Saving Zan | Chapter II
The guy offers to take my bike back to my car for me but I refuse. I don’t trust anyone with it. It had taken me 4 years to compile the money just to purchase it. I needed a newer, more advanced bike. Probably a 450, 4 stoke. I had never ridden one but I was itching to try one.
Of course I couldn’t afford it though. Sure, I worked a steady job, but the pay wasn’t very much and what I was being paid was put straight into my house, car, gas, food, and my track membership.
I lock my bike up outside of the tracks’ food court. Spinning the numbers out of their order and tugging on the chain to make sure it truly was secure.
The guy kept running a hand through his dark hair. It must have been some kind of nervous habit.
“Food’s on me,” he says with a tone of voice that leaves me no room to argue. Plus it would be nice to not have to worry about lunch fitting into my budget. He pushes open the door to ‘Great Steak’. The black lab trots in behind us, still sniffing at my hand.
“You haven’t introduced yourself. Or your danger seeking dog.”
The guy grins, a beautiful grin that makes my insides swirl, and nods at the menu.
“Great Steak Cheesesteak.” I say absentmindedly reaching down to pet the lab. His tongue lolls out of his mouth and he leans into my touch.
The dog. Not the male.
He orders the same thing as me, with all the toppings.
When the food is ready he picks up a tray and places our food on it. He hands me the ice pack and I lean down to place it on my knee as we walk to a table.
“Name.” I prompt.
He laughs and the sound makes me smile. He places our tray down on the table, a table that overlooks the track.
“I guess I’ve made you wait long enough!” He jokes and grins a boyish grin that made me laugh.
“Out with it sir!”
“Hayes Grier,” he finally relents, “This is my dog Zan, we’ve both ridden here for... quite a while. Like I said, Zan doesn’t normally run out onto the track. Well, he never does actually. Again, I’m so sorry about the way things turned out.”
“It’s okay,” I tell Hayes, “I’ve fallen before.”
“And for being sexist.”
I shrug and pop a fry into my mouth, “I’m used to it.”
He watches me intensely as he says, “You shouldn’t have to be.”
I can’t keep my eyes off his face. His dark hair was cropped into a medium length hair style, his eyes a startling blue that didn’t even seem real. Brighter than I had ever seen and so entrancing. His skin is tan, proof that he’s spent most of the year outside. His skin was mostly flawless except for a few pimples but who didnt have acne? It made him human, normal.
He wasn’t buff by any means but his body was the kind that drew you in and made you want to touch him. He was lean with slight definition but not enough to be off putting.
His nose was perfect for his face, his nostrils flaring ever so slightly. His lips were full and pink and his jawline. Oh his jawline. So perfect that I had the urge to trace my finger over it.
“It still wasn’t right.” Hayes says, snapping me out of my trance and I shake my head to play it off as me not staring at him. “I mean, obviously I didn’t know but... I should have.”
I hold out a hand, indicating for him to stop. “It’s fine Hayes, really.” I couldn’t help but love the way his name rolls off my tongue, so fitting for him.
He grins and if I wasn’t so captivated by him I woudn’t be thinking that his cheeks had deepened a shade.
“How’s your knee?” Concern laces his voice and is evident in his brilliant blue eyes.
“Good enough to get back out there after this!” I say grinning, ignoring the dull throb that I prayed would go away.
Hayes laughs again, I won’t ever get tired of hearing it. “I’ve got my bike in my trunk, I’ll join you.”
“Perfect!” I reply and toss a fry into my mouth.
“So I couldn’t help noticing your bike. You seem a little too advanced for it.”
“It’s fine.” I snap, getting defensive quickly.
Hayes stares at me inquisitively for a few seconds and then nods. “You saved up for a long time to get that bike, I get that. But I’ve got a 4 stoke if you want to try it. Get a feel?”
I feel myself nodding, the irritation at the question fading away. “That would be great but what? You’re gonna ride mine?”
Hayes rubs the back of his neck nervously and chews on his perfect lip. “Don;t think I’m spoiled or anything I-I just have... two.”
“Bikes?” I ask, the surprise evident in my voice.
Hayes nods sheepishly and I whistle, letting my mind drift to how it would feel to have enough money for my life and the extra cash to own a second dirt bike.
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Half an hour later, after Hayes and I had finished our food, I was standing at his truck. Hayes was wheeling his bikes down the ramp from his truck. One was a Yamaha and the other was a Kawasaki.
“You’re pick.” He says, waving his hand at the two beautiful bikes.
I give them both a look over and then say, “Yamaha.” Hopefully since I had a Yamaha they would have some similarities.
Hayes grins and wheels it over to me. “It’s full.”
I nod in acknowledgement, pulling my helmet over my head for the second time today. Hayes ties Zan to my own bike that was locked around a metal post next to Hayes’ truck. I had been two lazy to hoist it into the back of my own truck.
Hayes quickly tosses on the gear that he had previously rid himself of, he looks stunning, somehow he seems to stand out of the many other riders I often saw around the track.
We both start our bikes and ride onto the track.
Hayes is a great rider, if I didn’t have an ego of my own I would admit that he was almost better than me. Though I did so I’ll say that he was almost as good as me.
We alternated between who was in the lead. I found myself showing off for him a little bit, being extra dramatic in my jumps, adding a little Charli flourish here and there. I’d like to think that he was doing the same, though I had no example of his riding before today.
By the time we’re done the sun is setting and the track is about to close. We had lost track of time, I had been lost in the pretense of the blue eyed raven haired boy who’s dog I had almost run over.
I laugh as we reach his truck once again, “Today was fun, thanks so much Hayes.”
Hayes had been a gentleman and had refused to let me wheel his bike back up into the bed of his truck and had even wheeled mine up into my truck as well.
The track’s floodlights click on just as I begin to tug off my helmet, and I unclip and take off my boots. I tug my riding pants down my legs, thankful to be wearing my Nike Pros underneath. Even though it was practically night it was still ridiculously hot.
I feel Hayes’ eyes on me as I bend to undo my knee pads and then straighten and pull my jersey off. I toss the gear into my backseat, not caring too much about the mess as I could clean it later. I tug my hair out of it’s ponytail and shake it out, wincing as the wet hair touches my face. I was in desperate need of a shower.
I glance up to see Hayes’ frozen and flushed as he watches me.
“We should do this again.” I say, slightly flustered from his intense gaze.
He nods, running a hand through his sweat soaked hair, before yanking his eyes away from my torso. And then suddenly he’s stepped forward and pulled me into a hug, his arms around my shoulders.
I hesitate, shocked for a second but then wrap my arms around his waist, relishing in the feel of him.
“Most fun I’ve had in a long time. That was dope.” He then steps back and fishes something out of his pocket, his phone I realize. “Your number?”
I laugh, because for some reason I couldn’t stop around him, and enter the digits into his iPhone. I add a dirt bike and a black heart next to my name.
“Text me!” I call as I retreat into my truck and begin to pull away. I lean out of the window to wave goodbye to him and Zan, not missing the grin on his face as he waves back at me and Zan barks farewell.
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Different Kind of Love (Hayes Grier Imagine)
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Summary: Hayes falls for you, his best friend.
Being the best friend with someone of the opposite gender can be completely platonic. Right? Well, in most cases... yes. Not yours though.
Being best friends with the Grier brothers was a lot. But living next door to each other made it simple... until they became internet famous. Nash would go on tour with Magcon and Hayes would still be home so the two of you would hang out and spend time together, making you two closer than anything. Then Hayes left to go with Nash on tour, and you were alone but when they came back from being on tour, it was like nothing changed and you’d been together the whole time.
Since both Nash and Hayes are home right now, they invited you to hang out. You walk up to the door and knock on it, seeing Elizabeth in the kitchen. She waves for you to come in and once you step inside, she says, “How many times do I have to tell you that you don’t need to knock? You practically live here.”
You grin and say, “I don’t know.”
“Well, the boys are in the living room waiting for breakfast.”
“Okay, thank you.”
“No problem,” she says going back to cooking.
Stepping into the living room, you hear Nash say, “Hayes, we all know you love her, tell her already.”
Your heart drops when hearing this. He already loves someone else. Then, Hayes sighs, “Okay Nash, I’ll say it. I love Y/n.”
You look up at him with wide eyes to see his back to you and Nash looking over Hayes’ shoulder, at you, eyes wide and jaw dropped. Hayes apparently notices the change in Nash’s features and he turns around. Nash collects himself and says, “Okay then, well, I’m just gonna go...” then walks out of the room the way you came.
“You love me?” You ask in disbelief.
He reaches his hand up to awkwardly scratch the back of his neck. “Yeah... I do.”
“Probably a different kind of love though...” you mutter looking down and walking up to the guest room you usually use when you would spend the night.
A while later, you feel Hayes plop himself next to you on the bed. “What did you mean by ‘Probably a different kind of love’?”
“You probably don’t love me like I’m hoping you do...” you whisper.
“What?” You could picture him scrunching his eyebrows together questioningly.
“You probably don’t love me like I’m hoping you do,” you repeat louder.
“And how exactly do you hope I love you?”
“...as more than a friend or a sibling...”
“Seriously?”
“Mmhmm”
“Everyone has told me that I should tell you because they could all see it. They saw it before I did, honestly,” he was quiet for a second before he continued, “but I love you. As more than a friend or a sibling.”
You roll to your other side, seeing him laying on his stomach, lifting his arm, and putting your head under it. “Well, I love you too. So much more than you’ll ever know,” you whisper.
After that, you look at each other for a while and you mutter, “Stop looking at me like I’m your everything.”
“You are my everything,” he whispers back.
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Hayes Grier Net Worth, Wiki, Biography, Age, Height, Family and more
Hayes Grier Net Worth, Wiki, Biography, Age, Height, Family and more
Hayes Grier is american internet personality. He became famous for his videos on Vine platform.
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Hayes Grier Net Worth 2021: Age, Height, Weight, Girlfriend, Dating, Bio-Wiki
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For all the Broadway lore and persistent hope that a show on the Great White Way will make new stars and break new ground, the appeal of Broadway increasingly has become its familiarity – familiar stars, familiar stories – and that seems especially true in the Spring 2020 season.
Mrs. Doubtfire Deja Vu
Of the 20 shows currently scheduled to open on Broadway between January and the end of April, nine are revivals. The 11 others include a stage adaptation of a hit movie (“Mrs. Doubtfire,” about a man who disguises himself as a woman, following up on last season’s “Tootsie,” a stage adaptation of a hit movie about a man who disguises himself as a woman), an adaptation of a bestselling novella, and three shows that had recent successful runs Off-Broadway.
Among the familiar stars in this season’s shows: Matthew Broderick and Sarah Jessica Parker (a married couple playing three couples in “Plaza Suite”), David Alan Grier and Blair Underwood (in “A Soldier’s Play”), David Morse and Mary-Louise Parker (in “How I Learned to Drive”), Jesse Tyler Ferguson, Lawrence Fishburne, Katrina Lenk, Tracy Letts, Laura Linney, Patti LuPone, Rob McClure, Debra Messing, Laurie Metcalf, Jessie Mueller, Sam Rockwell, and Cary Grant (as a character, portrayed by Tony Yazbeck in “Flying Over Sunset”)
Matthew Broderick and Sarah Jessica Parker, Plaza Suite
David Alan Grier and Blair Underwood, A Soldier’s Play
David Morse and Mary-Louise Parker in How I Learned to Drive
Debra Messing, Birthday Candles
Tony Yazbeck as Cary Grant in Flying Over Sunset
Broadway producers are arguably favoring safety over risk and perhaps banking on the expectation that, at the dawn of a new decade full of uncertainty, theatergoers too will find reassurance in the familiar. In 2020, Broadway seems clear-eyed only about the past.
Now, to be fair, even some of the revivals are being marketed as markedly fresh takes. The sixth Broadway production of West Side Story is “remixed for the 21st Century,” which means, in part, lots of videos. The fifth Broadway production of the Sondheim/Furth musical “Company” is now “regendered,” centering around a a single 35-year-old woman named Bobbie, portrayed by Katrina Lenk.
And some of the familiar works of theater were groundbreaking for their time…and remain so now, albeit in a different way. “A Soldier’s Story,” the 1982 Pulitzer Prize winning play, is getting its first Broadway production, marking the Broadway debut of its 80-year-old playwright, Charles Fuller. Similarly, this season features the first Broadway production of “How I Learned To Drive,” another Pulitzer-Prize winning play that touches on an explosive social issue. It marks the sophomore Broadway effort by Paula Vogel, who made her Broadway debut just three years ago with “Indecent.” It’s worth noting that the Broadway production of this play features the same lead actors that were in the original 1997 Off-Broadway production, David Morse and Mary-Louise Parker, who have since come even more familiar faces.
If familiar doesn’t always mean wishy-washy or comfortable, new doesn’t necessarily mean pointed or cutting-edge. Yet it’s hard to imagine anyone claiming a lack of originality in this season’s new musical about three historical figures who took LSD (“Flying Over Sunset”) or the rock concert by the executed wives of Henry VIII (“Six”), or the darkly absurdist political parable about a town council meeting (“The Minutes”)
Still, some might see the Spring 2020 season on Broadway as resembling a season at the Opera, in its reliance on a repertory of old favorites. There is a difference, though. This is not a musical repertory. Twelve of the 20 are straight plays.
Below is the rundown on the 20 shows going chronologically by opening dates. Things are likely to change — additions, subtractions, rescheduling — in the weeks and months ahead. For updates, and to see the rest of the Broadway season, check out my Broadway 2019-2020 Season Guide
JANUARY
My Name is Lucy Barton
MTC’s Samuel J. Friedman Theater
First Preview: January 6, 2020
Opening:January 15, 2020
Closing: February 29, 2020
Written by Elizabeth Strout. Adapted by Rona Munro
Directed by Richard Eyre
Cast: Laura Linney
In this solo play adapted from the best-selling novel, Laura Linney plays Lucy Barton, a woman who wakes after an operation to find – much to her surprise – her mother at the foot of her bed. They haven’t seen each other in years.
A Soldier’s Play
Roundabout’s American Airlines Theater
First preview: December 27, 2019
Opening: January 21, 2020
Written by Charles Fuller
Directed by Kenny Leon
Cast: David Alan Grier, Blair Underwood
The first Broadway production of the play that premiered in 1981 at the Negro Ensemble Company (which co-starred a little known Denzel Washington) about a black soldier in 1944 who is charged with investigation the murder of a black Sergeant on a Louisiana Army base.
Grand Horizons
Theater: Second Stage’s Helen Hayes
First Preview: December 20
Opening: January 23, 2020
Written by Bess Wohl
Director: Leigh Silverman
Cast: Priscilla Lopez, Maulik Pancholy, Ashley Park, Thomas Sadoski, Michael Urie
Bill and Nancy have spent 50 full years as husband and wife. But just as they settle comfortably into their new home in Grand Horizons, the unthinkable happens: Nancy suddenly wants out. As their two adult sons struggle to cope with the shocking news, they are forced to question everything they assumed about the people they thought they knew best.
FEBRUARY
West Side Story
Theater: Broadway Theater
First Preview: Dec 10, 2019
Opening: Feb 20, 2020
Writers: Book by Arthur Laurents, Music by Leonard Bernstein, lyrics by Stephen Sondheim
Director: Ivo van Hove
Cast: 23 in all, with Isaac Powell as Tony and Shereen Pimental as Maria
The fifth Broadway production of the musical adaptation of Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet, transposed to warring street gangs in 1950s New York. Belgium avant-garde theater artist van Hove has cut the intermission and the song “I Feel Pretty” and added many videos.
MARCH
Girl From the North Country
Theater: Belasco
First Preview: February 7, 2020
Opening: March 5, 2020
Written and directed by Conor McPherson
Music and lyrics by Bob Dylan
Set in 1934 at a guesthouse in the heartland of America, a group of travelers pass in and out of each other’s lives, and share stories that awaken each other with passion, fury and, beauty. This originated at the Public Theater. My review Off-Broadway.
Six
Brooks Atkinson
First preview: February 13
Opening: March 12
Written by Toby Marlow and Lucy Moss;
Pop-concert musical featuring the six wives of Henry VIII.
The Minutes
Cort
First preview: February 25
Opening: March 15
Written by Tracy Letts
Closing: June 14
Letts’ most political work to date is a dark comedy about a town council meeting in the fictional town of Big Cherry that turns ominous.
Hangmen
John Golden Theater
First preview: February 28
Opening: March 19
Closing: July 18
A dark comedy by Martin McDonagh about a retired executioner who now presides over a pub, visited by a mysterious gentleman.
My review Off-Broadway
Company
First Preview: March 2
Opening: March 22
Music by Stephen Sondheim, book by George Furth
Cast: Patti LuPone, Katrina Lenk
The fifth production of the musical about a single 35-year-old with married friends, this one is “re-gendered” so that the protagonist is now a woman, Bobbie.
The Lehman Trilogy
Nederlander
First preview: March 7
Opening: March 26
Written by Stefano Massini
Directed by Sam Mendes
Cast: Simon Russell Beale, Adam Godley, Ben Miles
The history of the rise and fall of the Lehman Brothers over 164 years, starting with the arrival of the three Lehman brothers from Bavaria in the mid nineteenth century. My review of The Lehman Trilogy when it was at Park Avenue Armory in April.
Diana
Longacre
First preview: March 2
Opening date: March 31
Book by Joe DiPietro; Music and lyrics by David Bryan
Directed by Christopher Ashley
Cast: Jeanna de Waal as Princess Diana, Roe Hartrampf as Prince Charles,
Erin Davie as Camilla Parker Bowles, Judy Kaye as Queen Elizabeth
APRIL
Mrs. Doubtfire
Stephen Sondheim Theatre
First Preview: March 09
Opening Date: April 5, 2020
Cast: Rob McClure
A new musical based on the Robin Williams 1993 movie. When out-of-work actor Daniel Hillard loses custody of his kids in a divorce, he disguises himself as Scottish nanny Euphegenia Doubtfire in a desperate attempt to stay in their lives
Caroline, or Change
Roundabout’s Studio 54
First preview: March 13
Opening: April 7
Book and lyrics by Tony Kushner
Music by Jeanine Tesori
Directed by Michael Longhurst
Cast: Sharon D. Clarke
An import of a West End production of the 2003 musical about Caroline, an African-American maid whose world of 1963 Louisiana ripples with change both large and small
Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?
Booth
First preview: March 3
Opening: April 9
Closing: August 2
Written by Edward Albee
Directed by Joe Mantello
Cast: Rupert Everett, Laurie Metcalf, Patsy Ferran, Russell Tovey
The fifth Broadway production of Albee’s 1962 play about George and Martha, a middle-aged history professor and his wife, who bicker in front of new colleague Nick and his young wife Honey, as the liquor flows.
Plaza Suite
Hudson Theater
First preview: March 13
Opening: April 13
Closing: July 12
Written by Neil Simon
Directed by John Benjamin Hickey
Cast: Matthew Broderick, Sarah Jessica Parker
In this first revival of Simon’s 1968 comedy, Broderick and Parker (married in real life) perform as three couples in three one-act plays all taking place in the same suite in the Plaza Hotel
American Buffalo
Circle in the Square Theater
First preview: “March”
Opening: April 14
Written by David Mamet
Directed by Neil Pepe
Cast: Laurence Fishburne, Sam Rockwell
The fourth Broadway production of Mamet’s rat-a-tat play about three low-level crooks conjuring up a get-rich-quick scheme
Flying Over Sunset
Lincoln Center’s Vivian Beaumont
First preview: March 12
Opening: April 16
Book by James Lapine, music by Tom Kitt, and lyrics by Michael Korie
Director: James Lapine
Cast:Carmen Cusack, Harry Hadden-Paton and Tony Yazbeck
Cary Grant, Clare Boothe Luce and Aldous Huxley all revealed during their lifetimes that they had taken LSD. This new musical imagines their gathering together to get high.
Birthday Candles
Theater: Roundabout’s American Airlines
First Preview: April 2
Opening: April 21
Written by Noah Haidle
Director: Vivienne Benesch
Cast: Debra Messing
Messing portrays a woman whose birthdays we see her celebrate, from her age 17 to 101.
How I Learned to Drive
MTC’s Samuel J. Friedman Theater
First preview: March 27
Opening:April 22
Written by Paula Vogel
Directed by Mark Brokaw
Cast: David Morse and Mary-Louise Parker
The revival of playwright Paul Vogel’s Pulitzer-winning 1997 play about a charismatic child molester and the niece who sorts through her memories. The play marks Vogel’s second show on Broadway (after Indecent), and features the original Off-Broadway stars.
Take Me Out
Theater: Second Stage’s Helen Hayes
First Preview: March 31
Opening: April 23
Written by Richard Greenberg
Director: Scott Ellis
Cast: Jessie Williams and Jesse Tyler Ferguson
A revival of the Tony-winning play about the coming out of a gay baseball player.
Spring 2020 Broadway Preview: Familiar Stars, Familiar Stories, With A Few Curveballs For all the Broadway lore and persistent hope that a show on the Great White Way will make new stars and break new ground, the appeal of Broadway increasingly has become its familiarity – familiar stars, familiar stories – and that seems especially true in the Spring 2020 season.
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Saving Zan | Chapter 1
The soft ground flew by underneath the wheels of my bike. It wasn’t too dry, but also not too wet. A Yamaha YZ 125 to be precise.
My eyes locked onto my next target. The whoops. They were a series of small hills that I had to speed over.
Motocross was my life. Literally. I had grown up in an extremely small town, so small and in the middle of nowhere that I had to drive forty five minutes to get to an actual track. My father had died when I was little, I didn’t have any memories of him and my mother refused to talk of him. My mother was never around, always traveling to exotic places with any guy that she could get. She’d essentially left me alone and I had made the decision to move to North Carolina where I was living paycheck to paycheck.
I now lived in the suburbs only 15 minutes away from North Carolina Motosports Park, the place I was currently riding at.
I sped over the whoops and took a tight corner, extending my leg and leaning to the other side so that I didn’t fall over and crash into a dirt pile. I was dirty enough as it was.
The sounds of my dirt bike drowned out all the other noises and in that moment the only thing that mattered was the vastly approaching jump. I rev my bike and apply more pressure to the gas, speeding up before going airborne and gaining my much needed air time. I landed cleanly, the suspension of my bike taking the brunt of the impact.
One tall jump down, I eyed the upcoming medium sized ones. I easily scrubbed it and then spun to the left, facing the biggest jump on the track. It took just seconds for me to be upon the jump, and the landing was feet away when I saw a black blur near where I would land.
Panic swept me and I faltered. I clipped the take off ramp with the back wheel of my bike, which caused me to be off straight away.
I couldn’t stop my bike. By the time I had seen the blur it was too late, I was in the air. My grip loosens on the handlebars. I try my best to shove the bike away, still mid-air, so that the giant hunk of metal wouldn’t crush me.
My body slammed into the dirt on the other side. I rolled. Once. Twice. Three times. And then my body finally came to a stop. I lay on my back groaning, the impact of my fall had taken all the air from my lungs.
The world was spinning and I could hear shouting that was getting closer. The track had been relatively empty because it was a week day and mostly everyone was in school or at work. There were only a few beginners on the peewee track. Who could be yelling?
“Don’t get up!” Someone shouted, “Don’t move!”
Except I was fine, a bit sore, but fine. I slowly pushed myself up onto my elbows, and then sat up completely. I rolled my wrists, shoulders, head, and shook my legs.
“I’m so sorry!” A deep voice calls.
I glance to my right and spot another rider, dressed in navy blue Fasthouse gear. He offers a hand too help me up and I gladly take it.
“Shit! My dog got loose! I didn’t expect him to come running out here, normally he just watches! Are you sure you’re okay?”
I nod, and I was okay.
“Is he okay?” I ask, gesturing to the black lab who’s sniffing my hand, his tail wagging.
“Yeah, he’s fine. Scared shitless maybe, but fine. I’m really sorry Man, that was all my fault.” He reaches out and pats my shoulder hesitantly.
“What makes you think that I’m a guy?” I ask, a grin pulling up the corners of my mouth inside my helmet which must have been obscuring and muffling my voice.
“Girls don’t ride dirt bikes,” he says nonchalantly.
I can’t help setting him in his place, “That’s sexist.”
And then I place my hands on either side of my helmet and lift it off. The cool air from outside of the helmet greets me and I can’t help but relish in how good it feels.
My shoulder length black hair had fallen around my face, shading it from the guys eyes. I shook it away now, letting the soft wind catch the ends and blow them away from my face.
The guy makes a shocked noise in his throat and reaches up awkwardly to adjust his black cap with an H detail atop his head. “Wow,”
“Guess you were wrong.” I tell him, moving towards my bike that was still lying in the ditch between the jump and the next set of whoops. It was dirty but thankfully looked to be okay.
The engine still hums with power and I hurry to turn it off.
“What model?” The guy asks.
I glance over at him, a sweaty lock of my raven hair falling in front of my face yet again. “I almost kill your dog and the first question you ask is what model my bike is?”
He does a half shrug with one shoulder, “It was partly my fault. I’ll buy you something inside if you’re done out here.”
I rub my knee which had taken most of the impact and was the most sore.
“And an ice pack!” He adds.
I look at him, and then down at his adorable dog who sat at his feet wagging his tail.
“Why not?”
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Hate (Hayes Grier Imagine)
Sorry I’m not the best writer, at all. This is my first imagine, ever, and I don’t know if I should even continue to write. Feedback/Constructive criticism is appreciated.
Summary: You’re an insomniac getting hate from fans.
Insomnia sucks. You’re laying in bed with Hayes, your head on his shirtless chest and his arm around your waist. It’s 3:30 am and you’ve been awake for hours.
You roll over, carefully, so you don’t wake up your boyfriend of four months, grab your phone, and start scrolling through your social media accounts. Since you and Hayes announced that you were official, you’d gotten a lot more followers, likes, and comments.
You began reading comments from Hayes’ fans, since staring at the wall isn’t helping you sleep. There are a few that are supportive of you and Hayes, but the rest aren’t so sweet. The ones that catch your attention are those that are seen repeatedly.
“She’s only with him for the fame.”
“She doesn’t even love him.”
“She’s with him for followers. How is he so blind?”
Those comments began to get you worked up, and you decided it was best for you to try and calm down. So you lock your phone and quietly get up, making your way to the kitchen. Once you get there, you fix a glass of water and lean up against the counter.
While slowly taking a sip from the glass, Hayes’ voice startles you, “Can’t sleep?”
You look back, not making eye contact and shake your head.
He walks over to you and quietly asks, “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” you mutter, setting the glass on the counter, “I just can’t sleep. Sorry for waking you.”
“You didn’t wake me, I was up a little before you rolled over and got on your phone.”
“Oh ok,” I whisper looking down. Hayes puts his finger under my chin and said, “You know you can tell me anything, right? No matter what it is… Y/N… What’s bothering you?”
“I really couldn’t sleep at first, but then I got on my phone and started reading comments and I don’t know why I was reading comments in the first place but I was and they made me really upset and I didn’t want to wake you because I thought you were asleep and the comments that made me upset were the ones that say I’m with you for fame or about how fake I am and I see those all the time but didn’t want to tell you because I didn’t want you upset, I still don’t want you upset but…” I didn’t realize I was crying until Hayes pulled me to him and I was sobbing into his shoulder.
“They were wrong about you,” he shook his head and continued, “no, they are wrong about you. I know you love me, not because we tell each other though.”
You pull away a little, look up at him and whisper, “What do you mean?”
“The way you look at me. The way you blush when I kiss you, alone or in public,” you blush looking down as he continues, “the way you’re always checking on me when we aren’t together. The way you start rambling and talking way too fast when you’re with me and only me. Y/N, the list goes on.” I smile and rest my head back on his chest as he continues, “Y/N, you aren’t fake in any sort of way and the fans, they’re just jealous that they don’t have what we have.”
I look up and say, “Don’t you mean, what I have?”
“Hmm?”
“They’re jealous that they don’t have what I have,” I say smiling.
“Exactly,” he agrees, kissing the tip of my nose.
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Multi fandom ( Dolan twins, Hayes grier, Shawn mendes) background/ lock screens :)) * * Like and repost if saved. Credit me please :) * WE HIT OVER 160 FOLLOWERS. IM SHOOK THANK YOU GUYS ❤ * Well this is my current lock screen atm * Pls don’t let this flop 🙏🏼 * These are the fandoms I’m in soo…
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This account is dedicated to Benjamin Hayes Grier ❤️
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