Being best friends with Taylor was always great. Being able to sleep over at his house whenever, going to parties, and going on road trips with no adult supervision what so ever. The reason being is because our parents have known each other for almost their entire lives.
They used to have me and Taylor dress up in like matching outfits every Halloween and we still continue the tradition 18 years later. Like one year we dressed up us as Wendy Darling and Peter Pan and another year Minnie and Mickey Mouse and sophomore year Bonnie and Clyde.
Just as I was thinking of Taylor and I's friendship he busted through my room and tackled me with a kiss. Did I forget to mention that we had a friend's with benefits relationship? Ever since everyone dared us to kiss at that one party freshman year. But no one knew that we had continued the dare for three years.
"Y'N gosh I just want you to be mine already"
"Taylor I thought we agreed to not date at all because it'll ruin our friendship" I say pulling away.
"I know but I can't help but want it"
"I'm sorry"
"Don't be sorry. It takes two to tango right?" he says winking at me.
"Sure. Now why are you here?"
"I can't just visit my best friend on a Thursday without having a reason?" he says with a goofy smile on his face.
"Nope you can't now tell me why you're here"
"Well Y/N, we are going to Hawaii with our families and we are leaving tomorrow so start packing your shit"
A/N:
short but sweet. Have a nice day/night wherever you're at ♡
