Unreal ( Daniel Skye and Hayes Grier)

I'm Sorry

Abby's pov://

After cuddling and watching TV for a while, I decided to go back home. I was really tired and just wanted to go to bed. I climbed back in my window and shut it and closed the curtains. The sunlight makes my head hurt worse. I decided to take a shower before bed. I took a long hot shower since I felt like it and then got out and dried my hair. I got dressed and brushed my hair. I turned out my lights and laid in my bed. I heard my phone ding and picked it up off my beside table seeing a message from Parker.

P- Nice to know you had a boyfriend all along😒
A- I'm sorry. I thought you knew. What does it matter anyways?
P- How would I know? And because I like you obviously. Don't act dumb, I know you knew. And still didn't push me away or anything. Such a slut

I turned my phone off and teared up, remembering all of the hate comments I get. Just because I'm dating Daniel and because I dated Johnson, and I kind of had a thing with Hayes. Wow. He's right, I'm such a slut. I wiped the tears from my cheeks and turned over and closed my eyes. I snuggled up with my covers and eventually dozed off.

I woke up and rubbed my eyes and checked my phone seeing it was already eleven. Wow. I slept a long time. And I am starving! I saw I had a message from Daniel.

D- Good morning beautiful. Had to go to a meeting. I love you so much😘 I'll see you later
A- Hope it goes well. I love you! 😘

I put my phone down and went downstairs to get some breakfast. I want waffles...wait oatmeal. Wait, both! I put some waffles in the toaster and made some instant oatmeal. I grabbed the syrup and poured a glass of chocolate milk and set it on the table. I put my oatmeal on the table and grabbed my waffles that popped up, putting them on the table also and sitting down. I ate everything and put my dishes in the dishwasher. I took my medicine and went back upstairs.

I changed into some joggers and a t-shirt and then brushed my teeth and hair and plopped down on my bed. I turned on my TV and was watching Keeping up with the Kardashians when I decided to tweet 'Missing movie days with my bff @hayesgrier' (idk what his Twit name is). My phone started blowing up with notifications. I saw Hayes retweeted it. Awww. I read some of the comments and they were cute. 'Best friend goals' or 'wishing I had a guy bff '. But then I saw other ones like 'Already moved on to the next guy. More like the same guy again#slutttttt' , 'You're already done with Daniel and want Hayes now too? You're just using them attention whore.' , 'when you're a hoe af as your day job too'
'Once a slut always a slut'. Wow. Everyone thinks I'm a slut. I don't blame them. It's so true. Tears streamed down my face as I turned my phone off and threw it across the room. I pulled my knees to my chest and cried. All of the hate comments shouldn't effect me anymore, but they still get to me. I don't know how the guys do this. I guess maybe it's because someone I actually know just told me I'm a slut, not just some random person on the Internet. I feel so bad. I never knew he actually like liked me.

"Abby?" I heard someone ask.

I looked up to see Parker in the doorway.

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I felt really bad and wanted to apologize. Brook told me where the spare key was. What's wrong?"

"Nothing." I mumbled and rested my head on my arms.

"It's not nothing."he said and sat beside me. "I'm so sorry about what I said. I was just upset. It's not true at all true." He said.

"Yes it is." I mumbled.

"Why do you say that?" He asked.

"Everyone says that I'm a slut. Just look online. And they're right. You're right. I dated two guys, cheated on one, just made out with another before I was even dating him, had a thing with another-"

"You are not a slut, no matter what anyone says, even if you say it yourself." He said and pulled me into a hug.

"You don't even know me." I replied.

He pulled away and wiped the tears off my cheeks with his thumbs.

"I know you are the most genuine, amazing, beautiful girl I know. Nothing that happened in the past matters. Look at the future. Look at right now, you have a happy relationship with a guy you are totally in love with. I don't see how you are a slut at all." He said softly.

"Thank you Parker." I said and hugged him tight.

"No problem. And again I'm really sorry about what I said. I didn't mean it."

"It's okay. Wanna stay and watch TV?" I asked.

"Sure. What are we watching?" He asked kicking off his shoes.

"Keeping up with the Kardashians." I giggled.

"Seriously?" He asked.

"Yeah. It's actually pretty good." I answered and he laughed and shook his head.

I turned my attention back to the show and he actually watched it.

"I have to admit, this isn't so bad." He said.

"I told you." I chuckled.