Summer Loving
Chapter
10
I sat
at the same spot I always sat at the beach waiting for Andy. He was
just a friend, I kept convincing myself. Which was totally true. He
knew I was in love with Justin. He was just a really good listener
and a good friend.
"So, what do you want to do today?" he asked, startling
me. "Anything," I answered, "Just need to get my
mind off of Brittany and my dad and all that stuff." He held
out his hands to help me up. "Want to talk about it?" he
asked, concerned. "No, thank you. I just need to get my mind
off of it all." I told him. "Okay, follow me then. I know
the perfect way for you to forget."
I followed him down the beach. "What's Justin doing
today?" he asked me. "He's visiting his
girlfriend." I said rolling my eyes. "Jealous?" he
asked. I let out a quick laugh, "No." He looked at me
unsure, "Okay. You don't need to lie to me Val, I know you
love him." I bit the inside of my lip, "So maybe I do.
Doesn't mean I'm jealous. I'm happy that he's happy
with her." He started laughing, "That's a bunch of
crap!" I shook my head, "No it's not! I am!" I
tried assuring him, "Well, maybe I'm a bit jealous and
sometimes I kind of wished she moved to Antartica but still."
He looked at me with his big brown eyes. "What?" I asked.
"Nothing." he said, moving his glance away.
He led me to a carnival. "Oh my gosh, this is open now? I used
to come here with my mom all the time before, well, yeah.
Wow." I said in amazement. "Think this will take your
mind off of things?" he asked. "Of course, thank
you." We went on almost every ride, laughing the whole time. I
forgot everything when I was with him. It was the greatest feeling
ever.
"Thank you." I told him, as we left the carnival later
that day. The sun was just about to come down. "Anytime."
he answered while putting his hands in his pockets. "No really
Andy, you're a good friend." I told him. He almost looked
disappointed when I said the word friend. But I was probably just
seeing things.
He walked me home that night. "Thanks again." I
told him. Before I even knew what was happening next he gave me a
quick kiss on the lips. "What are you doing?!" I asked,
alarmed. "I'm sorry, I have no idea what got ahold of
me!" he admitted, truely sounding sorry. I felt bad and
didn't want to lash out at him. "Let's just pretend
that never happened, okay?" I asked. He nodded quickly,
'Again, I'm sorry Val." I bit down on my lip,
"It's fine. Just forget about it." I told him while
walking inside to my empty house. That night I had trouble going to
sleep, because oddly that kiss kind of felt good...
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