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hauntingly beautiful

Chapter 32

Hayden's Point of View
The sweet vanilla ice cream that rolled on the tip of my tongue was now starting to taste bitter.
Why wasn't Hunter looking at me when he asked that question?
He didn't find someone to replace me, did he?
"No, actually. I'm not." I truthfully said, my voice sounded cold and hoarse. "Are you?"
Hunter looked at me with shock, yet I could sense that he was pleased through the sparkly glint in his tropical blue eyes.
Oh, how I missed those bright blue orbs.
"I'm not, either." he said, trying to hide back his excitement.
My stomach began to feel jittery, as I poked the slush of melted ice cream in my cup.
"Hah, I guess that's-"
Before I got to finish, Hunter was already up, and pulling on my arm.
He dragged out of the ice cream parlor, lacing his fingers through mine.
I blushed, as our warm skin connected.
"Hunter, where are you taking me?" I panted, as Hunter began to run full speed.
It was hard for me to keep up, since he was an athelete.
He didn't reply to me, but I got my answer when my feet started to sink into pools of sand.
We kicked the cold sand behind us, as Hunter pulled us further down the beach.
Was he going to throw me-
Suddenly, I felt freezing cold water rising above my knees, soaking my dress completely.
"H-Hunter!" I said, jaw clencing up and down from my endless shivering.
He laughed, as he inched closer to me.
In the icy water, he wrapped his arms around my waist, taking me by surprise.
His warm body heat warmed me up, and soon, the cold water had no effect on me.
"Are you insane?" I asked, out faces nearly centimeters apart.
It kind of reminded me of the first time we kissed.
I was just as nervous as I was now, and our faces were so close, it was intimidating.
"God, I missed you so much." he whispered, brushing my dampened hair away from my face.
My back arched from his touch, as a small smirk appeared across his lips.
The moon lit up his features, making his skin look ivory pale, and his eyes look so intense.
I was speechless.
I wanted to tell him how much he meant to me, but words couldn't describe it.
"A year without kissing you... I can't take it any longer." he muttered.
I wanted him as much as he wanted me, even more.
I wanted to feel the sensation of his lips on mine, morphing in sync.
And that's exactly what I felt when he pressed his soft lips upon mine.
His lips were sweet from the ice cream we just devoured, but still minty from his freshly brushed teeth.
I leaned my body further into his, wrapping my arms around his neck, while he had his firmly on my waist.
I felt a tingling sensation on our lips.
I knew it wasn't sparks; it was so much more than that.
We pulled away, as I felt my lip quiver.
"You do realize that we're both going to be sick after this?" he chuckled, pressing his forehead against mine.
I laughed softly, closing my eyes, taking in the moment. "I know, but I really don't care."
"I love you, Hayden." he suddenly said.
My body went numb from excitement, as my heart pounded against my chest.
There was only one thing left for me to say.
"I love you too, Hunter."

The End.
I might be starting a new story sometime next week.
There won't be a sequel to this, just because I feel as if there's nothing more to write about.
Hope you liked it :) Thanks my lovely followers for reading! ♥
 

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hauntingly beautiful

Chapter 31

Hunter's Point of View
"...oh, Hayden!" Joey finished.
I felt myself stop breathing, as my eyes slowly dragged over to where she was.
She avoided eye contact with me, as she bit down on her lip.
I remember that Hayden used to bite on her lower lip everytime she was nervous.
"Damn!" Joey whistled, eyeing Hayden up and down. "You became hot!"
I glared at Joey, as Hayden gave him a weak smile.
"So, listen, Hunter, if you don't want Hayden anymore, I'll be glad to take her." Joey smirked, placing his cold hands on her thighs.
I saw Hayden flinch at his touch, as I immediately took action.
I peeled his hands off her, pushing him away gently.
"Go find someone else." I told him.
Joey chuckled, sounding like a drunk idiot.
He walked off to another girl who was wearing a bikini with large rinestones.
I took in a deep breath, turning my attention back to Hayden.
She was staring down, twisting the ends of her brown locks.
I couldn't believe I didn't recognize her.
She changed over the past year.
She became so much more beautiful and confident.
"Hayden." I whispered.
Her big, hazel eyes stared up at me, as she gave me a half smile. "Hi, Hunter."
I chuckled, scratching the back of my neck. "You're back."
She laughed along with me, as her eyes twinkled even in the dim lighting. "I guess I am."
I licked my lips. "What are you doing here?"
She smiled, rolling her eyes playfully. "Why, you don't want me here?"
During her time away, she definetely became less shy and more outgoing.
I liked her this way, carefee and relaxed.
I knew she probably was still hurt from her dark past, but I could tell by her smile that she was moving on from it.
"Of course I do." I said.
"In that case, I'm here to see you graduate." she explained.
I raised an eyebrow. "You came all the way from California just to see me?"
She smiled. "And Ruth, of course."
I smiled, and took a long minute just to study her for a minute.
I missed her so much, and it was surreal that she was standing just a short foot away from me.
Gosh, she became so beautiful.
"Do you want to leave? I know parties were never your thing." I suggested.
She smiled, glad that I remembered so much about her. "If you don't mind, I'd love to go get some ice cream."
I grinned, lacing her fingers through mine. "I'm fine with that."
~*~*~
"Why do you keep staring at me like that? Do I have ice cream on my face?" Hayden asked, wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
I shook my head, unable to keep myself from smiling at her like an idiot.
"I'm just really glad you're back." I paused. "How have you been this past year?"
Her smiled faded a bit, as her put her spoon down.
"After I moved, I started to see my guidence counselor at my new school. She helped me out, a lot." she said, twirling her half melted ice cream.
"That's good. I could tell that you've changed." I nodded.
She smiled again, and it felt as if the whole room lighted up. "Thanks."
I licked my lips, waiting for the question to roll out my tongue.
"So... are you seeing someone?" I asked, not daring to look at her.

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Chapter 28

"That's her, that's the psycho's daughter!" a guy pointed.
I walked down the halls as everyone stopped to stare and point at me.
I've never recieved so much attention before.
But, then again, I've never felt so left out and outcasted.
"Don't touch her! You might become crazy!" a girl snickered, stepping out of the way as I barely brushed by her shoulder.
I gulped, trying to ignore all of the hurtful comments as everyone laughed.
I was thankful, though, that some people looked sympathetic.
I knew they would never talk to me in front of everyone, though.
They knew that talking to me was like commiting social suicide.
I stopped by my locker, as I began to dump all of my contents out in a duffel bag.
After a moment of cleaning out my locker, I felt someone leaning agaisnt the locker beside mine.
I peeked my head from my locker door, as Hunter grinned back at me.
I blushed, as I hid back a barely visible smile.
"Good morning." he cheerily said.
I nodded back in response, as I stuffed a few notebooks in my bag.
"Why are you cleaning out your locker? As far as I know, we have four months of school left." he joked.
I laughed bitterly, as my own voice got choked up in my throat.
Hunter's cheeky grin suddenly faded, being replaced by a deep frown.
"All jokes aside, Hayden. Why are you clearing out your locker?"
I sighed, as I paused my movements.
I turned to face him bravely, trying my best not to let my eyes prickle with tears.
"Ruth's sending me to private school." I bluntly said.
Hunter ran a hand through his messy dark hair.
"Is this because of the pathetic crap Maddi pulled?" he asked, his voice low and full of anger.
I nodded, as I drummed my fingers agaisnt the metal of the locker door.
"That's fine, right? We can always meet up during weekends!" Hunter smiled weakly.
To my surprise, he took my hands.
He interwined our fingers, latching them together tightly.
I felt my feet staggering forwards a few steps, as my body came crashing towards his.
Immediately, people stopped walking in the halls to stare.
A blush crept up my neck.
"Hunter, people are staring." I whispered.
He didn't seem fazed, though.
His eyes were focused on mine, blazing with determination.
"We can meet up during the weekends, right?" he repeated.
How was I going to tell him that I was moving to California?
I held in my breath.
"I don't think either of us would want to pay for an expensive plane ticket every week." I muttered.
His grip tightened around my wrists, as I flinched.
"A plane ticket?" he paused. "Where is this private school?"
I tore my gaze away from his, unable to look at his hurt expression.
"California." I whispered.
Hunter's eyes closed shut.
When he opened back up his eyes, he cleared his throat.
He pulled me close, pressing my head against his chest.
He began to plant small kisses on my hair, as I listened to his heart beat.
"That's so far away." he mumbled in my hair.
A tear fell out my eye, as it soaked against his shirt.
"I know, I'm so sorry. I couldn't do anything about it." I croaked.
He pulled away, looking at me in the eye with seriousness.
"But, we can make it work, right?" he asked.
I smiled shyly, as a tear rolled down my temple.
"We can try."

I'm not the girl who would be mad at my boyfriend for playing Black Ops.
I would be sitting there, saying;;
"KILL HIM. UGH. NO NO THERE. UGH WTF. YOU MISSED. ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU JUST DIED!"