---Song in the video is Chasing Pavements, by Adele. Oh, and I wanted to wish everyone a late happy 4th :)
-LAST NIGHT, what Haley did, where she went, and yeah-
Haley ran up to his apartment door, tapping on it helplessly as she let her hot tears pour out of her golden brown eyes.
"Damnit! Open-open up!" she whisper-yelled through her broken voice.
After about a minute, there was the sound of the door unlocking-and within a second, he was there, towering above her and staring at her in awe.
"Fi-nally," she gasped in between, trying to wipe away the wetness in her eyes.
He blinked. Twice.
"What are you doing here? At MY door? At 1 A.M.?" his golden blonde hair hung over his surprised eyes as his mouth hung open.
"Blake, c-can I stay here tonight? Be-because, um, my brother-"
"Ryan?"
"Yeah. He-he was," Haley paused. She didn't have the strength to say his name yet.
"He was killed," she said quietly.
"Oh. Um," he blinked again-was this really Haley that approached him?
"Sorry to hear that. And, uh, yeah-whatever, you can stay." he said, sounding careless. He left inside the dark area, Haley closely following behind him. Tossing a ruffled blanked over the couch, he stared at her one more time and nodded.
"Night."
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Haley tried her best to get settled on the couch, though she stayed awake. It was already awkward enough to be in her old ex's apartment alone.
She got up, dimming the kitchen light as low as possible. Curiously, she opened his tiny refrigerator.
Beer. Six packs, and eight packs-
too many boxes to count.
Her mind suddenly flashed back to Ryan's memory, his smiling face looking at her. His happy features, the calmness of his personality, his warm voice...
Haley flashed back to reality, staring down at the too-many drinks, and grabbed one instantly.
As she chugged it down, the feeling of it's coldness running down her throat calmed her a bit. It made her feel...numb, unreal, like there were no problems in life. Like she could drink the feelings away...
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"Haley? Haaaa-leeeey?" Blake's voice hummed over her.
She fluttered open her eyes. Her head hurt, and her mouth tasted horrible.
"Oh, um-hi." Haley said in a dull tone. She looked at her surroundings.
There were, like, six or maybe even seven beer bottles scattered around the couch she was on.
"Yep, those were yours." Blake flipped his hair too the side, even though it fell back into it's place.
She nodded, trying to remember-but nothing came to mind. Standing up, she looked up at him, squinting her eyes.
"Really? I...had all of them?"
Blake nodded.
There was silence between them. Haley was still bewildered.
"Ah, memories on this couch," his devious grin stared down at her. It took her a moment to realize what he was talking about.
"Shut up, that was nothing! Forget about it. God, your so-"
"It was nothing? You lost your virginity to me," his grin seemed wider this time.
"Look, the couch still has that stain you left when-"
"Stop! Jesus,"
"And the moaning-oh, that was the best part. 'Ehh, Blake, not so hard!'" he mimicked.
"Just, knock it off! That's really the last thing on my mind right now, okay?" her headache was pounding, throbbing in her scattered thoughts.
"I have to go," she slipped on her shoes, and headed for the door. As she was about to leave, Haley looked back-finding that her face was right at Blake's chest.
"Well, thanks. Um, bye, Blake."
"No problem." his gaze reached hers for a short moment.
Haley shook her head, making her way out the door.
"Come back for more drinks later, eh?" he called after her.
~ Yep. That was chapter 26.
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Moffatts - Just Knockby casey99616,484 views
please make the next one!!!
xXxJonasIsMyLifexXxx 3 years ago