The next morning, I find Dean on the hockey field practicing his shots. I take a seat on a bench and wait for him. He seems to be deep in thought about something. It's not like him to miss five times in a row, at such close range too.
He crouches, his hockey stick in his hands. I stand up, ready to approach him. As I'm about to take one step, Madison comes running in his direction. I stop in my tracks, my chest grows heavy and tight.
Dean gets up to hug her. I shake my head and walk back to my room.
Dean's P.O.V.
I sigh as I get up to give Madison a hug. I look to my side and spot Hailee walking away from the field. I'm sure it's her. How long was she here? I fight running after her, I'm still sceptical about a conversation. I don't know what to say, especially now that Madison's in my arms.
Madison squeals as she hugs me. "I've kind of missed you, you know?" She breaks the hug. I give her a brief smile. She frowns. "Ar
Hailee's P.O.V.I walk back into the room and smile at Gale. He's sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands intertwined. He sighs. "So, are you back together?"I shake my head. "No, we're not." Gale presses his lips together before parting them, not saying anything. I look at him as his gaze falls to the floor. "But, do you think you'll get back together?" He asks.I shrug. "I mean, maybe, maybe not. I still love him. It makes things a little harder when it comes to letting him go." Gale keeps his eyes on the ground. "Why are you asking me this?" I get closer to him. His eyes follow my feet as I close in on him. I pause. "It doesn't really matter." He says in a whisper. "Gale, no. Talk to me, what's wrong? Is it because I tied my hair?" I try to joke. He doesn't smile nor laugh. I've never seen him like this. It's kind of saddening to see him like this. "Does it have to do with Dean?" I softly ask even though I know it is.He shuts his eyes and clenches his jaw. His adam's apple be
I softly knock on Hailee's door. Music is playing from the inside just loud enough--sad music. I knock again a bit louder than the first time. The door finally clicks open.I hold my breath from anxiousness, but I'm met by a face I didn't want to see come to the door. "Hey, what are you doing here?" He asks me.I clench my jaw. "I need to speak to Hailee."Gale shakes his head. "Sorry man. Doesn't seem like she wants to speak to you yet."I place a hand on my hip and the other combs through my hair. "Why are you here, man?"He lifts an eyebrow. "What's it to you?" He steps out, closing the door behind him."Look, Gale. I know Hailee and I aren't necessarily together right now, but kid, I'm telling you right now that I don't want you around her." I nearly spit.Gale chuckles. "Firstly, never call me a kid again, and it's a good thing that isn't your choice to make. Right now."We stare into each oth
The next morning, I find Dean on the hockey field practicing his shots. I take a seat on a bench and wait for him. He seems to be deep in thought about something. It's not like him to miss five times in a row, at such close range too.He crouches, his hockey stick in his hands. I stand up, ready to approach him. As I'm about to take one step, Madison comes running in his direction. I stop in my tracks, my chest grows heavy and tight.Dean gets up to hug her. I shake my head and walk back to my room.Dean's P.O.V.I sigh as I get up to give Madison a hug. I look to my side and spot Hailee walking away from the field. I'm sure it's her. How long was she here? I fight running after her, I'm still sceptical about a conversation. I don't know what to say, especially now that Madison's in my arms.Madison squeals as she hugs me. "I've kind of missed you, you know?" She breaks the hug. I give her a brief smile. She frowns. "Ar
After an episode of drama and tears, Gale and I go out to get some ice cream. Sunglasses are covering my eyes to cover how swollen they are. We both take a seat on a bench. "You're going to make me fat." He says with a mouthful of ice cream. I giggle. "It's your choice to join me."He shakes his head. "Wouldn't be quite polite to let you eat on your own." I smile. "Especially at a time like this." He adds. He's not wrong there."It is a beautiful day though, isn't it?" He nods. "Yeah, besides the fact that I've missed three classes already." We both chuckle. I had even forgotten that there were classes to attend."Well, I wouldn't want you to miss the last few that you have." He shakes his head. "I'd miss anything to make sure that you're doing okay." I smile at him. "That's so nice of you." He moves strands of my hair from my face, brushing them against my ear."So, how about a movie later?" He asks. "Not a bad idea. What should we watch?"He shrugs. "Ladies choice." My smile
I'm woken up by the ringtone of my phone. I groan as I stare at the screen with Gale's name displayed on it. I place it upside down on my bedside table. I flip onto my back, noticing that my shoes are still on. I sigh, my eyes feeling heavy and swollen. Dean definitely kicked the bucket this time. How could he do such a thing? All that trust thrown out just like that. I place my hands on my face as my chest pains and tears start to roll down my cheeks. My phone rings again. I ignore it and lightly start sobbing. I can't find any solid reason for why he would run to Madison. Yes, I have problems with Madison, but it wouldn't feel any better even if it was anyone else-he could've picked anyone else though. I'm making my own assumptions constantly about why he really asked for a break. Everything is just so frustrating and confusing.A knock sounds at my door. I suck in my breath so my cries aren't heard on the other side of the door. It sounds again and again. "Go away!" I shout."Hai
The sun is finally setting and campus looks almost empty as everyone is gone to prepare for the next week of doom. Except me. I'm outside by the school fountain staring at the sky. I don't know what I'm looking for or waiting on. My phone suddenly rings. It's my mom. "Hey Mom.""Hailee, how are you?" She asks, concern covering her voice. "Uhm, I'm fine, Mom. Are you?" She sighs. "I heard about the break up." I close my eyes. "Oh." I don't want to ask her who told her because for all I know, it could have been Dean himself. "I didn't tell Halsey. Figured she already knows." Mom says. "No, Mom. She doesn't know about it. I'd like it to stay that way for a while." I tell. The line stays quiet. "Just make sure you don't wait too long and give someone else a chance to tell her." Mom warns. I nod. She's right. Halsey wouldn't like that. After going on and on about almost everything, we finally say our goodbyes. I make my way back up to my room. I walk in and find a small not