Robbers (A hayley williams fanfiction)

Chapter 6.

Ava's POV

I have a lot of questions since Hayley literally broke into my house. For example, when she said she couldn't stop thinking about me, pulled me closer when I thought we were hugging too long, the way she cuddled with me, and why she broke into my house. I'm not sure if I want to ask her about what happened, and I can't right now since she is sleeping. She's holding me, and I don't ever want this to end, but why is she doing this? Is she leading me on? Or just in the mood? I mean, she is as striaght as a pole. I start to fall asleep in her arms, and than I notice something. She starts breathing heavily. I let go and pull away, but that doesn't change anything. It just gets worse. She starts to sweat, and move around a lot. I don't know what to do, and I'm getting scared-

"No! No, No! Please." Hayley shouts.

That's when I decide to do something. Hayley is having a reall bad nightmare. I shake her, and that may make it worse, but it will wake her up. She did, but she still acted if she was in a nightmare. But than she saw me and said the most shocking words ever.

"Babe! Help, he's coming after me." Hayley said "Hold me."

Oh my. She called me babe and wants me to hold her? This is getting questionable to me, and I'm still trying to absorb what happened tonight. I decide to go with the flow, since I've had very bad nightmares myself, and no one was there to comfort me. I hold her and tell her it's gonna be okay, and she calms down. She's back to normal, I think. She lets go of me and apologizes, and than she gives me a serious face.

"Ava, I, uh, need to talk to you. It's something serious."

My heart starts to beat a thousand times per minute. Was it something I did? I don't know what it would be about, but I may have an idea. Hayley seemed like she was going to pass out again, which also concerned me.

"Well, ever since I met you, I felt something that I haven't felt with anyone. I love the way you smile, your blue eyes, the way your brown hair flops perfectly on your shoulders, your smile. Oh my gosh, your smile. Your laugh - well, to make it short, just you in general. Hanging out with you is amazing, and I love every minute of it. And I know we just met, and you're probably straight, but I have feeling for you that are more than a friend, ever since I met you." Hayley said.

I couldn't believe it. Hayley? Having a crush on me? It seems off. What if she's tricking me?

"Hayley, you can't be serious." I said, and I meant it. 

"You can think all you want, but that's the truth. And remember when you wanted that Lana Del Rey album. I snuck back into the mall and..." 

She grabbed her purse and pulled out the album. I was in shock, about everything. I put the album in my radio, and turned to the song West Coast. I went back to Hayley, and I wanted to find the words to say after Hayley confessed, but I didn't know what, because I have a crush on her too.

"Yes." I said

Wow, nice words. I wanted to say would you be my girlfriend, but I wind up saying yes. Nice one. I thought. Hayley didn't respond, she just looked at me with her hazel eyes. So after that, I wanted to start a different conversation.

"So-" I got cut off.

With a kiss. Hayley kissed me, and I was in shock, I kissed back, and than pulled away. My first kiss. It felt so nice, and her lips tasted so good. Like strawberries. I smiled at Hayley, and she smiled back. I can finally say my response. 

"Hayley, will you be my girlfriend?" I asked.

She clasped her hands over her mouth, and said yes. 

"So, how'd that kiss feel?" She said and laughed.

"I'm glad you were my first kiss." I said and I smiled.

"Now, how about your first makeout sesh?" 

Before I could respond. Hayley put her lips on mine, and layed me down on the bed, being on top of me. I kissed back, and I placed my hands on her waist. She licked my bottom lip, begging for entry, and I allowed it. Kissing her was like a drug, and I loved every second of it. She moved her hands all over my body, and she kissed my check and traveled down to my neck. I moaned and I lightly grabbed her blue hair. She than traveled to my chest, and than went right back up to my lips. When West Coast ended, we stopped, but we slept right next to each other, and feel alseep into each other's arms. 

Now I know how it feels to be loved.