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Chapter Three

"I love how you kiss, I love all your sounds, and baby the way you make my world go round"

Sorry - Buckcherry 

-Hayden-

I was still smiling like an idiot.  We had already been by the Apple store to buy me an iPhone 6 plus, Mac laptop, and an iPad air.  I didn't see personally why I needed the iPad, since I had the laptop for home usage, and the phone for any time I can't use my laptop. It was only lunchtime, and Josh had said that he was my driver for the day, since dad had to work with the suits the rest of the day, so I asked if we could go by the mall.  We hit Chik-FIl-A for lunch, and then I got started.  I wasn't the type of girl who liked to shop every weekend, but when I did, I didn't hold back.  I must of went into eight different stores and ended up having Josh and I waddling back to the car to put all my bags up.  I felt sort of guilty, since I didn't buy any of this for myself.  I had gone into Victoria Secret first, picking out all sorts of new underwear and bra sets, and headed up to the check out lady.  I had my debit card out and everything, ready to swipe and buy my new sets, when Josh slid up, handed the lady a card that was not mine, and explained to me that dad wanted to treat me, and get this, and I quote, Josh said that my dad told him  "I never got to buy her anything after I left, so I have a lot to make up for,".  I wanted to start crying as the cashier handed me my two big bags, and headed to the mall exit.  

"Hayden, where are you going? You only went to one store," he tried keeping up with me, which wasn't very hard since his legs were longer than mine.

"I don't want to spend all my dads money, and I have a feeling that if I kept shopping, you would somehow sneak in and have dad pay for it, so I would rather leave, please," I felt angry at myself for thinking about all the things I could buy, selfish. 

"Oh please, your father has more money than he knows what to do with.  He feels horrible that it took him so long to man up and find you, so this is one the ways he wants to build your relationship back, let him," he said it all slowly, all the while dragging me back to another store.  Sneaky bastard.

I shopped all day, for myself and my father, and when I got home, I went to my dads office with all twenty-two bags, and a pair of car keys (dad called and said to run by the dealership and pick one out, and after five minutes of me saying I didn't need a car, I had my very own truck), wanting to show him how excited I was about all my things.

I showed him everything he had bought for me, excluding what was in the Victoria Secret bag. Afterwards, he told me that he had a couple more hours of work, and that once he was done he would be heading to bed, so here I was, after many trips back and forth from my room and dads office with my bags, putting all my new things up.  I was so exhausted, but with my OCD self, I wouldn't be able to sleep until everything was neatly hung up or folded and placed where they should be.

I jumped when my phone rang, instantly remembering my conversation with Harry earlier today.  How could I have forgotten? 

I checked my caller ID, my heart calming back down once I saw that it was my mom.

"Hey mom, what's up?" I picked up some of my already emptied bags, placing them under my sink so I could reuse them for trash bags later.

"Hayden, oh my god, this was a mistake. I want my daughter back," I laughed, hearing that she was joking.

"I miss you too, mom,"  I felt my very first wave of homesick wash over me.  I closed my eyes, sighing as I got another headache.

"So tell me all about it, what's happening? How's your room? Goodness I hope he picked up the color I told him to for your room.  Please please tell me that your bedroom is a light blue and your bathroom and closet are a light but not too light gray, please," I laughed again, looking around.