(Sayuri? xD)

Hayden helped her pack whatever she needed by that evening, then they packed the car and left without any problems from his "friends". He just say in the car and closed his eyes as he listened to the radio she had playing.

Hayden wasn't asleep, he was just relaxing a bit since he didn't get to very often. The music was nice, and just being around Aria again really helped calm his nerves. He did eventually fall asleep, but he woke when Aria mentioned having arrived. It looked like an old country house, somewhere he had been wanting g to live since he was small child. "Oh wow. This is perfect." He said, glancing at her. " Yeah, let's go take a look first. "

Hayden followed her inside the house and glanced around the main room and kitchen, before looking at the staircase and then finally down the hall. "I don't think I've ever been here, Ari. Not once in the years we were together. It's a cozy place, that's for sure." He said casually, wandering the downstairs a bit just to familiarize himself with it. He'd go upstairs later. "I call the bedroom down the hall though." He said, glancing at her with a small smirk. Downstairs would be best for him at least until he got better. Didn't need him falling down the stairs or anything.

Hayden froze at the mention of his father rejecting countless invitations, and lowered his head. "No way.. He was too busy shoving my nose in a book or something." He murmured. His precious future meant too much to the older male to actually let him go out and have fun. Hayden shook his head as to push the thought aside and shook his head again. "No. You go a head, I would rather stay here while you went shopping." He said with a light smirk.

Hayden ran a hand through his hair and huffed quietly. "I'll eat just about anything, except stuff with peanuts in it. I'm allergic." He said casually, walking back over to Aria. "As far as clothes, I'm sure you can find something for a scruff like me." He said with a playful wink. Aria couldn't possibly get anything he wouldn't like, whether it be food or clothing. She knew him all too well. "I just don't trust myself in a group of people.. It's kind of a junkie thing.. Please understand, Aria." He tried to explain without really knowing how.

Hayden just wandered around outside while he waited for her to return. Sure, she cared about him but he wasn't a child. He could handle himself for a bit. He found a tire-swing and sat on it as if he were testing it out, then once he was sure it hold his weight, he slowly started to swing a little. Not a lot, just a little. He didn't want to break it after all.

Hayden abruptly stopped swinging when he noticed she had come back and smirked some, shaking his head as he walked over to her. "No biggie.." He murmured, taking most of the bags from her before she could protest and carried them inside. He put the bags down on the table and helped her sort through the food and stuff. He'd help her put the stuff away too, all she had to do was tell him where to put what.

Hayden liked the stuff she got for him. The only thing he was really worried about was if they fit him right. He did check the sizes and smirked some. "I don't know if you guessed, or went off of my build, either way you were right about the sizes you got, and the clothes look cool too." He said, ruffling her hair slightly. "See? Told ya." He grinned some.

Hayden smirked some and placed a hand on her head. "Now for the hard part." He said to her calmly. "I'm locking myself inside that room until I get over the withdraw. No matter how bad it sounds, you can't open that door. The last thing I wanna do is hurt you." He explained to her, hopefully in a way she would understand. He needed to do this. "Here's the question, do you want to take me to the doctor before or after I do this?"

Hayden lightly placed a hand on top of her head, as if trying to take away some of her worry. "It'll be alright.." He said calmly before removing his hand and walking down the hall to his bedroom. Once inside his room, he locked the door. The only time the door should ever be opened, is for him to eat. If he could even manage that.

Two months of pure agony and torture went by. Hayden honestly felt like total crap. He couldn't hardly eat without throwing up, so he pretty much refused to eat all together and he had to be running a fever with how much he was sweating. It felt like he had pins and needles poking and piecing all through his body. The door was now unlocked so Aria could better keep an eye on him, and he mostly sat curled up on his bed with his back firmly against the wall.