Juliet's POV
Hayes sat across from me, the only thing separating us was the cafeteria table, which seemed to be miles long.
He didn't bother to look at me, he was staring down at his hands, or around the cafeteria- but he didn't look me in the eyes.
"I can't even look at you right now." He said, and I nodded.
"Yeah, I noticed." I sighed. "Please let me explain-"
"No, I don't want to hear it. Do you have any idea how hurt I was when I heard it from Matt? I heard those words from him and not you." He said, and I nodded.
"I-I...I couldn't look you in the eyes and say it." I said.
"Yeah. But do you know how I felt? Matt was the one that told me. Matt. Not my actual girlfriend." He said.
"Don't act like you're the innocent one." I said, "you don't think that I saw your reaction when Lesley took her hand away from yours?"
"She just woke up from a coma! How was I suppose to act?" He retorted.
He looked at me seriously, but nothing about his stare was serious. He had sorrow and anger in his eyes.
"You acted hurt." I huffed.
"Fine, so what if I acted hurt if my ex-girlfriend let go of my hand?" He asked.
"You're such a hypocrite. Matt's on a hospital bed because of you." I said. He rolled his eyes and leaned back.
"And that's all you seem to care about right now." Hayes said.
We sat in silence for a while, I don't know if we sat for hours or only minutes, but it was a long time.
I got up from my seat, and took a few steps away from the table. I looked around at the cafeteria and realized it was empty.
"I guess this is goodbye." I said, having my back towards him.
"So that's it? Those are the last things you're going to say to me after everything we've been through?" He asked, and I shook my head.
"I love you." I whispered, hoping that he couldn't hear me.
I walked towards the exit when I heard him get up from his seat.
"I love you too." He said, and I left the cafeteria without looking back.
Hayes's POV
I ran around the hospital frantically searching for her. Every single corner I searched and every little crack I found I though she was there.
"Juliet?" I called her name, but heard no response.
Every single time I call her name seems like I'm not trying hard enough, so I called her name over and over again until my vocal cords gave out.
Or until the nurses in the hospital told me to stop.
I walked back to Lesley's room. She was eating her meal on her bed and she looked up at the TV mounted on the ceiling, watching Friends.
"I don't know where she is." I sobbed, hot tears running down my cheeks.
"You'll find her." She smiled without teeth- her mouth was filled with food.
"How are you so sure?" I asked.
"Because she loves you. Like I love Matt." She said, I sat on the edge of her bed.
"He hasn't told you, has he?" I asked, and she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Told me what?" She asked.
I opened my mouth to start telling her what happened, but I closed it shut.
"Go ask him." I said, realizing that she should have an opportunity that Juliet and I hadn't.
She got up from her bed and walked to Matt's room, which was across from mine. Lesley had a look of determination on her face, and Matt's was filled with regret.
I could see everything happen from Lesley's clear window and Matt's clear window. He looked at me before he started talking.
When he was finished, Lesley raised her hand and slapped him across the face. I could hear him yelp in pain, and she was crying.
I looked away from the scene. I just couldn't look at it.
This made me wonder if this was how Juliet and I looked when we fought, or argued about stupid things.
I took my phone out of my jean pocket to see if she called or texted me. There was only one text from her.
Juliet ♡: front desk
Front desk? What the hell does that mean?
I looked to see how long ago she sent it. It was an hour ago. Which meant that I spent an hour looking for her, and an hour wasting my time.
I locked my phone. Should I go check the front desk? Will she be waiting for me when I get there?
"Matt and I broke up." Lesley said. I didn't realize she was sitting next to me on the bed.
"Oh, I'm sorry." I said, and she crawled back into bed.
"It's okay." She said. "I'm fine with it."
"Really? Because I'm not." I said.
"Juliet is my best friend. She'd never do anything like this." She said, "but Matt? He drank and kissed her."
"He kissed her?" I asked, and she nodded.
"Yeah. Matt was drunk the entire time and he kissed her." She said.
I groaned in frustration. I didn't let Juliet explain, and now that I know what happened, she's no where to be found.
"I have to go." I said as I got up and went out of the room.
I walked to the front desk quickly, hoping that whatever Juliet wanted me to see was still there.
I almost passed the desk, but stopped in front of a lady who was on the computer.
She looked up at me, raised her eyebrows, and looked back at the computer.
"Are you Hayes Gregory?" She asked.
"Uh...it's Grier." I said, and she rolled her eyes.
"Whatever." She said, and she reached out under her desk and handed me a sweatshirt. It was my sweatshirt.
"A girl who left a while ago told me that you needed that." She said. "She was in a real hurry."
The sweatshirt was neatly folded, and I put it on. It smelled of Juliet's perfume and her vanilla shampoo that she always used.
I reached into the pocket and felt a piece of crumbled up paper inside of it. I took it out and opened it up.
Thought you might need this. And don't try to look for me. -Juliet
I leaned against the closest wall, the room started to spin and my knees felt like they were giving up.
She was actually gone, and she had no intention of seeing me ever again.
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A/N: oh god you guys I'm wearing my Hayes sweatshirt that just came in and I don't want to take it off. I will be wearing it to my grave.
Also, some of my friends from school has wattpad. I'm praying to God that they don't find me, and read my story. This is my Hannah Montana life.
Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter! I did something different with the POVs that I'm going to try to keep doing.
IMPORTANT: I need your opinion if I should just write in Hayes's pov from this point onward, I'll still have some of the other character's pov (especially Juliet) but it'll be mostly Hayes. What do you think?
SSOTD: I'm a Mess by Ed Sheeran (who's going to his concert? Because if you are you're so lucky)
I HOPE YOU GUYS HAD A FABULOUS DAY! YOU'RE BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE YOUUU.
