over a girl I will never have.
I click "My Girl😽💕" as I see all the photo's we had taken together, the last one we did was of us kissing In front of a bunch of roses and that. It was truly beautiful.
"Still bro?" Nash says, looking at my phone. He laughs.
"Keep your eyes on the road, Nash." I demand. He keeps looking at my phone, I see this girl crossing the street
"NASH WATCH OUT!" I scream, He quickly stops the car.
To late.
He hit her.
I quickly un-buckle myself as I jump and run as fast as I could out of the car. I pick the girl's head up and place it on my lap, She looks beautiful.
Her brown hair, with a little lighter blonde hair on her tips. It's not that noticeable though, you'd have to be super close to notice it.
"Nash cal 911!" I yell, demanding. He whips his phone out as I see the girl opening her eyes. Blue eyes? Brown hair..? Alison?
It's probably not.
"Hayes..?" She barely whispers, I feel her heartbeat go slower and slower. Is this seriously her? I must be imagining this.
"Stay with us!" I say, holding her hand.
"Don't you dare close your eyes you hear me!" I yell, I hear the ambulance come. They arrive a minute later and take the girl into the ambulance.
"Do you know who this girl is?" The lady asks me.
"No" I say, scratching the back of my neck. She laughs and tells my brother as I to come with her, so we do.
Question; who really is this girl?
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It's short I'm so sorry! I'm planning on updating this story every Wednesday now. So be prepared for ever Wednesday or maybe even the weekend idek yet.
- Lexie💕
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