𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇, 𝘳𝘺𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘴

𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧.

nineteen — reality.

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SERENA CYR

i let out a slight laugh, "nope." i shake my head.

i was trying to make him tell me and admit what happened, because i know him. i know he thinks it's not a big deal right now, but talking about it he'll realize it meant something.

well actually, it's not that big of a deal, but i haven't had much stuff to do with boys so i don't know what's a big deal and what's not.

"oh," he spoke.

oH

"okay, fine," i rolled my eyes, "since you want me to admit it so bad.. i wanna talk about the other day and like- how we kissed, cause ive been thinking about it, and i don't know what to do, because i don't regret it at all." he said it.
that honestly caught me off guard. i really didn't expect him to say that, especially in those words.

i guess my face looked shocked too, because he saw my face and looked confused, "what?" he wondered.

my face softened and he rolled his eyes, "oh. because of what i said."

i looked down and then he said, "damn i thought i was bad at this, you're terrible."

he is not better than me at talking about stuff, like who does he think he is?

"i am not terrible. you just have no filter." i tell him.
"yeah, okay." he says. a few seconds later he also says, "come, let's go inside.." he walks up the stairs.

i watch him for a moment and then follow him, "but then it's your turn to talk," he explained as he opened the door and walked inside. i shook my head and followed him inside.

he took us to the balcony and we sat on the chairs outside. it was dark, really fucking dark.. and it was only .. actually nope it's like 10 o clock, it makes sense.

but you know what doesn't make sense, why everyone else isn't home ?? where would they be at 10 o clock? only place im thinking is target, they close at like 12.

i was thinking about that more when ryland interrupted my thoughts, "serena. you're turn now." he joked as he put his legs onto the other chair in front of him.

i rolled my eyes.
"fine." i say.
"i dont regret it either." i admitted, his head quickly shot to look at me while i was looking down. "and i really don't know what else to say, but i have a question."

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RYLAND STORMS

she looked up at me, "why did you hold this back for so long before you wanted to talk about it? like not that long.. but it's pretty long considering it's been two weeks since i've seen you." she wondered.
and that got me thinking.. why did i??

i just realized why. do i tell her why? or do i not ?
ugh fuck it i don't care anymore.

"ugh, okay look .. " i spoke then stopped and made eye contact with her. "i'm not gonna get all stupid and deep, it's just never happening." i start, "it's just not my style."

"but yknow what is my style?..
saying what i want -
to who i want." i told her.

"but you're really giving me a hard time, hmm?" i said, "but nothings really consistent, i guess." i added. "but you are." i continued.
"i dunno." i shrug.

"i like consistent." i told her.

"i like you."

"i'm still a little weirded out by it-" i add.

serena's face looked happy but at the same time i couldn't tell how she was feeling.

i dont know what to say now, but i know one thing i can do.

please don't pull away.

i leaned in and i kissed her. i know it was probably not the best thing to do right now, but hey she said she didn't regret it and she kissed me back so that means she's okay with it.

AUTHOR SPEAKS ||

i wanted to write more in this chapter but i'm sooooooo tired and i have school tomorrow so i have to go to sleep but maybe tomorrow i can add more stuff .. if not i'll just make another separate chapter.

GOODNIGHT I DID NOT RE READ THIS!!!!