Despite the title, this isn't a story about a treehouse.
This is a story about love.
This is about two people who allowed change and fear to ruin something beautiful.
Letting years go by,
Only to realize that they should've fought harder for the o...
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"AND JAMESON WINSSSSSSSS!!!" The announcer shouted through the mic making everyone on our side of the bleachers go crazy with excitement.
I watched happily as the boys jumped on one another with joy for winning their first game of the season, the feeling of pride swelling within me for our team.
"Come on," Talia said with a grin on her face tugging my arm down the bleacher, her other hand wrapped in Wests', dragging him down with us.
Looking in her line of sight, I saw Lance with Malia wrapped up into his side and Myles not far away from us.
"Not bad, boys," Talia said once we stood in front of them with a slightly impressed look.
"Is that a compliment I hear Jackson," Lance teased a smirk on his face as Talia rolled her eyes.
"Don't let it get to your head Cunnigham, it's already big enough," Talia retorted before leaning back into West's side.
"Yeah, I would hate to have a big head like yours," Lance retorted back causing the two to begin bickering.
I swear they fight like brother and sister.
"Congrats, on the win, you did great out there!" I said to Myles, standing next to him
"Thanks, Twinkle Toes," Myles said peering down at me with a happy grin, that I couldn't help but return.
A strand of his hair fell in front of his face and before I could stop myself I'm reaching to push it back.
The grin on his face widens, his penetrating gaze making my face heat up.
"MALIA!" Lance yelled, making Myles and I turn our attention away from each other and to Lance who was currently hiding from Talia who was being held back by West.
"Hey, how about we start heading to the party," I said trying to diffuse the situation before Talia ends up hurting Lance.
"Yes! Brilliant idea Jesse," Lance agreed before scurrying away with Malia to what I assume is his car.
"Wimp," Talia said rolling her eyes.
"You coming with us?" Talia asked looking back at me, West's arm wrapped around her.
"Nah, I'm gonna go with Myles," I said not wanting to third wheel.
"Okay, see you there," Talia said sending a wink in my direction before walking away with Wes who sent us a nod.
"Someone wants to be near me," Myles teased as I turned to look at him.
"Don't flatter yourself, I simply don't want to see Talia and Wes swap spit," I said rolling my eyes.
Though, Talia and West aren't big on PDA I didn't want to intrude.
