Love Makes Me (Hunter Hayes fanfic) *Currently Editing*

Chapter 45

*Pic of Devin :b*

Lexi's POV:

"How'd you like it?" Hunter asks as he walks into the room after the show. He instantly notices the cold temperature & covers his arms in an attempt to maintain body heat. "& why's it so cold in here?"

"Great show, & it's cold because the wind blew the window open & it wouldn't shut."

"You should have gotten somebody to help," he frowns as he helps me off the couch.

"Shoulda woulda coulda didn't," I smirk as he rolls his eyes.

"Come on, let's get to the bus so we can get you some nice hot coco." I smile as I hobble along behind him. But as we near the door, I find myself looking back towards the open window.

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The wind is still crazy when we walk out into the night. It makes me stumble, but Hunter catches me & gets me back on my feet.

Paranoia haunts me as my eyes wander the area, looking for anything suspicious. Deciding that I need to relax, I bring my attention to Hunter & Devin. Matt, Sam, & Steve are still inside, talking with people.

"So Lexi," Devin begins, turning to look at me beside Hunter. "Did you always like Hunter, or did you go out with other guys?" I raise an eyebrow at his random question, noticing Hunter's mouth turn into a straight line.

"Always liked Hunter, but I did go out with a few other guys," I answer honestly. Memories of those guys run through my mind, although the memories aren't anywhere near as good as the one's I've had with Hunter. Eric's face pops into my head & I silently groan. I did really like him, but too bad he became a jerkhole.

[FLASHBACK]

I smile as I plop a grape into Eric's mouth. Currently, we're sitting on his living room couch, him lying down with his head on my lap. My fingers brush his slightly wavy blonde hair out of his eyes, & I can't help but admire how nice his brown eyes are.

"Don't choke now," I warn him, not wanting my boyfriend to go off dying on me. We've been together for about 4 months now, & I already really like him. We like a lot of the same things, & he's super sweet & funny. Maybe I'll finally stop liking my best friend.

"I won't, I won't," he says dismissivly. "Hey, do you got a partner for that english project yet?"

"Uh, yeah. I'm partners with Hunter." I feel him stiffen, & my eyebrows furrow together in confusion.

"Can't you switch?" He asks, looking up into my eyes.

"I already promised him..." He sits up suddenly, then turns to face me. The serious expression on his face gets my stomach in knots.

"I would be more comfortable if you didn't hang out with him so much anymore." My heart drops as my expression turns into one filled with shock, confusion, hurt, but mostly anger.

"Excuse me?"

"It just feels like you'd rather be with him then me."

"We're just friends, Eric."

"So then it shouldn't be a big deal to drop him if y'all are just friends." My blood boils as I stand up from my spot. Suddenly, I feel his rough hand grab my forearm. Intentional or not, I feel his nails dig into me. "Wait just one minute," he demands, but I yank my arm away. He stands up & glowers down at me, an unfamilar coldness in his eyes that would send a shiver down my spine if I wasn't so angry.

"No, you wait one minute. You don't tell me who I can or can't be friends with."

"I'm your boyfriend, you have to listen to me." He glares at me, & I notice a vein pop out in his forehead.

"Then you ain't my boyfriend no more, simple as that!" I shout before marching away. Once again he grabs me by the arm, but pulls me back.

"Don't just walk away from me," he growls darkly. I narrow my eyes. These past few months with him he's been nothing but the sweetest guy, so seeing him like this is scary. But I guess you learn people's true colors at the random times.

"We're done, I can do what I want." I hiss before marching away. This time, I get away.

[END FLASHBACK]

"Hey," Hunter's voice breaks my thoughts. "You never did tell me what happened between you & that one guy you were with... uh what's his name.." Don't say it. Don't say it. Don't say it. "Uh.. Eric!"

"Ohhh... Eric...?" I ask, playing dumb. Devin looks between us, looking interested.

"Yeah, you dated him in senior year. You seemed to really like him then one day bam! You guys break up. You wouldn't tell me why."

"Oh, it's not really important. We just got in this stupid little fight, no biggie." No need to upset him over something small, right?

"My curiousity... it burns..." he whines, pouting his bottm lip a little. I bite my lip, not knowing if the truth would upset him or not.

"He thought that I should stop hanging out with you.." Hunter stops walking, turning so that he's staring at me. Devin & I both stop as well, just a couple of feet in front of him.

"Damn, this Eric sounds like an ass," Devin says quietly, looking between us.

"He really tried breaking our friendship up?" Hunter asks through gritted teeth. I walk towards him, taking his hand in mine.

"Yeah but what's done is done."

"You chose me," he smiles, looking towards the ground bashfully for a brief moment.

"Duh," I playfully smack his arm. "Even as just a friend you were still a much better man than him."

"& besides, if he didn't want you guys to be friends then he must have saw a spark between you both. He was just intimidated," Devin points out. I tilt my head to the side. I never thought of it like that before. I figured he thought that I like Hunter, never that he thought we both like each other.

"Well then." We continue to walk towards the bus, & I swipe some of my black hair out of my face. Yeah, I'm still wearing my disguise just in case. Although they may figure out it's me by the crutches, Hunter wanted to play it safe still.

When we get to the tour bus, we all look in shock at the note taped to the door. In magazine cut letters, it's obvious that the stalkers have found me.

'Roses are red, violets are blue, better find a better hiding place because we've found you. Tulips are pink, sunflowers are yellow, last warning go back to another fellow.'

I stare at it, unable to let air through my dry throat. Hunter tears the paper off of the door angerly, & to all of our surprize a picture falls off from behind. Devin picks it up & inspects it, eyes wide before he shows it to us.

It's a picture of a frustrated me trying to close the window. It was taken way too close for my liking, & on the back of the picture it has writing.

'Hot new look, can't wait to get you alone'. My hands tremble as I bring my eyes up to meet Hunter's. You would not want to see how pissed he looks right now.

"Let's get inside," he says with a shaky voice.