"are these mine?" payton asked lifting out a box full of clothes
"what no" i replied
"you have so much" he laughed pulling his hoodies and tops out of the box
"wait" he mumbled
"you're wearing my hoodie now" he said
"what no i'm not" i replied
"okay sure" he laughed, i smiled and went back to sorting my clothes
"i'm glad i met you" he mumbled
"oh i'm not" i said
"you're such a bitch" he said
"okay?" i laughed, he rolled his eyes and pulled a box out
"so many scrunchies, why" he said
"we don't talk about her either" i mumbled pushing the box back into the space it was previously in
"no we talk about this one" he laughed pulling the box back out and picking up a light blue scrunchie
"do i look pwetty?" he asked tying his hair up and giving me a smile
"oh as pretty as they get" i laughed
"no that's all you" he replied
"why do you have so many?" he asked
"well uh me and aaliyah kinda went threw a phase" i mumbled
"don't say it" he said
"don't worry she went vsco i was depressed" i said
"edgy hayden?" he asked
"yes" i mumbled
"i would sell a organ to see that" he replied, i let out a laugh and carried on sorting
"i would sell a organ to see og magcon back together" i mumbled
"magcon?" he asked
"i'm sorry what?" i replied
"what's magcon?" he said
"oh no no no" i mumbled
"i've lost all like for you, we are no longer friends" i added
"ouch" he laughed
"magcon, stands for meet and great convention, it was like a bunch of vine boys on tour. shawn mendes, cameron dallas, jack & jack" i explained
"that was the best magcon" i mumbled
"the magcons after that well uh we don't talk about them" i said
"wait jacob, wasn't he part of it?" he asked
a/n: JACOB COMES UP IN EVERY STORY I WRITE AND I PROMISE YOU I AM SO SO SO SORRY ABOUT IT.
"sartouris? yes" i said
"oh yep" he nodded
"we don't talk about that either" i said
"we don't talk about a lot of things" he said
"we don't talk about me doing cheer or jacob sartorius, okay?" i laughed
"no i want to talk about you doing cheer" he nodded
"i done it for five years, now drop it" i said
"five years?" he asked, i rolled my eyes and walked over to a box filled with middle school pictures
"the first four years were for fun then it got competitive and i quit" i shrugged showing him pictures of me and olivia in cheer
"awwwwww look at you" he cooed
"you had braces and glasses" he chuckled
"i made it work though" i nodded
"if that's what you call it then yes, you made it work" he said
"ouch okay" i nodded
"need to get that ego down somehow hayden" he smirked, i rolled my eyes and put the photos away
"so you went polar opposites with aaliyah, cheer with olivia" he nodded
"track with jesse and me and sophia used to do dates every thursday and monday" i smiled
"oh that explains a lot" he laughed