Kissing in Pools

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After talking with the moms, me and Belly decided to go to our rooms and unpack.

Usually me and Belly share a room together, but since we're older Susannah thought we should have more privacy. Meaning they decided to have Belly stay in the usual room and move me into a free one.

The only free room that was in the same hallway as all the kids was coincidently right next to Conrad's.

So as I'm trailing my three suit cases full of clothes into my new room, Conrad walks out of his room.

We make eye contact and I stop walking, staring right back at him.

"Hey Tiff." He sends me a small smile.

"Hey?" I try to remain as calm as possible. It feels like I'm carrying this secret that no one can know, because I am carrying this big secret that no one can know about.

"You doing okay? You don't seem like happy upbeat Tiff." He asks me.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?" Why does every conversation we have feel so awkward.

"Y'know nothing has to change between us." He interrupts my thoughts. "I'm just saying, I feel like you not coming last summer was mostly because of what happened between us, and I just wanted you to know that us hooking up doesn't have to mean anything."

"You ever thought that me not coming was because my dad had died two months earlier?" I snap, annoyed at his rightful accusation.

I watch as Conrad realized what he just said and can see the regret in his eyes.

"Of course I remember that Tiff- I just, I didn't want it to seem like we can't go back to being friends again."

Friends that give each other head?

I hear Conrad laugh and I realize that I had said that out loud.

"I just meant that like-"

"We could definitely be friends that give each other head." He moves a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "And maybe even do more than that."

I can feel my heart pounding and I know if I don't stop what's happening right now, I won't be able to stop in the future.

So I clear my throat and back up.

"Help me unpack, please?" I ask.

"Of course." He sends me a wink, like he knows what I'm trying to do.

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