One Shadow on the Wall One Coffee Cup (a Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

Chapter 6

“Maddie what did you say to him?”

 “I asked if he wanted to go out with you, but he said no."

 “Oh,” I sat there in disbelief. I really thought Hunter and I had hit it off. I really thought he liked me. Well, that’s okay. Just because he doesn’t like me doesn’t mean I can’t like him and his music. No sense in hating him.

We eventually all gathered into our places in the pit, which Maddie didn’t realize required standing.

“Christina, we have to stand? I can’t do this!”

We had missed the opening act because of Maddie and Lindsey’s cellphone service issue from earlier. So now, everyone was waiting for Hunter to take the stage. The anticipation builds up inside of me, as I want to see him again. Yet he surly doesn’t want to see me.

The guitar chords start to jam, and Hunter runs up on stage. All of the girls in the crowd start screaming of joy, and cry. Then, there’s my clan of girls I call friends, just filling up on twitter.

Hunter runs up a row in the crowd, high-fiving girls hands, and jumping all around. He comes over to the edge of the pit, where I’m standing. Instead of just high-fiving me, he takes my hand in his grasp, and holds in tightly.

“I’ll never forget you, even if I want to,” he whispers to me. But he was the one that said no to me right? I don’t know exactly what’s going on, but I’ll probably just forget about it. I’m still a fan.

*Hunter’s POV*

I didn’t want to let go of her hand. I didn’t want to let go of her. I didn’t want to forget her, even if she wanted to forget me. She didn’t love me, but I could still love her, couldn’t I? I just wanted to pull her up on the stage, pull her into a hug, and never let go. I wanted to tell her my true feelings, and for her to tell me the exact same thing. I wanted to kiss her, and hope she wouldn’t pull away too soon. But that wasn’t possible.

This show was going to be perfect to all my fans, but not to me. It wouldn’t go the way I planned, because I would think about Shayna the whole time. The thoughts of her would drift through my mind, until I would eventually realize that she didn’t like me.

My mind had drifted, and so had my feet. When I had been day-dreaming, I was in the pit, but now I had somehow traveled onto the stage. So I did what I would typically do.

“What’s up Los Angeles?” I shout.

Their response is usual, the fangirling screams, but the one girl in the pit is exceptionally loud. As I predicted, it’s Shayna. And those girls that came with her are just one their phones. Should I call out on them? Yeah.

“If you’re on your phones and just playing instead of watching the concert, I think you should put those phones down. Yeah, I’m talking to you girls in the pit.”

Their faces turn bright red, even in the dark of the arena. That should put that to a stop.

 “So I met some pretty amazing people today. And to add on to this wonderful day, it’s almost summer break for you guys in the Los Angeles area!” There’s a lot of energetic shouts to that.

“So this song is the first one on my self-titled album. It may not be about summer, but it’s super upbeat. So I’m gonna start with Storm Warning!”

*Shayna’s POV*
 The band starts to jam out, until it gets a bit more laid back, and then Hunter starts singing.

The song is about a wild girl, and Hunter looks at me the whole entire time. When it gets to the part that says, “One part angel one part perfect one part brick,” he comes up to me, grabs my hand in his, looks me dead in the eye, flashes a smile, and sings it not to the audience, but it seems like he’s singing it to me. The crowd seems to know what we know, but the difference is they forget about it. Because I never will forget this moment, or the love of my life Hunter Hayes.