You and Hayden were together for nearly 8 years, ever since you were 16. You were together through university and most of high school, he was your first love, first boyfriend, and your first everything. All you know is him.

You broke up a few months ago. He left because you two were starting to argue a lot and the relationship wasn't easy anymore, but you knew it was wrong to give up that easily. He was a famous actor, you helped him with his career ever since you were young, you were always supportive. But all his busy schedules took a toll on your relationship, so he left, but he still loved you so damn much. He thought about you every night, he couldn't even be with another girl after you. Everything reminded him of you. He was beating himself up about breaking up with you. He wanted to call you and try and rekindle.. But you moved on. He saw you got a boyfriend.

Dylan. Dylan was a nice, sweet, attractive guy. Even though he was kind of a dick sometimes and would lose his temper a lot.. you enjoyed dating him. Even though deep down, you never let your feelings for Hayden go. After 4 months of dating Dylan, you figured you moved on. One night you had a huge argument with him. it was over something small and stupid but escalated.. so much he started punching walls. That terrified you. Hayden would never do that. He was always sweet and caring and loving... God, did you miss him.

After the argument, your boyfriend stormed out, you wanted to leave the house, go anywhere, you couldn't be alone. All of a sudden you find yourself driving to Hayden's house... the one person who understood you better than anyone.. You drove, crying and panting, trying not to have a panic attack.

You get to his mansion. You knock on the door, trying to take deep breaths, to try and not show how much you were crying. He opened the door, in pajama pants and a shirt, it was around 11pm after all, he was probably getting ready to sleep.

He sees you and freezes.. In disbelief... almost.. Hope.

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