hayleyttown:
“i spend the night before a drop texting you and trying not to throw up…” she admitted with a shrug. “you know i text you and that’s when my google rabbit holes get real fuckin’ weird,” she nodded with a serious look and then dissolved into laughter. “give me 125 with me sitting on your back. want me to sing fall out boy songs while you work?” she laughed, biting her lip.
“duh!” she exclaimed, pulling a face. “let me put it this way… if our schedules dont line up it’s gonna suck because i wanna watch every single one of your shows always. so yes, you nerd, of course i wanna come with!” she said, swatting at him playfully.
“I’m not quite that bad, but good to know I’m not alone here,” he laughed. “I think we are good. We could probably release our famous ‘Sounds in a Barnyard’ album and it would be number one tomorrow.” This one just felt different, and it was a nice change from being called sell-outs. “Maybe I’ll even skip that whole workout thing tonight. I prefer the company.”
He looked up at Hayley, trying to figure something out. “I don’t know what I did in any life to have you here. I swear, if I would have told people back in Chicago that I’d be dating this amazing girl who is like all things, they would have laughed. The joke is on them. I’m lucky and I know it.” He laced his fingers through hers. “Do you have tour lined up yet?”
She laughed and nodded in agreement. At this point, he was probably right. She feigned a gasp, hand on her chest. "Oh my word, skipping a workout!" She teased.
The teasing faded quickly though, when he spoke such sweet words. Hayleys features softened and she squeezed his hand gently. "I'm super lucky and I know it, too," she smiled, leaning to kiss him softly. "Yeah through the summer," she frowned a little. "Maybe the dates will be close enough we can see each other more often than not," she said with a smile, hopeful. "Either way, we'll talk every day, you know this. I'm pretty hung up on you," she giggled.
