don't blame me - conrad fisher DISCONTINUED

chapter five

juliana's pov:

i'm driving me and belly back from the mall and my phone dings.

"hey bels , can you check that for me?" i ask her since i don't want to distract myself.

"uh yeah i can." she says, picking up my phone. "it's from conrad, he's asking you to hangout..." and she goes silent.

"oh, that's odd. i'll just answer him later."

"you're not gonna hangout with him, right?"

"i might, but he's just my friend. i could never look at him that way. i would never betray you like that."

"okay, thank you, jules."

" of course anytime."

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after coming back home, me and belly split our ways to our rooms. sitting here in my bed all i can think about is him. i take my phone out and start typing.

conrad 😎
jules 😝

conrad 😎
wanna hangout
when you get back?

jules 😝
meet me at the
beach in 10.

conrad 😎
typing...

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i throw my phone back onto the bed and turn into my closet. i put on my hot pink bikini and some jean shorts. grabbing a towel from above and started heading down the stairs. slipping on my birkenstocks, i head to the porch and start walking down the beach.

funny enough, conrad was there before me. he stands there in some trance before he hears my footsteps in the sand.

"hey there, stranger!" i say greeting him.

"hello to you too." he says smiling.

i set my towel in the sand and slip off my shoes. then i start running towards the water.

"what! wait up!" he shouts running after me into the water.

"nope!"

he splashes me with water and i continue to splash him back. and we erupt with laughter.
pushing further, conrad tackles me into the water.

"stop it!" i shout, as i try to push him away.

"nope!" he says to me, dunking me under the water again. i get up go to push him, and he falls into the water. and we're both dying of laughter, once again.

it goes on until we're tired and we begin walking out of the water.

"i've missed moments like these." i accidentally say out loud.

"me too." he agrees, "it feels like we're kids again."

"if only life was that simple still. now it's all... complicated."

he nods his head, as we walk to our stuff in a comfortable silence. there's so much i want to say, but i can't. i just wish there was nothing holding me back from what i want most.

"i had fun today." conrad says to me, while we stroll back to the beach house.

"me too, we should do this again." i admit. belly would kill me, if she knew i said this. though, honestly, i don't feel bad. which might make me a bad friend, but can't i just be friends with him?