A/N- Hey guys, I'm gonna apologize ahead of time for the short chapters I'm writing, there are just specific things I have to put in POVs, 'cause i have specific things just mapped out, so I have to cut the other one short, I know it could probably bug some of y'all, and I'm seriously sorry, but that just the way it happens, hope you don't hate me for something as stupid ads that, and plus, shit's winding down now since it's coming close to the end, happy reading!
Hayley's POV
As soon as Ross closed the door I crawled over to the other side of the landing and looked at him and whatever dude this was outside. His friend looked up into the window and saw me there. I just sat there, paralyzed... this guy was about 6'3", had shaggy jet black hair, big, toned muscular arms, and had on a tight red shirt, black converse, and blue jeans. His vision zeroed in on me and I suddenly was frozen in fear. Something about him seemed familiar and all too frightening. I saw 'who's that?' cross is lips and Ross turned and looked up at me and smiled sweetly, as if trying to reassure me that everything was going to be fine. "Hayley, Hayley Lavehart" he answered, his gaze not moving from me. The man's voice flicked straight to Ross. He said something and Ross looked back at him and stepped in front of him, as if to say, 'You're not going in there, forget it'. S***, I thought, what did I do this time?