18 Years (Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

18 Years (Hunter Hayes Fanfic)

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"Will you be my bestest friend forever?" I asked my new friend, Hunter. "Well duh!" He said, laughing. "Of course I will!" "Pinky promise?" I asked, uncertain. He nodded and held out his pinky, which I quickly took in mine. That was the start of the greatest friendship I could ever have. But could that all be thrown away from one decision? Eighteen years is a long time, but is it long enough to save a breaking friendship? (Based in the song '18 Years' by Daughtery)
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"Please, don't hurt me" I say, my voice just above a whisper. "If you hurt me, I won't be able to trust anyone again" "My little Devil" he says, cupping my cheeks. "I would rather kill myself than to hurt you" "Pinky promise?" I say, giving him my pinky finger. He wraps his pinky finger around mine, his touch sending shivers down my spine, like always. "Pinky promise." He smiles, that smile alone can make me wet and happy at the same time. His thumb brushes against my cheek, his touch softer than I ever expected from someone like him. "You don't believe me, do you?" he murmurs, tilting his head. I swallow hard, trying to ignore the way my heart is hammering in my chest. No, I don't. Because people like you always leave. But I can't say that. Not when he's looking at me like this. Instead, I whisper, "I want to." His grip tightens around my pinky, just slightly. "Then let me prove it to you." His faces inches closer, I can feel his breath on my lips. "What are you-" he cuts me off "Shh" he says, putting his index finger on my lips. "I am proving it to you" Just as his lips were about to touch mine. Amara enters the room. "Oh my fucking god, did I just witnessed my bestfriend almost getting kissed by my brother!?!? Oh lord, I am gonna passout" Once a drama queen, always a drama queen. Give this story a chance and I hope that I don't disappoint you 🌹✨

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