When You Came

Chapter 8: Friends Forever

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Chapter 8: Friends Forever
When I woke up, there was a pair of arms wrapped around me. I turn around, and Hunter is still sleeping. Or so I thought. "Morning Princess."

"About last night..." I look down, mistakingly at his bare chest.

"It was a kiss, Brooke." He smirks.

"Thanks all? Just a kiss?" I was a little hurt, if I was going to be honest.

"I mean it was...I'm obviously not good at this. I didn't mean to say it like that. I...I like you...but....Your..."

"I'm what?" I ask.

"I don't know, can we just be friends?

"Friends." I nod, smiling at our reference. "And maybe friends will be our forever?" I try to fit in.

"That means friends forever."

"Yeah, I meant that." I say. I kinda roll the other way, and fall off the bed. "Ouch." I get up. I look at Hunter, and I couldn't believe how good looking he was.

Wait, friends don't think that. Ugh. This is going to be hard. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." He winks, walking into the bathroom.

"Open up, I need to brush my hair." I knock. "And pee."

"I'm coming." He says, then I hear running water. He steps out, and I walk in. I do my business, then make shift with his comb, and comb my hair.

I walk out, and he's on his phone. I was going to ask for more clothes, but that's too much.

"So what are the plans for today?" I sit on the edge of the bed.

"Your not going home? Not that I want you to, just..."

"I know...can I stay? But I can go home and change. I mean if you want me to leave, I can go."

"No! We'll have breakfast, then you'll change quickly, then I have something planned."

"Wow, planned everything, eh?" I smile. We talk for a bit longer, then we walk downstairs. The memories from last night come back. Yikes.

"Morning Brooklyn." Mr. Samuels says.

"Morning, sir." I nod. He has small talk with his son, and I smile when he leaves.

"Why are you smiling like a maniac?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Just remembering stuff." I think back to when Sawyer was around. He was like my dad, but a very "chill" dad. More of a brother (which he was).

Was.

Happythoughtshappythoughtshappythoughts.

"So what have you planned?"

"Something fun." He smiles. He quickly makes pancakes, and I have plain pancakes with maple syrup.

Then he drives to my house. "I'm sorry in advance." I say. I pray to God that Kevin wasn't there.

He must've answered, because when we walked in, it was dead silent. And he's normally up by 12. We walk up to my room, and I pick out one of Sawyer's flannels, and a pair of leggings. I add a pair of ruined Converse.

I brush my dark brown hair, and add a bow to the side. I put minimal makeup on, then step out of my room.

"Cute." He looks me down.

"Friends don't call each other that." I say. He swings his arm around me, chuckling.

"Well then."

"But none of the friends with benefits thing. It's stupid."

"Whatever you say, princess."

Was that his way of saying I'm his? Shit, why do I suck at this?

"Princess?"

"You'll get it later on." He winks at me, and opens the door for me. I get in, and he closes it for me. He orders me to put a blindfold on, and I do.

"I swear, I'm not ready to die yet." I comment.

"Well, today's your lucky day."

"What's that suppose to mean?!" I say loudly.

"Shhhhh, it's okay green bean." He pats my hand, in my lap.

"I don't like that name." I try to pass time. He doesn't answer me. Maybe he jumped out of the car, and it's his way of killing me. Man, now thats fucking horrible.

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"Target?!" I say as we are inside. "Seriously?"

"Time to check off number 19."

"Hunter, what are you talking about?"

"On your bucket list." He pats his jeans pocket.

"When'd you find that?"

"It was in my room. I wanna help you Brooklyn."

Just like Sawyer said. Maybe he's still out there. God I miss him.

He grabs my hand, and starts walking forwards."Time to get kicked out of a store."

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