Summer Love

Chapter 18

A/N: Thank you so much for 50 followers!

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Riley's POV

I wake up at 6 am, which, in my opinion, is waaaayyyy too early to be up. I rub my eyes drowsily.

"Morning, Maya," I say, rolling over to look at her. But she isn't in her bead. My heart quickens. "Maya?"

I slip on my bunny slippers and head down the hall. I wonder if Farkle knows where she is. I open the door.

Hair messy, clothes wrinkled, Maya lies on the bed. Lucas's arm is around her, and they're holding each other close. I wipe a tear I hadn't realized I had.

"Psst," I hear a whisper from behind me. "Riley!" I turn around to find that it's Farkle.

He motions for me to sit down on his bed. I do. I wish I'd brushed my hair. Or, you know, worn something besides my ripped-up old pajamas.

I catch him looking at me all weird. "What?" I ask.

"Look at them," he says. I do. They look so happy together. Just yesterday, Maya would have never admitted to liking Lucas, and now she's cuddling with him- without anyone making her.

"They're-" I begin. Farkle interrupts.

"They're us."

I blush and tuck my hair behind my ear. The sun is rising and I can see the southern farmland out the window. This feels like a moment I'll remember forever.

Maya stirs in the bed. She rubs her eyes and sits up, accidentally jabbing Lucas in the stomach as she moves. He awakes with a start. "Dad?" he asks no one, sitting up.

"Lucas, sorry, it's just me," Maya says.

"Oh, hey Maya," he says. "don't be sorry. It's always perfect when I get to see you."

She blushes, which makes Lucas blush, which makes Farkle blush, which makes me blush. And we all end up in this kinda awkward silence that doesn't actually feel that awkward because when we're all together it's magical.

We hear a knock on the door. A hand reaches through.

"Good morning, Daddy," I say once I see the person's face.

"Good morning, princess," he replies, kissing my head.

"Everyone," he announces. "We're ten minutes away from the hospital!"

We all cheer. I know we're all anxious to get there.

My dad's phone rings. He stares at the number, then picks it up. "Hello?" He asks. we hear a muffled reply and he steps away for a second.

He walks back in. We hold our breaths.

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A/N: Leaving you with a cliffhanger :)