our summer

1 : Maria ana

This was supposed to be our summer , me and Dylan with no one else. But now mother just told me that our every year trip to the beach house will no longer be ours.

" That's so not fair and we don't even know them that well ," I say whining " what if they are vampires ."

I don't even have any new ways to convince her now. She laughs at me.

" Really! Vampires, couldn't you come up with a better way to convince me."
She says laughing even more harder than before.

I get up going upstairs to my room when my mother's amused voice stops me right before I climp the stairs.

" So you want to be alone with Dylan , in a beach house with no parental supervision ? " She says her voice filled with amusement.

" Yes why not ? We've always gone there before and that never seemed to be an issue , what's changed," I say approaching her.

" You both grew up that's what changed ! he's all manly and macho and look at you ! You've got curves for goodness sake," she says and that makes me look at myself.

I'm wearing a baggy sweatpant and a hoodie I stole from Dylan , it's pink , I love this hoodie too much I wear it all the time.

Mother is not lying when she says I've gotten some curves and the fact Dylan has become all man. He has a rough and deep voice that could melt any girl but not me.

I grew up with the dude , he's practically a brother.

" What do you mean by that ? "

" I mean you both are older now and no longer kids," she says trying to convince me about something I'll never understand.

" Mother, Dylan is my friend almost a brother to me so nothing I mean nothing would ever happen between us," I'm upset now , I can't believe she thinks this low of me .

" Honey I'm just saying as your mother and I've got to look out for you." She says coming towards me as I'm standing next to the door frame . I step back avoiding her approach.

" Thanks ," I say while running upstairs to beat myself about what I just heard.

I can't believe she thinks me and Dylan will do something like date or something.

I love dylan but as a friend nothing more I've never had a thought of wanting something more with him. I don't see him as anything else than my friend. I don't want to see him as anything else.

When I enter my room dylan is lying down in my bed staring at his phone.

" You should stop showing up like this," I say going straight to sleep next to him.

He drops his phone beside him as he opens his arms for me to cuddle up.

" Come here," his smile is so big when I accept his opens arms.

If someone were to come and see us they would definitely think we were dating but no, it's just what we do , we cuddle , we sleep in each others beds until morning.

" I will never stop showing up unannounced in your room , I just love your face everytime you see me lying in your bed," he says kissing my heard.

" Mother thinks we should stop being this close ," I say getting away from his hot embrace.

" Why?did something happen?" He touches my hand as if reassuring me of something.

" Nothing she just thinks we might have some sort of feelings for each other" I laugh "but don't you worry I told her that was impossible"

" Why do you think it's impossible," he says giving me an intense stare.

" Just because," why would he even ask me isn't it obvious we can't be anything more.

" That's not an answer you know," he gives that intense stare once more " but I'll answer for you if you want , do you ?"

What I'm I supposed to say to that. I just nod.

" I think you think it's impossible because we've always been friends and our parents," his voice filled sarcasm in the last words which stirs a laugh from me " have always inforced a mindset that we should just act as siblings and that forces you to think we can't be more ,"

" You want us to be more ," I whisper

" Yes and you," he says looking for answers and I don't know what I should say , I've never thought of him as anything more than what he is to me , my friend.

" I don't know,"

He doesn't reply to my answer he just stares at me. I so wish I was anywhere else right now not here sitting in the same bed as him.

The bed moves as Dylan gets close to me. Oh god. He holds up my chin to look at him while brushing my cheeks.

" I know I want you ," he presses his lips to mine before I could speak.