hey, there's a story called "FAIRPLAY" in this one-part book of klayley stories. the ending of this story was a disappointment for me. i wanted klaus to regret what he did over time, to miss hayley and fight to win her back. can you please read this story and write a sequel in a different way? https://www.wattpad.com/619262551-klayley-one-shots-short-stories-fairplay
Klaus
She was gone. All traces of Hayley Marshall, his little wolf, were wiped out from New Orleans. He shook his head at the thought. She was no longer his anymore, then why did her absence gnaw at him, a strange emptiness nothing could fill. It was as if she was never there except for the scathing looks the wolves directed at him behind his back which he knew were well deserved on his part, the endless bickerings of his siblings which have worsened over time with none to mediate in between and a dull everpresent ache in his chest further served as a constant reminder which only intensified the more he though of her. You would think with her gone there wouldn’t be much to think about, but bloody hell, every little thing promoted him to think of her. She was nowhere and she was everywhere , it was maddening. Even his room smelt of her. No matter how much perfume of her own Camilie tried to smear against the sheets or fill up the room with her things. The room still smelt of his little wolf so much he could barely breathe. Not just his room but the whole damned compound. It's as if the mansion itself was also holding onto Hayley with everything. He wouldn’t be surprised. Initially, Hayley had hated the Abattior, but over time, it grew on her so much so that she , Rebekah and Kol had gone on a renovation spree with Elijah contributing useful inputs. He? He had merely watched in absolute enjoyment as Hayley conquered the Abattior for her own, interfering only when it was asked of him.
"Klaus?" The soft timbre of Camilie's voice dragged him back to the present; one of their usual dinners Camille arranged at her house to talk about things that bothered him. He understood Camilie's efforts to fill the void Hayley had left behind but that was an impossible task. "Just marveling at human stupidity. " He remarked in regard to a client she was telling him about which for the life of him he couldn’t focus on. Maybe he didn't like such talks after all. You listened to Hayley talk of her day. You even talked about your own with her. His traitorous mind reminded him but that was a different matter. It was nigh impossible not to listen to the Hayley's regal, firm and commanding voice that had a certain lilt to it that allured all who heard it. That and their conversations were so spontaneous from Faction politics to wolf stuff to his own adventures to vampire history, the way he had eliminated his enemies in the past and how he would eliminate them currently, an outing in which she happily tagged along.
Even their dinners were either private or spent with the whole family, mostly the latter given how much Hayley and he himself enjoyed it. He had tried that with Camilie, but the Mikaelsons had always been a tightly knit family, and Hayley was adored by all without exception. So his family was neither subtle nor gentle in their hostility against Camilie. Even Marcel seemed unwilling to have her presence at the family dinner. Rebekah never the one to be fond of sweet Cami as she put it had nearly killed Camillie on learning what had transpired had he not intervened. Even he was feeling the unwelcome looks of his own family, and dining in his room was out of question. He hated food crumbs littering his space. The only exception was Hayley whenever she felt like stuffing her face with ice cream late at night. He had tried to get her to stop but she had given him a look that said either we both stay or I go and she never let ice cream fall and even if it did he could just lick it off her skin. Yes, he was going mad with missing her. His family had given him enough shit as is for it as if he didn't know how badly he had botched things. He remembered how it had started when he was on one of his trips to the Bayou and had overheard a Pack elder talking to Hayley, "You need a true wolf with you, not one who never shifts and would never give you heirs. For the prosperity of the pack, the Labonair line must be continued, so I suggest you find another to mate with just for the sake of heir."
He had waited, and nothing came. Not the vehement denial he was expecting to hear from her, not a single word. Like she was considering that abhorrent prospect. He had left so quickly, and the coming days had worsened his paranoia given her time at the Bayou increased day by day. He had become so miserable that Camilie had said it was etched on his face, so he had taken the blond bartender therapist on her offer to talk. He had drank so much that night till he was absolutely hammered. And he couldn’t quite remember what happened after or how he could have done it, but he slept with Camilie. He was so disgusted that he kept his distance from her but only humored her talks because he knew he needed the therapy sessions lest he somehow took it out on Hayley, and that was unacceptable. He had also kept it a secret for once it was out, his family would murder Camilie, or perhaps Hayley would do it herself. He still hadn't found the wolf acquaintance of hers, but he would soon. He was going to come clean at the end of the ball, but it all boiled over by then, and she chose to oust him and Camilie by funking that bastard Sergio. He had never seen so much red marring his vision. The fucker was a dead man for all his lifetimes had Hayley not gone as far as to kill Camilie to protect him and then she had left, without a word. Fled, away from him. His raw instinct exhorted him to chase her to ends of earth and darg her back but his family had vehemently opposed him and Elijah had talked him down emphasising on Hayley needing time and some space. His second instinct was to hunt down the bastard Sergio, chop him into pieces, and display his head as a decoration on the mantle piece, the only thing stopping him was that he didn't wish to hurt Hayley anymore than he already had though the fact that she felt something for that fucker or any other made him want to burn down the world. But if Hayley needed time, he would give it to her, for they both had eternity at their disposal. And he could always kill the bastards who had dared to look her way later. And anyways his vampires were tailing Hayley every now and then to ensure her safety. Whatever the current state between them, he would never leave his little wolf at the mercy of his enemies. While she was far from defenseless, he needed this peace of mind.
And his sources informed him she would be returning to New Orleans soon and Klaus had never heard sweeter words than these before. Now he would reclaim his little wolf, his Queen even if he had to grovel for all eternity.
What had confused Klaus, however, was the fact that Hayley only slept with the bastard Sergio to get back at him and Camilie. However, what the hell happened to the proposal of the pack elder? After Hayley left, he had barged into the Bayou and coerced her beta Zelina into answering. He had nearly killed the woman for assuming the role of alpha as anyone other than his little wolf as the alpha was a preposterous thought. Since Hayley herself had appointed the woman in her absence, he would let it slide this once. With further coercion she divulged the fact that Hayley had not said anything to the elder at the moment because most of the pack was present to hear his proposal however later on she had almost slaughtered the elder in person for even insinuating such a suggestion. She had spent days after trying to make more developments in the pack system and had written countless rules the next alpha should follow. She had even ensured necessary facilities and amenities that would help the back prosper even in her absence so she wouldn't have to give Klaus up. It had taken every single shred of control to not go looking for Hayley for all this time, but now that she was finally returning, he couldn’t bloody wait.
Camillie
Camilie had noticed how distracted he was and tried to glue his attention to her but Klaus ended the dinner quickly and left. She had slipped in a potion she had received as a favor from the witches to get Klaus to sleep with her but no matter what she did , he always looked set on Hayley alone. She knew she would have to atone for what she did to her friends for the rest of her life and she would.She wanted someone like Klaus for herself but it would never be and she had made peace with that.
Klaus
He couldn’t stand the room in Abattior given how much it suffocated him and with his wayward thoughts sleep seemed unlikely so he settled for staring at the countless paintings of his little wolf filling his art studio for it was the only way he could placate the need to not go find her.
Hayley
The air of New Orleans made her too nostalgic. She wasn’t sure how she managed to stay away for so long. She knew Klaus's vampires were tailing her, and while she loathed it initially, she couldn’t help but like the gesture of him watching over her. After her anger had calmed down the violent need to go see, Klaus overtook her. She missed him so much. Were she not busy with observing and visiting other wolf packs and exterminating any threats to the Crescents, she would have gone mad. Bekah had called her to tell her Nik messed up once cause he was too drunk and that the bitch Cami must have slipped him something and she should return, Hayley had told her that even before that Klaus had become retracted, closed off. He stopped his surprise visits to Bayou or stopped being home altogether. Their spontaneous conversations became few and far in between in the days that followed, and she loathed it so much. The fact that he slept with Cami was the last nail in the coffin. Sergio, being the loyal friend that he is, had stuck with her all this time. It was after all his idea to take a trip back cause he couldn’t bear to see her unravel like that. "You need closure,Hayley. " And here she was. "Don’t zone out now. There's a procession here to welcome you," whispered Sergio from behind her. She snapped her attention back to present, and indeed, most of her pack and the entirety of the Mikaelson family save for Klaus were here to greet her. The first family she ever truly had. Tears welled up, but she stifled them like she stifled the pang of pain at Klaus's absence. She vamped to them and hugged Bekah first, who almost crushed her into a hug, not intent on letting go. Di(Davina), Freya, and Keelin joined in immediately after. Separating from the ladies she offered Elijah, Kol , Marcel, and Vincent a huge grin, they all reciprocated before greeting Zelina and the rest of the pack. "You have to come to the Abattior, Hayley, no questions asked. We will kick Nik out for a few days if need be." She laughed at the suggestion. She chanced a glance at Sergio, who was obviously staying pit far enough to not interfere but near enough to hear everything. "Hotel," He mouthed. Hayley nodded, partly sorry that she was making Sergio stay in a hotel alone but it would be far more unfair to make him stay with her and God knows what Klaus would do to him this time if he even shows up , Cami's probably keeping him busy. She shook that thought away. She wouldn't let it dampen her mood. What Klaus had done was on his head alone. The rest of the Mikaelsons are still her family. She was sure they saw Sergio and especially pleased to see no hostility towards him. With a final glance at Sergio, she left with the Mikaelsons.
Gods she had missed the Abattior, it had been her home for so long. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Klaus standing at the gate. "Welcome back, Hayley. There's much to talk about but a family dinner first? I will excuse myself." Hayley was stunned beyond words. Did Klaus just agree to leave the compound just so she could spend time with people who were his family first? Before she could speak, he vamped out. "Niklaus doesn't stay here much. He misses you far too much to be able to live here without you." Elijah offered. She wasn't sure what to say. "Cami's then?" "Of course not. The mansion just outside city bounds. Nik doesn't sleep with her, I told you it was a one-time thing, but she is still his therapist. I told you she slipped him something. " "Bekah, let's just eat." The spread was definitely Mikaelson style. There was everything in abundance, but she was sure she spotted all her favorites. "Nik directed the menu." This astonished her far more. The evening was perfect. She enjoyed it to her heart's content, and yet she missed Klaus madly. Damn it. Bekah had told her there was a surprise for her in her room. She was both anxious and excited, but she had not expected that. The few legal complications she had while expanding the Bayou had stopped her from implementing a few of her ideas. It was the paperwork for that all done, settled, and funded. Attached to it was a letter and an elegant platinum chain with the pendant of Mikaelson seal and an M embossed on it. Apprehensive, she opened the letter,
"Dear Hayley,
Wherever you go whatever you choose, I want you to know that you will always and forever have a family and a home here. Whether or not I am included matters little, if you wish to live here little wolf, you only need to say the word and I will make myself scarce. This was your home, Hayley, and you were happy here. I will never forgive myself for what led you to lose it, but I made you a promise, little wolf. If I need to kneel and beg and grovel for it, I will, but please give me a chance. A single chance. I once came to this city to conquer it, to make it my Empire, but it's far too empty without my Queen. Even if you choose to not give me a chance, know you will be just in your actions but I still beg you, stay here, with a family that loves you and the one that you love, with a pack that needs you. Of course, your companion Sergio is also welcome to stay if you desire, no harm will befall his life, you have my word. You told me you didn't wish to see me ever again and I am sorry to have shown you my face little wolf but I simply couldn't leave without having a glimpse of you. I love you, Hayley, I always have, my Queen and my little wolf.
Yours and yours alone , always and forever,
Klaus ."
Her legs failed her as she dropped to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably." Klaus " was the only thing she could manage to say. So she sobbed his name because it's the only person she wants, needs, and loves so much.
"I made a grave mistake, little wolf, one that you can hold me accountable for all eternity. But it took me a thousand years to find you, so even if it takes me another thousand to earn your forgiveness, I will do whatever it takes." Her head snapped up at that gentle voice. "Klaus..." He was kneeling beside her in a flash. "Tears don't become you, little wolf. I am sorry for causing you such pain." "No Klaus, please don't go... We will find a way, and we will make it work." He kissed her forehead softly with such love, Hayley couldn't breathe. "Thank you, little wolf." "Zelina told me what happened Klaus, it's not going to be easy to move past this stuff, but I love you, Klaus, and we have an eternity together. "My thoughts exactly, little wolf."
It took a while, a lot less groveling and far more honest effort at openness and communication. But it worked, they were happy, just a little bit if Fairplay and yet it could have cost them all their happiness but fairness to each other brought them back. For two people who saved each other from their darkest times, there would be no such thing as an end. Together and in love, Always and Forever.
Please let me know if you like it. I myself didn't like that ending at so thanks for giving me a chance to rewrite it.