stomach. I got up to go to the bathroom when something started to come up in my throat. Oh no. I ran to the bathroom, which hurt like crap because of my sore back, and threw my guts up. It was hard to keep my long hair back, but then I felt it lift off of my shoulders. When I was done, I looked up with tears in my eyes to see who was behind me. It was Hayes. I just started bawling my eyes out, quietly of course, while he shushed me and told me everything would be okay.
âWhatâs wrong, Auttie?â Hayes asked. I knew I shouldnât be crying, but itâs hard.
âI donât want you to see me like this, Hayes. I donât want anyone to see me like this. I just want people to think Iâm happy, even though Iâm not. I donât want your pity or for you to stress over me. I want you to live your lives and be free, without me holding you back. I made you stay here for three weeks when I was in a coma, and yâall were suffering!â I said.
âWhat do you mean? You did not make me stay, I chose to stay. Why didnât you tell me? You know you can trust me with anything, including something that big,â he said, tears filling his big blue eyes.
Autumn
âI-I just donât want to put more stress on everyone when theyâve already had enough,â I stuttered.
âAutumn, donât ever say that,â he said harshly. I started to cry again and hung my head down in shame.
His voice softened. âAut, I didnât mean for that to come out so harsh. Iâm sorry.â
âI just donât want you to be stressed. I want you to live your life and not have to put up with annoying little me. You deserve way better . . .â I bawled. I didnât want to lose him, but I wanted what was best for him.
âAutumn Nicole Brown, I would never, ever leave you in a million years. Ever ! And you are not annoying. Youâre the funniest, kindest, beautifulest person in the world! Youâre even better than Ariana Grande. Also, youâre the one who deserves better, I mean youâre per-fect ! I love you and would never leave you, ever,â he repeated, then pulled me into his arms for a hug.
I blushed and decided to mess with him. âIs âbeautifulestâ a real word?â I said with a smirk.
âShut up. I donât know! I was trying to be sentimental, babe.â He pushed at my shoulder to emphasize trying .
âAnd you succeeded.â I went to kiss his cheek, but at the last second he turned his head and so I kissed his lips instead.
I pulled away after a couple of seconds. âEw, Hayes, I just threw up, and youâre kissing me before I brush my teeth?â I said in disgust. âWhy not wait till after?â
âYouâre worth it, babe,â he said. I blushed and kissed his cheek.
I stood up then and started to brush my teeth, then realized I was falling to the floor. I shut my eyes tightly and waited for the impact of the hard tile, but it never came.
Instead, I felt arms wrap around me. I opened my eyes slowly and saw Hayes above me.
âThanks, babe,â I said, and tried standing up, but I felt a little dizzy and grabbed Hayesâs arm while trying to clear my head.
âHere, let me help,â he said, holding me up while I brushed my teeth. He was standing behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist, making funny faces. I was laughing so hard, I almost spit my toothpaste all over the mirror.
âHayes, stop unless you want toothpaste all over you!â I warned him, still laughing.
âIâm not that funny,â he said. I turned around in his arms in shock.
âHayes Benjamin Grier, you are the funniest person Iâve ever met,â I said in all seriousness. I knew he thought Nash and all the other guys were funnier than he was, but they arenât.
âYouâre just saying that âcause Iâm your boyfriend. You know Nash and the guys are funnier
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