chapter 10

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augustine

it's hard to believe that i'm actually here lying next to james. i've been up for almost thirty minutes and he's still asleep.

i've had the biggest crush on him since the first time we met. it's hard to believe i'm actually more than just a friend now.

he has always been a magnet to girls. every single one at the camp had a massive crush on him.

i was the only one he ever talked to and that felt like it meant something. but he was always dating a girl named betty. so i didn't tell him how i felt.

it was awful because i always had to listen to him talking about her. i would usually just nod and throw in a few words but i really didn't listen.

when he kissed me that night at mcdonald's i knew i had a chance. and when i saw him again walking down the street i couldn't just ignore it.

i had an opportunity given to me and i took it.

as i sit here admiring his golden hair and the way his eyes flutter as he dreams i can't help but imagine us officially together.

i know it's way too soon. and i would never bring it up. but having such a massive crush on him this long, makes it difficult to slow down.

especially when we spend every second together. except when he's at his off-season hockey training and i'm at work. but besides that we're always together.

last night he talked about going to the beach again once we woke up. we always go to the beach. i kinda wanna stay in town and go to the movies or something.

he starts to stir and move around and i can tell he's beginning to wake up.

"hey!" i whisper in a soft voice

"how'd you sleep?" i continue

"good. how bout you?" he responds

i swear i get a full body chill every time i hear his morning voice.

"good! i was thinking we could go to the movies today?" i suggest

"no. let's go to the beach. i thought we already decided last night." he responds quickly

i mean yeah, the beach is great but we always go to the beach. i want to do something different every once in a while.

"you decided. plus we always go to the beach!" i complain

"we like the beach!" he counters

"ok but we're going somewhere else tomorrow!" i counter back

"no." he demands

"why?" i question with annoyance evident in my voice.

"because there's too many people other places. the beach is so much better. it's more private!" he reasons

i mean i knew he didn't like crowds but man i didn't realize how bad. he is right though. the beach is usually not crowded at all.

a few summers back i found a nice secluded beach that not many people know about. so we've been going there.

"James you know it's good to get out in public more often." i counter

"ugh fine but let's go somewhere far. might as well explore a little if we aren't going to the beach!" he says

he's so weird. but i'll take it.

"fine." i respond with a playful eye roll.

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