MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST… KKK. 

“Hayden!” Andy yelled from downstairs and directly kicked Hayden's bedroom door open.

Hayden jolted up from sleep, he looked at his surroundings and he sighed in ultimate relief when he discovered that it wasn't real, it was a dream. Yeah, it was a f*******g nightmare. It's all thanks to Andy that he woke up. Yeah, Andy.

Hayden's eyes darkened in anger, it was time to settle Andy's last night's score for ditching him and leaving him at the hand of a certain pervert jerk that's the cause of his nightmare.

“You!” Andy was actually annoyed. The person he was worrying about has actually been back and has been sleeping peacefully, while he can't sleep all night and kept thinking of him.

To even think that Hayden switched off his phone when he(A) was worried about him(H) while he(A) thought it was that pompous bastard(Z) who stole Hayden away that switched off Hayden's phone.

To even think he (A) lost his cool and even spent all night and morning saying offensive words at the man (Z).